When the Female Lead Becomes Obsessive – Chapter 184

Volume Eight: Those Years When I Was an Alpha

Breakfast

The weather was clear and sunny. The morning sun shone directly onto the large bed in the room, and Wen Nuan was woken up by the blinding sunlight.

She raised a hand to cover her eyes as her consciousness returned. Thinking about how she seemed to have let Jiang Yichuan stay and sleep with her last night, she whipped her head to the side.

The space was empty without a single person.

Just as she was wondering where Jiang Yichuan had gone, a faint vibrating sound came from outside the room.

Wen Nuan got up and walked out to see Jiang Yichuan cooking in the kitchen. The sound just now had been her chopping vegetables.

Several dishes were already prepared on the dining table, all of them light. There was milk in a glass, a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee¹, and a plate with creamy custard buns² and vegetable pancakes³. Jiang Yichuan was currently still simmering a soup, and the aroma wafting over allowed Wen Nuan to identify it as seaweed and egg drop soup⁴.

“What are you…?”

Seeing Jiang Yichuan in the kitchen, this scene, no matter how she looked at it, felt not what is ordinarily thought⁵.

In the class hierarchy of this mission world, Alphas were far removed from the kitchen, while Omegas were expected to learn how to be able to ascend to the main hall and descend to the kitchen⁶.

Jiang Yichuan deeply and bitterly detested this kind of class division and would never live her life according to the rules the world had set for her.

“The soup will be ready in a moment. You should go wash up first,” Jiang Yichuan said, glancing back at her before immediately turning back to watch the soup.

Wen Nuan went to wash up with a dazed and confused face, then stared at the breakfast on the table with that same expression.

“What are you…?”

Jiang Yichuan ladled a bowl of soup for Wen Nuan. “Try my handiwork.”

Wen Nuan was so flattered she was startled and took a sip of the soup. The cooking style was familiar.

“When did you learn?”

According to the world’s storyline provided by the system, Jiang Yichuan had no time in her busy academic schedule to learn the Omega cooking classes she so deeply detested.

Jiang Yichuan picked up a creamy custard bun for her. “I learned during the intensive training.”

“You guys learn how to cook during intensive training?!”

“I learned from the cafeteria uncle, and I also looked at some reference books on my own.”

“How could you have time to learn cooking?” Wen Nuan was puzzled. “Aren’t your studies… busy right now?”

In another semester, Jiang Yichuan would be graduating from the military academy. The curriculum at the First Military Academy wasn’t the type where the workload lightened as students progressed to higher grades; rather, the closer it got to graduation season, the heavier the students’ academic burden became.

Jiang Yichuan took a sip of soup. “I’ve already completed all my required credits. My studies aren’t busy, I can handle it.”

“Is it good?” Jiang Yichuan asked her.

Wen Nuan nodded. “It’s delicious.”

Her cooking had always suited her taste perfectly.

“If it’s good, I’ll cook for you from now on,” Jiang Yichuan said, taking the initiative when she saw Wen Nuan was still worried about her busy schedule. “Don’t worry, this bit of schoolwork is no challenge for me.”

The female lead’s words were spoken with great domineering aura⁷.

Seeing Jiang Yichuan handling it with ease, Wen Nuan also felt relieved. “Why the sudden desire to learn cooking?”

Jiang Yichuan stood up to get more soup. “Do you dislike people who can cook?”

“No, I quite like people who can cook.”

Wen Nuan gazed at Jiang Yichuan’s back. Last night, in the deep of the night, her vision had been blurry. Only now, in the sunlight, could she savor Jiang Yichuan’s fine figure.

Narrow shoulders, a slender waist, a perky butt, and long legs.

The more Wen Nuan looked, the more she felt that this world’s version of her had a separate lingering charm.

Jiang Yichuan keenly sensed Wen Nuan’s gaze moving from her shoulders to her legs, back and forth, up and down, impossible to ignore.

If Ning Qiu saw such a profound and scorching gaze, she would have said Wen Nuan was acting like a hooligan again.

Jiang Yichuan didn’t know what Wen Nuan was looking at; that gaze had no fixed point.

She quickly finished washing, turned around to face Wen Nuan’s smiling eyes. “…What are you looking at?”

Was she looking at her figure?

