Chapter 34: The Fool Who Abandons Her Wife and Child in the Apocalypse (Part 4)

Mama had always been so cold.

Wen Zhao’s gaze lightly fell on the petri dish on the lab table. Throw it away? How could she throw away such a cute Ke Mama?

Wen Zhao clasped her plump, short fingers together, forming a small triangular frame. She peered through it at Wen Su. “Don’t throw it away. My heat period is coming. Let Ke Mama help me.”

Wen Su adjusted her black-framed glasses. “Do whatever you want.”

Wen Zhao’s little face broke into a huge smile. “Mama is so good.” In a certain sense, Mama was truly good to her.

It was probably because she was the only successful experiment Mama had created using her own genes.

Wen Su placed the crystal nucleus on the lab table, slipped on her gloves, and said softly, “You can go back now.” Would a snake be tempted by a cat? This was the second time Wen Zhao had brought it up.

Wen Su pondered in her mind.

Wen Zhao had been created by her using her own genes seven years ago. She had started out with an adult body type, but later Wen Su injected other things into her. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhao directly turned into a snake, and when she transformed back from snake to human, she became a baby.

Fortunately, the knowledge implanted in Wen Zhao’s mind hadn’t disappeared.

As her research deepened, she discovered that Wen Zhao had completely inherited the traits of a snake. Like ordinary snakes, she had a heat period. It had appeared in the first year, but Wen Zhao’s desires were faint, and she controlled herself with drugs. This continued for the following years until now.

This was the first time Wen Zhao had expressed a desire to her for another person.

Wen Su lowered her long lashes and murmured, “Have you grown up?”

Nightfall slowly descended.

Wen Su returned home around seven, when the sky had completely darkened.

She changed out of her white coat and put on ordinary long cotton clothes. The cotton clothes looked very dirty and worn on the outside, but in the end times, for an ordinary person, such attire was already top-notch.

If she wore something better, Shen Ke would definitely pester her with questions, which was a bit annoying.

Wen Su thought faintly. Ah, tonight was the last day of Shen Ke’s heat period. She still had to watch Shen Ke’s performance.

Maybe she should add some hints. Watching the same scenes for three years had grown a bit tiresome.

Have Shen Ke use her own hands, or ride the edge of the table. Hmm, that could be worth trying. These were things she’d heard others talk about before. She wondered what it would be like to see it with her own eyes.

It should be more interesting than watching Shen Ke spread her legs and climax alone.

Wen Su gripped the door handle. Her plain face held a gentle expression, her long hair loosely tied back. Her entire demeanor was clean and calm. No one knew what was going through her mind.

Shen Ke was an extremely beautiful woman with a perfect figure—perky twin peaks, slim waist, long legs. Her body had no obvious body hair, not even down there. It was clean, fragrant, and soft.

Wen Su had always known that, to be honest, Shen Ke in heat was very erotic.

But she probably liked men, so Wen Su had no desire for Shen Ke’s body.

The marriage seven years ago was only because she needed funds to keep the lab running. Whether the partner was male or female didn’t matter.

These thoughts flashed through her mind in mere seconds. Wen Su smiled. Had she reached that age too? Starting to think about these things.

She inserted the key into the lock and twisted gently. The iron door, speckled with rust, swung open.

“Ah, that damn Wen Su. Why are you back so late today!”

Accompanied by a petulant complaint, Wen Su was suddenly enveloped tightly in someone’s arms.

A sweet fragrance filled her nostrils. Wen Su’s expression blanked for a moment. She had been hugged by Shen Ke.

Her chest was pressed against something soft. Wen Su’s breathing hitched. This was the first time she and Shen Ke had been this close.

Shen Ke’s body was burning hot as she rubbed against Wen Su nonstop. Her tail and ears had even emerged.

“Wen Su, hurry and carry me back to the room.” Her exhaled breath was scorching.

Wen Su noticed a gaze from the sofa. It came from little Wen Zhao.

Tiny Wen Zhao hugged a patched-up doll and watched them with a beaming smile.

Shen Ke only felt unbearably itchy. It was probably because it hadn’t reached the end last time—her heat had come early.

And Wen Su had returned late today too. She paced restlessly at the door, but the door never opened.

So now she was like this, too desperate to care about the child in the room.

“Wen Su, give it to me quick.”

Wen Su’s body was cool and could effectively relieve the heat.

Shen Ke’s tail had already coiled around Wen Su’s wrist, the meaning obvious.

Wen Su pressed down on Shen Ke’s shoulders and pushed her away. Her eyes darkened for a moment, and the next second, Shen Ke’s pupils dilated, losing focus.

Wen Su rubbed her temple, looking somewhat troubled. “What a hassle.”

Wen Zhao set down the doll and walked over. She looked up at Wen Su. “Mama, are you going to let Ke Mama stay here?”

Wen Su sighed and helped up Shen Ke’s limp body from the floor.

Shen Ke’s body was lighter than expected. Wen Su carried her to the sofa, but as she prepared to leave, she found Shen Ke’s tail still tightly wrapped around her.

“Mm, Wen Su, add one more finger.”

Wen Su could guess that Shen Ke’s illusion had already begun. She looked down at Shen Ke from above, her gaze cold.

