After Differentiating into an O, Pampered by an A - Chapter 51

Ye Xing felt a jolt of clarity as the hot breath hit her neck.

She looked up, meeting Shen Yushu’s starry eyes, and gave a silly grin. “Shen Yushu? Weren’t you on a business trip? Why are you back?”

Shen Yushu kept a cold face, giving a slight nod to Ding Ling nearby. “I’m taking her now.” She signaled Sun Xi to open the car door.

Ding Ling originally wanted to say she could take Ye Xing home herself, but looking at the scene before her, there were things she knew were better left unsaid. She turned to the still-sober Meng Ci and Shen Xiaoqian, explaining with a smile: “Ah, well… those two are very close friends and neighbors. She just happened to be passing by to pick up Ye Xing.”

Meng Ci smiled and nodded politely, but Shen Xiaoqian’s expression and gaze were much more meaningful.

Watching the red taillights vanish into the night, Shen Xiaoqian pouted and muttered, “Yeah, ‘happened to be passing by’…” Passing by so specifically that she didn’t even seem to notice her own biological niece.

Once the weight was off her shoulders, Ding Ling called a designated driver, waved goodbye to the remaining two, and told them to be careful on the way back.

Shen Xiaoqian and Meng Ci struggled to get the two roommates back to the dorm. This was the first time Meng Ci had entered a student dormitory since returning to teach at Jiayu. The standard three-person room in this elite school was quite nice. After laying Deng Yao and Lu Huanmo on their beds, Meng Ci shook her aching arms.

Beside her, Shen Xiaoqian was also panting. Seeing the fine sweat on Meng Ci’s forehead, she immediately turned on the air conditioning and grabbed a chilled Coke from the fridge.

“Teacher Meng, have some water.”

Meng Ci looked down at Shen Xiaoqian’s fair hand, adjusted her metal-rimmed glasses, and showed her dimples. “Thank you, but I don’t drink carbonated beverages.”

Shen Xiaoqian remembered meeting Meng Ci in Jiangting last time just as she was coming out of the gym. Her eyes curved. “Sorry, Teacher Meng, I forgot about your self-discipline.” She glanced at her snoring roommates, then at her watch. “Teacher Meng, let me walk you down.”

She cracked open the Coke, took a gulp, and set it on the table. “Let’s go.”

Meng Ci wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, but looking at Shen Xiaoqian’s flushed, energetic face, she didn’t refuse. The night breeze blew as the two walked through the quiet campus, maintaining a polite distance.

“Xiaoqian, I’m curious. The first time I bumped into you, you said you were being bullied. I’m surprised anyone could bully you.”

Meng Ci had been at Jiayu for two weeks and knew her students well. Besides her academic excellence, Shen Xiaoqian’s straightforward and loyal personality made almost everyone want to be her friend.

Rather than curiosity, it was the memory of the girl’s crystalline tears on her lashes that night that was unforgettable. Noticing Shen Xiaoqian seemed to be in a low mood tonight, Meng Ci wanted to take the chance to chat. After all, counseling students was part of a teacher’s duty.

Shen Xiaoqian liked Meng Ci very much; she was gentle, beautiful, and caring. Under the influence of Meng Ci’s calming magic, the words she had held back for so long finally began to spill out.

“Teacher Meng, can I tell you a secret?”

Meng Ci smiled silently as a promise to listen. She prepared to hear it, but the next second, white canvas shoes stepped close to black high heels. Shen Xiaoqian stood on her tiptoes and whispered into Meng Ci’s ear.

The wind was still, but many years later, when Meng Ci looked back, she would remember that the wind that night had rippled the calm waters of the pond.

At 10:30 PM, Sun Xi delivered the two in the back seat to Jiangting. The moment they got in the car, Shen Yushu had ordered the partition raised, which actually made Sun Xi feel much more relaxed—see no evil, hear no evil.

After parking, Sun Xi hurried to open the door. But as she reached out, Shen Yushu’s cold voice came through: “Assistant Sun, you’re off duty. You’ve worked hard these past two days. I’ll take it from here.”

Sun Xi awkwardly retracted her hand and immediately smiled in agreement. Tsk, forgot. Shen Yushu doesn’t allow anyone else to touch her treasure. When they arrived at the restaurant and saw Ye Xing coming out, a certain someone’s face was dark enough to summon a thunderstorm.

In the elevator, Ye Xing—who had slept the whole way—was dazed, thinking the person beside her was Ding Ling.

“Sister Ling, I think I’m almost home. Thanks for the ride. By the way, what time is class tomorrow?”

Class?

“I like being with Shen Xiaoqian and her friends. Do you know? They remind me of…”

Shen Yushu raised an eyebrow, waiting for the rest. “Remind you of what?”

Ye Xing pursed her red lips and shook her head like a rattle. “Shhh! Secret!”

Heh. Gone for two days and this woman already has secrets?

After entering the house, Shen Yushu sat her down at the entryway, swapped her heels for comfortable slippers, and brought her straight to the bathroom. She really didn’t like the smell of alcohol on her; it was too strong. She liked a clean cat.

If it weren’t for the business trip, Shen Yushu wouldn’t have known how much she missed Ye Xing’s pheromones. That sweet milky scent felt like it had been marked into her very blood, making her crave the smell every waking moment.