Was her figure attractive to Wen Nuan?

Wen Nuan smiled. “I think your figure is getting better and better.”

“Is that so?” Jiang Yichuan asked deliberately. “Do you like it?”

Wen Nuan paused for a moment, then smiled. “I like it.”

Jiang Yichuan’s heart trembled. “Then do you want to…”

The optical computer on her wrist pulsed. It was a message from Xi Chen. Jiang Yichuan was about to turn it off when she saw that Wen Nuan’s optical computer was also flashing, looking busy.

The two of them separately answered their optical computers to attend to their own matters.

Xi Chen was contacting her to ask if she had arrived safely in Tofis, since she had, after all, finished her intensive training early and rushed back to Tofis alone.

“I’m fine.”

“I’m at her house.”

“Yeah, I slept at her place last night.”

Jiang Yichuan smiled secretly. They had even shared the same bed, shared pillow⁸.

“I even made her breakfast, and she thought it was delicious.”

“She was also worried that my studies were too demanding and that I would get tired.”

“Xi Chen, do you think this means she might like me a little bit too?”

“Do you think I…”

Jiang Yichuan looked at the already disconnected communication and sighed silently.

She looked over at Wen Nuan, who was still on her call, seemingly having encountered some trouble, her brows tightly furrowed and a look of impatience on her face.

Wen Nuan said unhappily, “I don’t care, I want her and no one else. You don’t need to introduce anyone else to me.”

“That’s right, I’m going there to teach for her sake too.”

“Teacher, I’ve told you, I’ve been very obvious. Haven’t you noticed?”

“An S-class Alpha and an S-class Omega are a perfect match. I’m an S-class too, why aren’t you thinking about me?”

“On what grounds? He’s the Crown Prince, but I’m the savior, aren’t I?”

Although this title was just a respectful term others used for her, sometimes it really could be used to put on a show of strength.

“And I’m not just an S-class Alpha, I’m a 2S-class Alpha. If you don’t believe me, I can get my mental strength⁹ and perception¹⁰ tested.”

“As for Bian Tuo, he’s a talented person. He can be put to use.”

“Alright, I’m hanging up.”

Wen Nuan turned around and saw Jiang Yichuan sitting obediently at the table, waiting for her to eat.

Her heart softened, and she walked over. “Don’t wait for me, eat first.”

Jiang Yichuan shook her head. “It’s okay, I’m not hungry. I can wait to eat with you.”

“What was that just now? Did something happen?”

Wen Nuan sighed. “Xiao Chuanchuan, this lifetime, do you still plan on… being lonely until the end of old age, like you said before?”

Jiang Yichuan looked at Wen Nuan. “Not anymore.”

Wen Nuan’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Mhm.” A corner of Jiang Yichuan’s mouth lifted. “I think being lonely until the end of old age is quite a shame.”

Especially after meeting you, it would be to carry regret for a lifetime.

Wen Nuan leaned closer, pointing at herself. “Xiao Chuanchuan, do you have someone you like?”

She asked tentatively, “For example… someone like me?”

Jiang Yichuan’s heart trembled slightly, her eyes a little flustered.

Wen Nuan saw the emotion in her eyes and wondered if she was pushing her too quickly, too hard.

“I’m just kid…”

“I like you.”

The two spoke with different mouths, same sound, both of them stunned.

Wen Nuan’s eyes widened as she looked at Jiang Yichuan. “What did you say?”

Jiang Yichuan took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and said word by word, “I like you.”

Her feelings for her could not be hidden. It was better to actively go out and attack at the brink of collapse, to carve her ownership onto her.

Wen Nuan looked at Jiang Yichuan’s tense, fist-clenching posture. It didn’t look like a confession, but more like she was about to beat her up.

“Do you know what you’re saying?”

Jiang Yichuan nodded emphatically. “Mhm, I know.”

Wen Nuan couldn’t hold back a smile, the corners of her mouth turning up. “Xiao Chuanchuan likes me?”

“I do.”

“Since when?”

Jiang Yichuan pondered for a moment. “…Every moment of every hour.”

If one were to trace it back, perhaps from the first moment she saw her, Mu Wen Nuan was a special existence to her.

It was just that this love had been hidden too deeply. Only now was it completely clear how deeply she loved her.

