Chapter 65

It was her first time doing something like this, so her movements were inevitably clumsy at the start.

Lin Xu’s desperate hunger, to the point of flooding wet, truly opened Shu Qingyou’s eyes.

Yet Lin Xu somehow found the strength, her arms wrapping around Shu Qingyou like vines, holding her tight.

There was no escaping, and in a way, Shu Qingyou reached the same mindset of letting go and self-abandonment.

Aside from Lin Xu’s blunt declarations of love, Shu Qingyou was forced to press against her gland, choosing to keep her mouth shut and act with her hands.

Driven by pheromones, she could go into heat anytime, anywhere, like an animal. Shu Qingyou tried her best to clear her thoughts.

“Faster?”

Lin Xu kept inhaling the rich fragrance from Shu Qingyou’s hair, mumbling, “Yes, just like this. Being possessed by you makes me so happy.”

She had hundreds of experiences, but none from the bottom. Shu Qingyou had no words for it and successfully let Lin Xu shift the argument’s focus to sex.

Shu Qingyou wanted to suggest they move to the bed—the bathroom door was broken and wide open. Although Rongrong had curled into a ball in fear and wasn’t paying attention to them anymore…

“Don’t dawdle. Just think of it as sweet revenge.” Lin Xu pressed down on the back of her head, her lips brushing the gland. She let out a comfortable hum.

“Bite me until my skin splits open. I promise I won’t cry out in pain.”

She was shameless, despicable, repaying with her body. If she could seduce her way back in, it was a win.

Shu Qingyou hesitated, parting her lips slightly. Lin Xu felt the texture of those lips and grew more urgent than anyone.

“Bite me all you want, baby.”

Like being forced onto the stage, Shu Qingyou bared her sharp teeth and bit down.

Lin Xu shuddered violently as the Omega’s pheromones spread, sweet and cloying.

By rights, an Alpha couldn’t be marked, but she desperately wanted Shu Qingyou to mark her.

Just like how she had marked Shu Qingyou back then—unless the mark was washed off, they would be entangled forever.

At first, it was a mix of cold pain, but once she adjusted, it felt warm and toasty, like roasting an orange over a fire until its fragrance bloomed.

Lin Xu wouldn’t let her pull away, holding her tight and babbling nonsense in her ear. “So good, baby. Your pheromones are amazing.”

No need for that—in that instant, Shu Qingyou considered dragging Lin Xu for a psych evaluation. One moment she was wielding a kitchen knife at the door, the next she was collapsing together with her.

It wasn’t normal behavior at all, more like completing some kind of mission.

Lin Xu was burning up, feverish. She shifted her body patiently, her peach-blossom eyes glued to the Omega’s alluring lips.

“You’re doing great, it’s just… my butt’s getting sore from the tiles.”

“…”

“That’s why I said, let’s go to the bed.”

“No! I want it right here—it’s cooler!”

Shu Qingyou grabbed at the skin pressed against the cold tiles. “It won’t freeze you to death…”

Lin Xu’s pupils burned with desire, her eyes like flames. She leaned forward, capturing Shu Qingyou’s lips in a pressing kiss.

As they kissed, she murmured, “Freezing me to death would be best. That way, every time you think of me, you can remember how you fucked me to death!”

She wouldn’t die like that, Shu Qingyou thought. She wasn’t indestructible diamond; she couldn’t nail someone to death…

Shu Qingyou found it getting smoother and smoother.

The pheromones soaked the floor as Lin Xu clung to her like a fish desperate for water.

She had to admit, Lin Xu was pretty Omega-like in moments like this… soft as water.

Suddenly, Shu Qingyou understood the pleasure of being on top.

Her ear tips burned and tingled. She couldn’t help saying, “Can’t you use civilized language?”

Lin Xu was about to retort—Would you not do it if I spoke politely and acted proper?

But then she softened, yielding to her Omega. Lin Xu gave a charming smile. “Baby, I want to die in your hands.”

It went beyond that. Shu Qingyou lowered her gaze, burying herself in the softness, taking the role of the dominant top for once.

An hour and a half later, she lay on the bed staring at the blinding white ceiling.

She had gotten her wish, enjoying the titjob’s pleasure, but guilt overwhelmed her. How had she fallen this far, rolling around with Lin Xu again?

