The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 78

Chapter 78:

Yan Qinghe let the fragrance rush in, her eyelids slightly closed. Was her senior going to take the initiative to kiss her?

Her heart pounded, accelerating.
In an instant, the maglev train let out a long roar and sped away. The light once again enveloped them.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then silently let go of her, without a sound.

Yan Qinghe was a little disappointed. The expected kiss had not arrived as promised. Mu Sixue sat upright in her seat again. Everything just now was like a short and beautiful dream.

Both of them were a little shy. Mu Sixue looked out the window. In a public place, in a brief, dark tunnel, two hearts had collided, and four lips had almost touched.

And they had almost been discovered by the people in the seats in front of, behind, and next to them.

On the TV news in the car, John’s face appeared on the screen. Yan Qinghe touched Mu Sixue’s arm. “Senior, look, isn’t that Senior John?”

A reporter congratulated him at the awards ceremony, “Congratulations to the young director John for his opera ‘Dickinson,’ which has been recognized by the International Theatre Competition Center and has won the Lion Award.”

John held the trophy and raised it above his head. “This is not my award alone. I also want to thank my junior and senior at UE, the two female leads of this drama, Summer Yan and Cherish Mu. It was their exquisite performance that added a wonderful color to this drama.”

The moment he finished speaking, the camera switched to the large screen in the hall. In a medieval western town manor, Mu Sixue, as Su, appeared in a western-style vintage long dress. She lifted her skirt, her smile elegant, and invited Yan Qinghe, as Dickinson, to a dance.

At first, there was a gasp in the carriage. Gradually, the eyes of the people in the front and back seats on Yan Qinghe and Mu Sixue grew brighter, comparing them to the two on the TV.

Weren’t the two people on the screen, who were even more dazzling than stars, sitting right beside them?

Like finding money on the ground, a series of amazed clicks of the tongue sounded.

“Excuse me, are you the main actors of ‘Dickinson’?” a commuting reporter, off duty, seized the opportunity to get a firsthand story.

More and more people gathered around.

Yan Qinghe stood up. “I’m sorry, we’re not accepting interviews.”

The crowd, like a swarm of bees, flew over, buzzing in their ears.

It just so happened that they had reached the stop to get off at Mu Sixue’s house. Yan Qinghe took Mu Sixue’s hand, half-embraced her, and, without a word, opened a path through the crowd.

“Excuse me, everyone, please make way.”

Shaking off the persistent reporter, they ran hand in hand on the small path and stopped at Mu Sixue’s door.

It was already deep winter. Both of them were slightly sweaty. Mu Sixue had been running for a long time and was a little tired. Yan Qinghe, on the other hand, was not even out of breath, as if she had just taken a walk.

Her hair was a little messy from the biting cold wind, and a strand of hair was playfully sticking up on the crown of her head.

Mu Sixue smiled gently, just thinking she was cute. She gently caressed the ends of her hair. “Aren’t you tired at all?”

Yan Qinghe shook her head. With Mu Sixue, even the most boring things were infinitely interesting.

She found that her stamina seemed to be better than Mu Sixue’s.

She had heard from John before that the opera was going to be submitted to the International Theatre Center for an award, but she had never thought that it would actually win.

The Lion Award was the highest opera film award, and so far, no domestic actor had ever won it. Yan Qinghe had no interest in the entertainment industry, but she had unintentionally planted a willow tree that had grown into a shade. A guest appearance, an opera she had participated in at a friend’s invitation, had both unexpectedly achieved good results.

Mu Sixue: “Do you want to come up and sit for a while?”

She, who had come from the Yan Corporation, had left the warm environment. She was wearing a light brown vintage coat and straight-leg suit pants, which made her waist look slender and her legs long, her figure graceful.

Yan Qinghe pursed her lips shyly. Mu Sixue tucked her hair back, as if she were asking her casually.

She nodded heavily. Realizing that Mu Sixue couldn’t see, she squeezed her hand and said with a soft laugh, “Please lead the way, Senior.”

She was clearly familiar with Mu Sixue’s house. Besides not having slept a whole night in Mu Sixue’s bedroom, she had been everywhere. But she had deliberately said this.

Mu Sixue gave her a reproachful look. So serious, so good at putting on a front. She suspected that Yan Qinghe was a little mischievous in her bones.

She took Yan Qinghe’s hand, and the well-behaved alpha followed behind her, step by step, as if she were a newcomer.

The lights were not on, and the house was a little dim.

Mu Sixue had wanted to let Yan Qinghe wait for her in the living room while she went up to change, but Yan Qinghe was holding her hand very tightly, not letting go at all.

Like a child who had just entered a dark place, very shy.

“I need to change.”

Mu Sixue said in a low voice. Yan Qinghe let out a “mm” and turned her back to Mu Sixue.

Mu Sixue took off her coat and hung it on a rack. She took off her hairpin, and a waterfall of dark silk cascaded down her back, over her cream-colored high-neck sweater.

“I’m done.”

Before she could finish, the scent of calamansi, accompanied by a solid embrace, instantly invaded her.

The warmth of the sweater, the fluffy winter scent, was Mu Sixue’s body fragrance. Yan Qinghe took a light breath and said softly, “On the maglev train, was Senior trying to do something to me?”

She pressed her face against Mu Sixue’s. The woman’s face was a little cold, so she took out the hand that was behind her back and, as if holding a treasure, tried to warm her girlfriend.

Mu Sixue was held in her arms. The alpha’s embrace was warmer than she had imagined.

But her mouth said coldly, “Nothing.”