Jiang Yichuan’s answer pierced Wen Nuan right in the heart, and her heart began to thump-thump violently.

“Every moment of every hour?” Wen Nuan tilted her head, deliberately teasing her. “Xiao Chuanchuan likes me that much?”

Ever since Jiang Yichuan had become aware of her own feelings, she would not deliberately hide her feelings for Wen Nuan.

She nodded and said, “I do. I like you very much.”

Back then, her liking was such that she desperately wanted to kill her and then die with her. Now, her liking was such that she desperately wanted to die for her.

Jiang Yichuan repeated it once more, “I like you. I like you so, so much.”

The expression of her love was too simple, not even one ten-thousandth of what was in her heart.

Although Wen Nuan had long known about Jiang Yichuan’s feelings for her, every time she heard her express her love so fervently, her emotions would be surging and swelling uncontrollably, unable to pull herself out.

She had always longed for this person to love her madly and fervently, to live facing the sun.

The her of the past was like a barren and desolate desert, but now it was overgrown with crimson roses, planted by her, blooming for her.

Passionate as fire, never to wither.

“Can I kiss you?” Wen Nuan’s tone was urgent.

In the past, she would have long since wrapped her arms around her and kissed her until heaven becomes barren and earth grows old¹¹, but this world’s “her” had suffered too much and was too insecure. She feared everything, was on guard against everything, so she wanted to be polite to her, to be a courteous and gentle hunter.

Jiang Yichuan froze, looking at Wen Nuan in disbelief, as if the words coming out of her mouth were not simple words, but cannonballs and bullets that could pierce her chest.

She was so shaken by the blunt words that the roots of her ears tingled, and her whole being became heart of an ape, mind of a horse.

Wen Nuan swallowed, waiting with difficulty for Jiang Yichuan’s answer.

If she refused, she could endure for her. If she agreed, she could be crazy for her.

Jiang Yichuan’s hands rubbed ceaselessly on her legs. She was a little nervous and at a loss.

Wen Nuan wanted to kiss her, but she didn’t know how. If her kiss wasn’t good enough, would Wen Nuan dislike her for it?

If she had known earlier, she should have taken those Omega courses. At the very least, in a situation like this, she would be able to quickly come up with a battle plan… ah, no… a solution.

Wen Nuan slowly leaned closer to her, meeting her gaze. “Xiao Chuanchuan, don’t be afraid. It’s not like I’m going to eat you.”

Jiang Yichuan looked at the gentleness filling her eyes, like honey, like fire, scalding her body until it tensed, a sweetness spreading at the tip of her heart.

She bit her lip and said worriedly, “…But I don’t know how.”

Wen Nuan was puzzled. “Don’t know how to what?”

“How to kiss.”

Jiang Yichuan lowered her head in disappointment, like a coward in that moment.

Wen Nuan was in a state where she did not know whether to cry or laugh. “Xiao Chuanchuan, this isn’t something you need to learn specifically.”

“I don’t?” Jiang Yichuan looked at her, bewildered. “Then why does the school offer sex education courses for Omegas?”

“That course is just to help Omegas better protect themselves, to not let bad people touch their glands and bodies,” Wen Nuan’s eyes lowered, looking at the lips she was biting. “But the school doesn’t offer courses to teach kissing between lovers.”

“Why?”

Wen Nuan raised a hand, stroking the lips that had been bitten pale, her voice deep and magnetic, carrying an obvious temptation.

“Because someone will take the initiative to teach you how to kiss your lover,” she tilted her head slightly, her lips very close, and looked up at her, carefully observing her reaction. “As long as the student agrees.”

Jiang Yichuan gripped her pants tightly, looking at Wen Nuan’s red lips. Her voice trembled, “…The student agrees.”

Wen Nuan cupped the back of her head and kissed the lips she had long drooled over.

Soft, sweet.

She lifted Jiang Yichuan up and pushed the plates on the table to one side.

“Xiao Chuanchuan, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale.”

Jiang Yichuan was dazed from the kiss. Hearing Wen Nuan’s words, she instinctively did as she was told. Only after she was done did she react and ask, “…Why?”

Wen Nuan pressed her down, kissing her fiercely. “To make the lesson more convenient.”

In that instant, Jiang Yichuan felt that Wen Nuan’s breakfast today… was her.

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