She propped herself up, scanning Lin Xu. Her body was covered in bruises—purple and blue marks from pinches and bites everywhere.

Shu Qingyou questioned her life choices.

Lin Xu keenly sensed her gaze and opened her eyes, her lips curving into a smile.

Like a devil tempting her: “A wise person once said, the meaning of life is to cast off all guilt and enjoy pleasure without the bitterness.”

What a twisted theory. Shu Qingyou’s eye twitched. “Never heard of it. Which wise person?”

“Me.”

Shu Qingyou rolled over and grabbed her robe. She needed to find a corner to calm down.

Lin Xu was quick, hugging her thigh. Backache, soreness, and cramps hit all at once. She pouted. “Where you go, I go.”

“I’m going to comfort Rongrong.”

After that day.

Their relationship grew subtly awkward, like a transparent wall between them.

Shu Qingyou went about her routine: busy with work, greeting Lin Xu with a smile, preparing breakfast for her, reminding her to be safe outside.

Waiting for her to come home for dinner.

If anything was off, it was the lack of physical contact—or more precisely, Shu Qingyou wouldn’t let her touch.

She dodged every time, keeping her distance. Lin Xu’s pride was hurt, and on the third day, she exploded at the dinner table. She slammed her chopsticks down and glared at Shu Qingyou. “We’re breaking up!”

Shu Qingyou paused. She’d just finalized the sale price with the realtor and listed the house. She set down her bowl, her pale fingers picking up the chopsticks Lin Xu had thrown.

She replaced them with a new pair and sat back down silently, taking small bites of rice without responding.

“I said we’re breaking up! Break-break-breaking up! Didn’t you hear me?!”

Shu Qingyou swallowed her rice slowly, turning her face to look at her. Those all-seeing eyes pierced through her. Lin Xu shrank back, stubborn. “Pretend I didn’t…”

“Have we ever dated?”

Lin Xu blinked, tears welling in her bright eyes. She accused, “You did that to me, how can you bully me like this? How can you deny it?”

The little human onlooker lost her appetite. Mommy said the big sister was Mommy too, but she couldn’t grasp her relationship with Lin Xu.

She simply treated Lin Xu as the playmate who fed her delicious little cakes.

Facing Lin Xu’s pitiful act, Shu Qingyou’s refined features showed no change. Coldly, she said, “Mm, I don’t want to take responsibility for you.”

Lin Xu instinctively grabbed her arm. “Really? You’re breaking up with me?”

“I said we never dated, so there’s no breaking up.”

“Then why’d you top me!”

Shu Qingyou had eaten her words. Lin Xu roared at her, tears dripping into her rice.

At that roar, Shu Qingyou furrowed her brows, rubbing her temples and pushing away her bowl. Her tone remained even. “You forced me.”

Lin Xu’s eyes widened, stammering incoherently. “I-I-I tried so many times, and you even…”

Her gland still remembered the sensation of fingers thrusting in, pheromones going wild.

She never imagined Shu Qingyou would play dirty too. Damn it, miscalculation—she’d lost both the lady and the troops.

Lin Xu’s finger trembled as she pointed at Shu Qingyou, at a loss for words. She slammed the table hard. “I… you… I’m going on a hunger strike!”

“Suit yourself.”

Lin Xu held onto that scrap of dignity. That evening, when Shu Qingyou knocked to bring her food, Lin Xu stared at her phone playing games, huffing as she reiterated her hunger strike.

Shu Qingyou waited a moment, then turned and put her portion in the fridge.

The next day, Shu Qingyou opened the fridge and stared speechlessly at the empty bowl.

It was the day to visit her mother’s grave. Dark clouds pressed over the city outside, damp moisture hanging in the air.

At the entryway, she slowly tied her shoelaces. A slender shadow loomed over her. Shu Qingyou looked up.

Lin Xu clutched her hem, awkwardly saying, “I’m not hunger striking anymore.”

Less than half a day, and the plan failed. Shu Qingyou replied coolly, “Mm, congratulations.”

She crouched back down, helping Rongrong with her shoes and socks, then picked her up and headed for the door.

Lin Xu stretched out her long arms, blocking the way. “Where you go, I go?”

Shu Qingyou met her eyes helplessly, giving her an icy glare. “I’m going to see my mother. What right do you have to come with me?”