Yan Qinghe let out an “oh.” “Then can I do that unfinished thing to Sixue?”

Mu Sixue blinked, innocent and uncomprehending. Yan Qinghe lowered her eyes. In the dark night, her pale white skin and that seductive lip were like a red rose at dusk, inviting to be picked.

In the car, she had closed her eyes, waiting for Mu Sixue’s kiss, but it had not come. This time, she would take the initiative.

Mu Sixue’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She was held in the alpha’s warm hands. Qinghe was very tall. When she lowered her head, she could see her long eyelashes and beautiful features.

And those affectionate phoenix eyes, neither narrow nor round, were just right, full of spirit. Even when looking at a table or a rag, they gave her the illusion of deep affection.

But at this moment, her eyes were half-closed, her lips trembling, and she wanted to kiss her seriously and naively.

They had kissed so many times, but this was the first time after they had become a couple. With a secret expectation, Mu Sixue lightly parted her red lips…

“Sister, are you at home or in the bedroom?”

“Can I come in? I just got home. I brought you some delicious food.”

Mu Sichen’s voice came from outside the door at the right time.

Mu Sixue had no choice but to break free from Yan Qinghe’s embrace. “I’m sorry, my sister is back.”

“Can I go out and see her?” She might as well admit in front of Mu Sichen that she and her sister were together.

“It’s not the right time yet,” Mu Sixue said with a little apology, pinching her tiger’s mouth. “I’ll distract Sichen later. Can you go out through the side door?”

The side door? Yan Qinghe sighed lightly and smiled bitterly. “Why do I feel like we’re having an affair, or doing some underground activity?”

Was she that unpresentable?

Mu Sixue felt the alpha’s dissatisfaction and had no choice but to kiss her on the left cheek. A soft smack sounded in the empty room.

Mu Sixue heard the sound she had made and blushed a little. She pinched her earlobe and coaxed, “Mm~ is that okay?”

“Not enough,” Yan Qinghe said, pointing to her right cheek, looking at Mu Sixue with shining eyes.

The woman was helpless, but she still indulgently planted a symmetrical kiss on the spot she had pointed to.

“Still not enough,” Yan Qinghe said, pouting, her intention clear.

Mu Sichen’s footsteps were getting closer, and the sound of the doorknob turning was right by her ear.

Mu Sixue’s heart skipped a beat. Her fingertips traced Yan Qinghe’s ear, caressing it, her voice soft. “Be good. I’ll make it up to you next time, okay?”

Hearing the words “make it up,” Yan Qinghe’s eyes lit up. Although she was reluctant, it was too late. Yan Qinghe thought, I’m not going to hide under the bed, am I? Mu Sixue opened the large wardrobe and pushed the tall alpha inside.

Yan Qinghe was even more frustrated.

She could only watch as Mu Sichen pulled Mu Sixue, “Sister, come…” and so on. After a while, Mu Sixue sent a text, “You can go now.”

What a heartless thing to say. Yan Qinghe snorted inwardly. She and her sister were so close.

***

Mu Sixue took the food and, after eating with Mu Sichen, went to the large washroom downstairs. After a bath, she changed into a white bathrobe and dried her hair.

The person on her phone hadn’t replied. It was just sitting there quietly.

Was she angry?

Mu Sixue leaned back on the sofa chair, her long legs crossed, and took a sip of the steaming white tea. After a while, there was still no reply.

She was a little dazed and searched, “My girlfriend seems to be angry. How should I coax her?”

The methods were varied and numerous.

From the related links, she chose the one that said, “My alpha girlfriend is angry. What should I do?”

The more she read, the more uncomfortable Mu Sixue became. Was it really effective?

She was stunned for a moment, stood up, and ran a hand through her hair. Having made up her mind, she went to the spare wardrobe. This was where she kept her spare clothes. She remembered that a certain someone had stayed at her place last time and seemed to have left a piece of clothing.

She took the piece of clothing, went to the bedroom, and turned on the soft bedside lamp, facing the dressing mirror. She took off her bathrobe, revealing her flawless skin like a peeled bamboo shoot. As she was about to button the top two buttons, she let go.

Her delicate and deep collarbones, her long neck, were captured on her phone. Mu Sixue pursed her lips and chose a picture with good lighting.

After a moment’s hesitation, she still sent it to a certain someone.

The text message ringtone rang in her room.

Had Summer forgotten to take her phone with her? Or had she left it in the wardrobe?

Mu Sixue walked towards the inner room. Suddenly, she smelled the scent of calamansi and lime.

She let out a gasp and was pulled into a warm embrace by a pair of mischievous hands. Yan Qinghe’s voice was pleasant, but with a hint of a gloomy tone.

“Senior, wearing my clothes, who are you taking pictures for?”

She was asking the obvious. Mu Sixue blushed for a moment. “Why haven’t you left yet?”

Her voice was cold. Being pulled into the wardrobe by this person, had she seen the whole process of her changing?

And she had deliberately taken a picture to send to her… had she also seen that?

Mu Sixue felt an inexplicable sense of shame. She almost tripped on her clothes and fell deeper into her embrace. In the darkness, Yan Qinghe caught her, and their two bodies were pressed together.

Her hand accidentally touched a long, smooth leg. She suddenly realized that Mu Sixue was not wearing pants, just a white shirt that hung down to her small underwear.

In the narrow but spacious enough for two people, Yan Qinghe’s breath hitched, and her voice was a little hoarse. “Senior, you said you would make it up to me. Can you fulfill your promise now?”