A Vicious Scum Alpha in a Heartthrob Novel - Chapter 21

The movie was excellent, leaving a lingering, profound aftertaste even after it ended.

After a long pause, Fu Jinghua glanced at the time; it was already 10:00 PM. She said, “I’m going to shower first.”

Because Xu Qingshui had given her ample pheromones throughout the afternoon, she wasn’t quite as clingy as she had been initially.

Xu Qingshui instinctively asked, “Do you need me to stand guard outside?”

She didn’t have a fetish for listening to people shower; she asked purely because she knew Fu Jinghua was currently in her sensitive period. An Omega in heat/rut desperately needs the concern and soothing of their Alpha. Xu Qingshui kept this in mind—it was her responsibility.

Fu Jinghua froze for a moment, quickly understanding her meaning. If this were the Fu Jinghua from before the sensitive period, she might have suspected Xu Qingshui was just lusting after her pheromones and would have stopped her regardless. But now, facing a partner whose pheromones were exceptionally attractive to her, she felt more sensitive and inquisitive. She understood the intent in a bizarre way.

Xu Qingshui is worried about me.

Fu Jinghua didn’t refuse: “If it’s not too much trouble for you.”

Xu Qingshui nodded. “Wait for me a second.”

Fu Jinghua watched Xu Qingshui’s movements with curiosity. She saw the Alpha find some paper and a pen, clutching them in her hand before walking back over. Fu Jinghua asked, “What are you doing with those?”

Xu Qingshui replied, “The structure and filming techniques of that movie were quite good. I want to summarize them before I forget.”

This time, Fu Jinghua was genuinely astonished. It was unbelievable enough that Xu Qingshui even had paper and pens in her house, let alone that she would actually take notes.

She admitted she’d had a biased view of Xu Qingshui before, but after living with her for so long, she realized the woman wasn’t as terrible as the rumors suggested. More than just “not terrible,” today she actually looked… motivated.

Fu Jinghua opened her mouth to speak but hesitated. She shouldn’t look at Xu Qingshui through a lens of prejudice anymore; asking more questions would only make her look foolish.

Xu Qingshui, unaware of Fu Jinghua’s internal monologue, took her hand and said, “Let’s go.” Even now, she remembered to maintain physical contact to give the woman a sense of security.

In truth, Fu Jinghua didn’t strictly need it anymore; Xu Qingshui’s pheromone concentration was high, meaning her needs had already been met. She glanced down at their joined hands but didn’t remind Xu Qingshui of this fact, allowing herself to be led out of the room.

Fearing Fu Jinghua wouldn’t have enough pheromonal support, Xu Qingshui entered the bathroom first and dispersed her own scent into the enclosed space, ensuring there was enough to sustain Fu Jinghua if she needed it. Before leaving, she told her, “Call me if you need anything.”

Fu Jinghua nodded. “Okay.”

With that settled, Xu Qingshui moved a small stool and sat guard outside the bathroom door. She began making her notes; since she had just watched the film, her thoughts were exceptionally clear. After about ten minutes, she finished her work, but her expression suddenly turned conflicted.

She had been so focused on making Fu Jinghua feel comfortable that she had completely forgotten her own needs. She could hear the trickling water inside the bathroom and couldn’t help but imagine where the stream was flowing.

Her logic told her this was wrong, but her emotions couldn’t stop the mental imagery until she started to feel a bit hot herself. I’m acting like a pervert, she thought.

Xu Qingshui decided to find a distraction. Her phone was on the table; just as she stood up from the stool to get it, Fu Jinghua’s voice drifted out from the bathroom.

“Where are you going?”

It was as if she were watching Xu Qingshui at all times, even though there was a door between them.

Xu Qingshui paused and answered, “Just getting my phone.” If it weren’t for the door, she would have thought the woman was staring right at her.

Inside, Fu Jinghua noticed the scent of Xu Qingshui’s pheromones drifting slightly further away. Even if it didn’t strictly affect her anymore, she still chose to speak up: “Then hurry back.”

She heard Xu Qingshui’s “Okay” from outside. Her restless heart suddenly felt calm.

The pheromone concentration in the bathroom was high—in fact, the whole house was saturated to a degree that made her feel stable. As Fu Jinghua rinsed her body, the scent of Brandy enveloped the entire villa, providing an unprecedented sense of ease and joy.

However, inevitably influenced by Xu Qingshui’s scent, her desires were much stronger than usual. Through the crack under the door, she could vaguely see Xu Qingshui sitting on the stool.

Fu Jinghua suddenly spoke, her voice trembling slightly: “Xu Qingshui.”

Xu Qingshui replied instantly: “I’m here. Is something wrong?”

Fu Jinghua curled her lips into a smile: “Nothing.”

How mysterious, Xu Qingshui thought.

After Fu Jinghua finished her shower, it was Xu Qingshui’s turn. The moment she entered, she was hit by the scent of roses. Her face flushed, but she quickly composed herself. It’s no big deal, it’s perfectly normal.

She showered quickly and came out to find Fu Jinghua sitting on the very stool she had occupied, looking at her phone. Xu Qingshui didn’t pry into the content, only reminding her, “You should dry your hair.”

Fu Jinghua looked up, hesitation in her eyes. “Okay.”

In fact, the production crew had just messaged her about the start date—it was within the next two days. Regardless of the circumstances, Fu Jinghua always put work first. Before she had pheromonal soothing, she relied on potent special medication to force herself through her cycles. She would usually take the medicine the moment she got the news to maintain her professional state.

She still had that medicine at home.

Fu Jinghua hesitated over whether to tell Xu Qingshui. The woman was her partner, and after the movie-watching experience, she realized Xu Qingshui actually respected her career. But subconsciously, she didn’t want to tell her. Things between them weren’t exactly “quiet” yet.

After a while, she abandoned the idea. There’s no need to tell her; telling her won’t change the facts.

Fu Jinghua gave up on the thought. But looking into Xu Qingshui’s sincere eyes, she decided not to take the medicine yet—at least not until tonight was over.

Her eyes crinkled as she proactively took Xu Qingshui’s hand. “Then let’s go dry our hair.”

Xu Qingshui dried Fu Jinghua’s hair first, then her own. They watched a bit more TV before heading to bed.

Fu Jinghua looked at Xu Qingshui and said voluntarily, “I want pheromones.”

Through their recent interactions, Xu Qingshui understood this was a requirement. She didn’t view it as flirting so much as a task to be completed. Her canine teeth pierced Fu Jinghua’s gland.

Fu Jinghua whispered, “Not enough. More.”

Xu Qingshui increased the concentration and volume. Outside the window, the night was beautiful.