The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 24

Chapter 24

The sound of the wind, the rain, and the thunder could not compare to Mu Sixue’s call.

Yan Qinghe’s heart was like a tightly wound chain. Relying on her spatial memory, she took a step forward. The bathroom door was unlocked. She turned the handle, and a fresh fragrance rushed to meet her, like the tinkling of a clear mountain spring, or the scent of a white lotus on a mountaintop.

Mu Sixue was in the inner room. Her voice, like a wisp of smoke, drifted to her ear. “Summer, are you in?”

Yan Qinghe: “Mm, Senior. Are you okay?”

Her eyes had adjusted somewhat to the darkness. Was her senior reaching out to her? Her senior must have fallen and was sitting on the floor, weak and helpless, needing her.

She instinctively raised her arm, moved forward carefully, and keenly grasped the other’s wrist.

But the wrist gently struggled free. Yan Qinghe’s heart skipped a beat. Had she hurt her senior?

She changed her posture, found her fingers, and, in the darkness, intertwined them with hers.

Mu Sixue’s fingers were delicate and smooth. The sensation of their fingers interlaced made her momentarily stunned. Unspeakable memories spread out from the sea of the past.

Mu Sixue’s thumb seemed to inadvertently brush against the side of her finger, then just as inadvertently slipped away. A sense of loss filled Yan Qinghe’s heart, and an indescribable pain was transmitted along with it, as if heaven were mocking her past expectations.

This pain lasted for less than two seconds. Mu Sixue’s fingers changed direction, and their five fingertips pressed against each other, fitting together like a mortise and tenon.

“Summer, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” Mu Sixue said, her eyes light in the darkness, looking up at her, quiet and silent.

Yes, it was thundering, and it was dark. Mu Sixue was waiting for her. But these words, in this context, felt so full of meaning. Yan Qinghe told herself she was overthinking.

She cleared her throat, her eyes returning to their clarity. She took a breath and replied softly, “Senior, I’ve kept you waiting.”

Their hands joined, and she pulled Mu Sixue up. The expected light embrace didn’t happen. She had used too much force, and Mu Sixue fell into her arms.

Like a bird returning to its nest, like a swallow returning to the forest. Eight words popped into Yan Qinghe’s mind at this inappropriate moment.

Can a beta’s body be this soft? A slender waist that couldn’t be held. Huh? Why was the bathrobe wet? Yan Qinghe squeezed it and confirmed again that she could really wring water out of it.

A soft moan, ambiguous in the dark of night, as faint as a mosquito’s hum, seductive to the very bone.

Only then did Yan Qinghe realize her hand was on the small of her back, a place that was said to be very sensitive for some people.

She quickly let go of the other and stumbled backward. “I’m sorry, Senior. I didn’t mean to.”

With a splash, her feet were blocked by the wall of the bathtub. She stumbled and felt herself sink into warm water. Then, with a soft cry, a soft body also fell on top of her.

Mu Sixue felt a breeze swirl past her waist. The belt of her bathrobe had been pulled into the bathtub along with Yan Qinghe… She had also fallen into the water. Fortunately, Yan Qinghe had become a cushion.

Unfortunately, she had subconsciously put her hand down to support herself, but she didn’t know what she had pressed. She only heard Yan Qinghe let out a cry of pain, so painful that she was about to cry.

“I’m sorry, Summer. I didn’t mean to.” Mu Sixue’s apology was exactly the same as hers, but it was more sincere, because in the next moment, she gently kneaded it. “Does it hurt? Where did I touch?”

“Senior…” Yan Qinghe’s lips trembled, unable to form a sentence. For the second time in her life, she had been touched by someone other than Ji Qianqian, but this was the first time it had hurt.

Does Senior really not understand? The pain was gone quickly, but it was obviously a bit embarrassing. To be… by someone other than Ji Qianqian…

Wait, doesn’t she only have feelings for Qianqian? Indeed, her pheromones only reacted to Ji Qianqian.

For the first time, she realized that her body could be so easily aroused by someone other than Ji Qianqian. This realization made her feel embarrassed and self-reproachful.

Could it be that her body… had become so wanton after being abstinent for so long?

Although it was just a touch, just a squeeze, it felt like a perfunctory and polite concern, because Mu Sixue quickly fell silent, as if she had also realized something.

Mu Sixue felt the change in the texture under her hand. Her whole body froze, as if it had been sealed in ice. She must be having a hallucination from a more severe fever, right?

The two of them became two quails, both turning their faces away. The heat in the bathroom dissipated, and both of their faces were a little red.

It was quiet for a moment, with only the sound of the rain tapping against the window. Pat, pat, pat…

This terrible sound. Yan Qinghe began to pray that the power wouldn’t come back on at this moment. She coughed lightly and thought to herself, Thank you, Senior, for almost curing my aquaphobia, but now I have social anxiety.

After Mu Sixue’s bathrobe belt was pulled off, she bit her lip and pulled the robe together in the middle. When she let go, a gap opened up, revealing everything. She had no choice but to cross her arms and hold herself tight, getting up from the water with a splash.

“I’ll go get some dry clothes.” Mu Sixue’s steps were a bit unsteady. It was only when she stood up that she realized she had twisted her ankle when she got into the bathtub. It hurt when she walked.

Yan Qinghe quickly got up. She wanted to hold her shoulder but was afraid of touching a place she shouldn’t. She withdrew her trembling hand. “Senior, I’ll go.”

Mu Sixue sighed lightly. “Do you know where the clothes are?” Her clothes were stored with great care, sorted by season and style in a large wardrobe.

Yan Qinghe obviously didn’t know. Just as she lowered her head, a pair of gentle hands rested on her shoulders. Mu Sixue bit her lip, her voice sounding calm, like an awkward command. “Carry me down.”

She turned her face to the side, a little embarrassed. “I twisted my ankle.”

Yan Qinghe immediately felt guilty. She was probably the culprit again. It wasn’t the first time she had carried Mu Sixue, so she was very familiar with it. One arm around her waist, one under her bottom. Dripping water, from the first step they took out of the bathtub, trailed a path to the bedroom.

Mu Sixue felt very dizzy. Through Yan Qinghe’s thin t-shirt, she could feel the heat of her body, the same as the hot touch on her hand just now.

She wanted to hide her head but found that she had buried it in Yan Qinghe’s deep collarbone. The pleasant scent of Calamansi Lime lingered by her nose.

…

Finally, she found some dry clothes that fit. The power was still out. Mu Sixue found two bath towels. “Let’s just change here.”

The two of them were on opposite sides of the bed. It was pitch black, and the darkness calmed their minds. The recent interlude seemed like a dream. The rain gradually subsided, and the pattering sound became like an accompaniment to them changing clothes.

Holding the dry bath towel, listening to the rain, Yan Qinghe’s heart relaxed a little. She took off her t-shirt and trousers. From the other side came a rustling sound. Her senior must be taking off her clothes too.

Today had been too exhausting. She couldn’t take any more surprises or social anxiety, Yan Qinghe thought.

But heaven did not grant her wish. Just as the thought arose, with a ding, “Dear master, the circuit has been cleared. The electronic butler will now turn on—all lighting settings for you. May your world be bright as new, and may you have a good night’s dream.”

Instantly, the bedroom, kitchen, living room, bathroom, balcony… all the chandeliers, night lights, and corridor lights came back on, as bright as day, revealing everything.

Yan Qinghe stiffly, subconsciously turned her neck. In the midst of their even more naked state, she and the equally naked Mu Sixue met each other’s eyes.