Ye Xing was quickly undressed and sat in the tub. She rubbed the water from her face with her small hands. Perhaps being in this position triggered certain memories; her shimmering eyes regained some clarity, though her consciousness remained hazy.

“No makeup brushes… and no bells…”

Hearing this, Shen Yushu paused while taking off her watch. She looked back at the snowy-white figure in the tub, a light smile curling her lips, softening the coldness on her face. However, her mood still wasn’t great. She rolled up her sleeves, exposing her slender forearms, and began to wash away the scents that didn’t belong to the girl.

After a while, the person in the tub leaned her arms against the edge, looking like a mermaid emerged from the deep, bewitchingly beautiful.

“Want… this.” Ye Xing’s pale finger tapped her own rouge-colored lips.

Seeing this, Shen Yushu couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. The jealousy from seeing her with other Omegas vanished instantly. “Alright, let’s get the little cat clean first.”

Ye Xing shook her head, her nose letting out a whimper. “No… I want to hear you say you like me from right here.”

Shen Yushu’s hands froze. The bathroom went silent for a moment. A second later, the sound of water resumed. Shen Yushu stroked the girl’s delicate skin, a tender ripple appearing in her light brown eyes.

“You dummy, I’m already serving you like this, aren’t I—”

Because Ye Xing had been drinking, Shen Yushu didn’t let her soak for long. She wrapped her in a robe and carried her to the bed. By the time Shen Yushu finished her own shower and returned, a certain someone was already fast asleep, lost in a dream.

She shook her head with a helpless laugh. Shen Yushu walked to the bedside and took the pair of rings she had bought at the auction out of the drawer.

“Blue Dream”—Shen Yushu still remembered her first time with Ye Xing on Zhou Island vividly. Waking up the next morning with the blue sea outside and Ye Xing by her pillow had felt like a dream.

Feeling the girl’s actual softness in her arms now, Shen Yushu took out one ring and gently pushed it onto the base of Ye Xing’s left middle finger, holding her hand to admire it for a moment.

“A perfect fit.”

The person on the bed didn’t react at all. Shen Yushu felt a surge of resentment, her fingertips occasionally stroking the girl’s smooth, delicate face. Perhaps the intermittent itching disturbed her sleep, because Ye Xing’s lashes trembled.

The alcohol had mostly worn off. Ye Xing opened her bleary eyes and saw Shen Yushu’s face—one she never grew tired of looking at. As scattered memories pieced themselves together, Ye Xing instinctively tried to get out of the embrace, but a certain someone’s grip on her waist tightened.

Shen Yushu’s red lips moved slightly. “What? Did something guilty while I was away?”

Ye Xing was frustrated. Never mind Shen Yushu’s sudden return—she had been stripped naked and pinned to her bed! “Shen Yushu, let me go first. I need to put some clothes on.”

It wasn’t that Ye Xing didn’t want to be intimate; it was because she remembered the doctor’s words. Abstinence! Abstinence! Abstinence! For the sake of her healthy hormone levels for tomorrow’s checkup, she had to enforce it tonight no matter what.

Seeing the person who just woke up pushing her away, Shen Yushu’s expression turned cold. “Wearing them just to take them off. Too much trouble.”

Ye Xing knew she couldn’t outmatch Shen Yushu. People are ranked, and so are Alphas. Whether in strength or pheromones, Shen Yushu was far stronger; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been “suppressed” into an imbalance.

Pervert.

Left with no choice, Ye Xing spoke the truth: “No, Shen Yushu. Not tonight. I have a checkup tomorrow; the doctor told me to stay abstinent.”

Shen Yushu’s expression softened slightly. “Is the rut still not over?”

“It’s over.”

“Then what are you checking?”

“Endocrine imbalance.”

“Mm. Two days without doing it, no wonder it’s disordered.”

Ye Xing grabbed a restless hand. “The doctor said no. I don’t want to turn into an Omega.”

Omega?

Ye Xing took the opportunity while Shen Yushu was processing this to tell her the actual results of the follow-up, hoping she would hold back.

But before she could even catch her breath, Shen Yushu suddenly rolled over, looming over the snowy-white figure. She gave a light laugh. “Don’t worry, I’ll tune you back tonight.”

Shen Yushu swept her hair back, exposing her own tender glands. She brought them to Ye Xing’s lips. “Bite me.”

Despite what she said, Ye Xing’s body was honest. Her burning glands and itching teeth told her exactly how enticing Shen Yushu was. Seeing no reaction for a moment, Shen Yushu felt a flash of panic. Could this woman have lost interest in me the second the rut ended?

She couldn’t bear to think about it. Amidst the hazy desire, a powerful surge of possessiveness took over. Shen Yushu turned back, her long hair falling, and she licked her red lips. Her slender fingers lightly pinched Ye Xing’s chin.

She kissed her directly. The possessive kiss caught Ye Xing off guard, but she soon found herself losing her mind to the passion. She felt her lip being bitten. She let out a small whimper of pain.

Shen Yushu regained a bit of logic. Her kisses became gentle, her tongue licking Ye Xing’s swollen lip. Her voice was husky and sexy: “I haven’t heard your voice in so long. Let’s not shake the bells tonight, okay?”

Ye Xing’s eyes filled with a thin mist of water. Her red lips moved, but before she could say a word, they were blocked again. Then, Shen Yushu gently swept aside her dark hair. Seeing the glands, a smile slid into her eyes.

She bit down without hesitation—