The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 96

Chapter 96:

But she still felt sorry for her.

It is said that love for a person begins with feeling sorry for them.
…

Yan Qinghe’s handsome face was flushed.

Sob, sob, sob, her senior was so cruel. Her girlfriend was so bad, she knew how to treat her like this. Little did she know, Mu Sixue was taking revenge for a certain “arrow,” that time she had kindly come to help Yan Qinghe with her pheromone problem, but…

Even now, the feeling of shyness still slowly rose from her cheeks with a blush.

So, the initiative this time should be in her hands. After she let go, Yan Qinghe’s deer-like wet eyes, the tears had not yet formed a river.

“Senior, I’ll help you,” Yan Qinghe said, hurriedly trying to get up, but was pressed back down by Mu Sixue’s delicate, upturned finger.

…

A box slipped from her pocket. Mu Sixue had actually come prepared. The small square box, seven or eight of them neatly stacked. How confident was this person?

She had foolishly looked at the size first. After all, she had tried three times that night and had failed in the end.

Very good. She had invited her out on the weekend. They had clearly set up two tents in the wild, but she had matter-of-factly told her to stay in the other tent.

“Is Summer going to use it with someone else?” Mu Sixue rubbed the skin-tight texture with her fingertips and coldly threw it by Yan Qinghe’s ear.

“No, how could I?” Yan Qinghe defended herself, her voice soft and pitiful. “Sixue, I’m not just thinking of my own pleasure.”

“I just want you to be happy and to be safe.”

So thoughtful. Mu Sixue nodded. “Then I’ll sleep in the other tent. It’s safer that way.”

“Sister Xue!” Yan Qinghe’s hands and feet were in a mess. She was tied up and couldn’t move. She did a carp-like leap, her cheek rubbing against Mu Sixue’s calf, like a little puppy about to be abandoned by its owner. “Can you bear to leave me alone here?”

“What if there are wolves or tigers in the wild…” She couldn’t move at all.

“Will you just watch as the so cute, so loving Summer is swallowed by a wolf?”

Mu Sixue bent down and lifted her chin. Her red lips and white teeth, her picturesque features, what a beautiful and innocent alpha. She narrowed her eyes. “Then tonight, you’ll listen to me? Hmm?”

The end of her sentence was lazy and rising. She was the proudest queen, her chin lifted, revealing her long and fair neck, like a noble and elegant swan, about to occupy her own territory.

Even the alpha whose chin was lifted by her fingertips, with her beautiful face, was aroused by her, the scent of calamansi and lime pheromones.

Yan Qinghe answered crisply, “No problem.”

…

“Senior, I can’t move. Can you help me untie it?” she asked, her soft lips rubbing against the woman’s fingers in a pleasing way.

Her little thought of taking the initiative was exposed. The scent of a snow lotus and the scent of calamansi pheromones intertwined.

Mu Sixue’s fingertips were moist. She turned her face away, her eyelashes trembling slightly, until she heard that person’s pitiful request, like a startled and lost little deer, her eyes filled with a hazy desire, yet she was begging her so affectionately.

“Senior, can you help me put it on?”

This person was so scheming.

Yan Qinghe’s voice trembled slightly, and she was exceptionally excited. Her memory of the first time was a little blurry, but this time she was sober.

Mu Sixue’s red lips were slightly bitten, and the bite marks on her lower lip formed a moist ripple. She put on the size Yan Qinghe had chosen herself and struggled to put on the transparent raincoat.

Mu Sixue bent over, like a woman working in the fields. But how could a woman be so beautiful and delicious? So elegant and unattainable.

The moonlight was so bright, and a hazy light shone in. Yan Qinghe’s fingers moved to the automatic light in the tent.

“Don’t… turn it on,” Mu Sixue’s hair was a little messy, and the front end of the swallowing was always exceptionally unsmooth.

“Is it don’t, or is it turn it on?” Yan Qinghe’s breath was steady, but her smiling voice also had a comfortable “hmm” at the end.

Was her senior afraid of her shadow being seen? O on top of A, even if it was just a shadow. But in this quiet place, besides the crackling of the bonfire, the chirping of insects, and the wind blowing through the branches, besides them, who else was there?

Yan Qinghe shamelessly turned on the light. “Senior, I want to see you.” See how our little ones are intimately together.

The first time that day, she had been dizzy and had not seen her. She knew her thoughts were not pure, but for no reason, she just wanted to see Mu Sixue in the midst of that haze of desire.

When she got up, Mu Sixue let out a low cry and sat down directly.

Yan Qinghe: “Little Sixue is so tight.”

“Shut up.” Don’t even think of making her say anything about Little Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe snorted lightly. Mu Sixue’s beautiful face, like Little Sixue, had turned into a delicate flower beaten by the rain, with a drunken and intoxicating charm. She couldn’t help but want to reach the deepest part of Little Sixue.

Swaying and swaying, Little Qinghe played the strings, and the sound of a bell, a resonance that trembled to the depths of their souls, was heard by both of them as they rushed towards it.

**

The birds chirped, and a fragrant scent surrounded her. Beside her was the person she loved most. They had been together for a long, long time.