Shen Ke couldn’t perceive Wen Su’s gaze. She was deeply immersed in the illusion.

“Bite the hem of your clothes yourself and pinch it with your fingers.”

“That’s good. Now move for me to see.”

Shen Ke let out a mmph. She didn’t know why this time Wen Su wanted her against the table edge.

But Wen Su had said that if she didn’t, there would be no sex.

She wanted Wen Su’s cool body.

The changes in the illusion fully reflected on Shen Ke’s real body.

Wen Su’s gaze fell on the spot Shen Ke was pinching with her fingers.

Pink, round, not big.

“Mama, what are you doing?”

Wen Zhao’s voice made Wen Su’s breathing pause. She realized her hand had somehow covered it.

She slowly withdrew her hand. Wen Su frowned, not understanding why her hand had touched it.

Her fingers contracted uncontrollably, as if savoring the earlier sensation.

Wen Su exhaled. Shen Ke’s words filled with seductive charm still echoed in her ears.

“The table edge is so hard. It’s not comfortable. I-I don’t want to do it anymore.”

Wen Su looked over and saw that the spot she’d just touched was covered in obvious bite marks and teeth prints.

Especially around the pink area—it looked like it had been bitten hard, swollen.

Wen Su didn’t notice how unpleasant her expression had become. She turned her gaze to Wen Zhao, her voice low. “Did you do this?”

Wen Zhao flashed a sweet, adorable smile. “Mama, I’m only seven. Isn’t it normal to want some milk? You even promised to let Ke Mama help me during my heat period.”

Wen Zhao’s words inexplicably filled her with irritation. Wen Su said softly, “Wen Zhao, it seems you’ve really grown up.”

Wen Zhao leaned on the sofa edge, propping her chin, using her tiny fingers to wipe sweat and tears from Shen Ke’s face. “Isn’t this good? In the future, Mama won’t need to waste supernatural ability anymore.”

“Or does Mama really like watching Ke Mama like this?”

“Face red, legs spread, seeming to invite anyone to take her.”

Wen Su let her hands hang at her sides. “Wen Zhao, are you testing me?”

Wen Zhao pouted aggrievedly. “How could Mama think that?”

She pressed her head against Shen Ke’s chest and revealed a happy smile. “I was just saying it casually.”

“Mama couldn’t possibly like Ke Mama. If she did, she’d have taken Ke Mama long ago.”

“Ke Mama’s insides are probably shaped like Mama’s fingers by now.”

“Oops, I said something pretty lewd.” Wen Zhao’s expression was innocent and childlike, but it carried an inexplicable sickly vibe. Her seven-year-old appearance clashed severely with her words and actions.

Wen Su smiled. “Xiao Zhao, I’ve suddenly taken an interest.”

Wen Zhao’s expression stiffened for a moment. She had said the wrong thing.

Wen Su picked up Shen Ke from the sofa, turned her face sideways to look at Wen Zhao, her expression calm. “Maybe I can give it a try.” With that, she carried Shen Ke into the bedroom.

Wen Zhao, left on the sofa, narrowed her eyes. “I’m feeling a bit unhappy.” But she couldn’t go in now—the look Mama had given her before leaving was very cold.

In the bedroom, Shen Ke was placed on the bed.

Wen Su didn’t make a move. Instead, she took a notebook from the drawer and jotted down notes.

—Cats have a strong sexual attraction to snakes (confirmed)

—Can heteromorphs and artificial humans combine to get pregnant? (To be tested)

—Can crystal nuclei be absorbed? (To be tested)

…

Wen Su closed the notebook. She wouldn’t be mistaken—Wen Zhao’s words just now had carried heavy provocation.

She clearly hadn’t implanted emotions.

Wen Su came to the bedside and gently picked up a strand of Shen Ke’s hair. “You’re more alluring than I expected. Is it because you’ve matured?” Even she had nearly succumbed for a moment.

Shen Ke was already affecting her. Should she let these feelings grow or stop them?

Maybe she should try it with Shen Ke once. Once she had it, she wouldn’t crave it anymore. But how did one do it with a woman?

She spent all year in the lab, with pitifully little sexual knowledge.

Wen Su released Shen Ke’s long hair. Her fingers moved to Shen Ke’s neck, her gaze falling on the mottled red marks there. Wen Su scraped Shen Ke’s throat with her finger. “Last time using mental control.” Next time would be the real thing. Shen Ke might be delighted.

Shen Ke’s heat period ended. After washing up in the morning, she came to the living room and saw the leftovers from last night on the table. She yawned. “Wen Zhao, you and Su Mama didn’t eat last night?”

Wen Zhao was currently mending Shen Ke’s torn clothes. She looked up. “We ate a little.”

Shen Ke had no appetite for the leftovers. She patted Wen Zhao’s head. “You eat all of it. Don’t waste it.” Even though it was her leftovers from last night, it was still edible. She felt she was already very good to this mother-daughter pair.

Wen Zhao nodded obediently and, as usual, watched Shen Ke leave without looking back.

She set down what was in her hands and laughed out loud. “Good thing there’s no Mama scent.” Otherwise, she might have done something bad.