It was almost noon. Yan Qinghe was satisfied and helped Mu Sixue with her aftercare. She even helped her put on new clothes and carried her to the car. She held her red wrist and curved her eyebrows. In the end, her senior had still helped her untie it.

She found that she and Mu Sixue were incredibly compatible in every way, and their hearts and minds also grew closer.

Yan Qinghe patted her hot face. She should get used to it quickly and not blush anymore.

When she was cleaning up, the empty boxes, one by one, were like seven or eight little pitiful things that had been used up all night and had been ruthlessly discarded by their owner.

As Yan Qinghe was driving, she thought, was my performance last night okay? Would Mu Sixue like it? When the other’s reaction, in the end, seemed to be crying, her voice soft and her eyes red.

“Summer, no more, okay?”

At first, she could still use a question, but in the end, she was sobbing, her furrowed brows like a lotus flower stained with snow and frost, being beaten by a strong wind. The gurgling of water, the sound of patting—

Soft and boneless, cold and beautiful.

In the end, she hadn’t begged anymore, and even her expression was indifferent and cold. The spot where her sacrum had been pinched too many times, and the swollen red of that rose, was shocking to see when she was cleaning up.

Yan Qinghe licked her lips. She had truly been blinded by desire and obsession. Why did she become so unlike herself when she met Mu Sixue?

When would Mu Sixue also lose herself when she met her?

When she parked the car, she unbuckled Mu Sixue’s seatbelt and, with a little heartache, carried her in a princess hold. “Senior, can I take you to my place first?”

The woman let out a few “mm”s and, smelling the familiar calamansi and lime scent, she leaned against the source of the scent with a sense of security and laziness. In her sleep, she had shed her coolness and was like a gentle kitten leaning against its owner.

Yan Qinghe chuckled lightly. She helped Mu Sixue tidy her collar, covering the spring scenery. Her senior was most well-behaved at this time.

The king-size white bed sank slightly. The two of them lay on the bed. Yan Qinghe’s gaze was fixed on Mu Sixue’s face, and she controlled her breathing very carefully. She caressed Mu Sixue’s fingers, and Mu Sixue’s middle finger, which had a post-traumatic stress disorder.

She touched her finger with hers. It was said that the middle finger was the closest to the heart. When their fingers touched, it was as if their hearts, through the blood vessels of their middle fingers, had traveled into the river of their blood.

She was her most distant bloodline. They had already been reunited and connected in ancient times.

An incredible river of tenderness flowed in her heart. She couldn’t explain why she liked Mu Sixue so much.

Her feelings for Sixue had started with affection. And yesterday, their desires had met. They were so compatible, and even this was a hundred percent harmonious and perfect.

She had known for a long time that Mu Sixue’s there was very beautiful, but when she had really entered Little Sixue and had swam to the depths, she had found that it was more wonderful than she had imagined. She knew that it was shameful to think like this, but she couldn’t help but savor it for a long time.

What should she do? Mu Sixue had clearly given her such a wonderful night. In the daytime, she had a taste for it and wanted to experience it again.

Plus the time in her past life, she hadn’t experienced it for almost a dozen years… a dozen years. Speaking of which, her senior was very good at shaking, shaking her tail, a little white cat with a swaying willow.

So enchanting—

Yan Qinghe took a deep breath and shamefully brought her thoughts back. It was inconvenient in the suburbs before. Should she help Mu Sixue take a shower… Just as she was about to wake her up, a jade pendant fell from Mu Sixue’s pocket.

A familiar ceramic jade pendant, shining with a glazed light, was still being carried by Mu Sixue…

Yan Qinghe’s jaw suddenly tightened, and her eyes flashed coldly at the jade pendant. She even carried it with her when she went out on a date?

Didn’t she say she didn’t like that benefactor? Didn’t she say she only liked her? What was this?

Yan Qinghe’s heart was bitter. Her mood instantly went from a sunny day to a frost-bitten eggplant, a mix of flavors, like after a snow, just as she was about to enjoy the first snow, a storm had suddenly broken out, with thunder and lightning, and the whole world had become dark.

She held back her anger and carefully examined it for a few moments. She put the jade pendant back in Mu Sixue’s pocket. There was a mark on her jade pendant, but this one didn’t—it wasn’t hers.

Even if she was unwilling, she had no choice. After all, that person had saved Sixue’s life. It was only natural for Sixue to be unable to forget her.

But Mu Sixue had given her everything. This person was just a thing of the past, just a chance encounter. She hadn’t even seen her face. In that case, she couldn’t use this to be petty with Mu Sixue.

She had to behave well, to better win Mu Sixue’s heart, to make her girlfriend’s heart be completely filled with her shadow at all times.

**

Mu Sixue had been in a good mood recently. Her sister, Mu Sichen’s, health was getting better. When she had gone to the hospital for a check-up on Saturday, the doctor had found that the defect in her heart valve was actually showing signs of self-repair. Even in H City, with its highly developed medical standards, this could be called a medical miracle.

On Sunday, the night she had been with Summer, she was both shy and agitated, and it was difficult to think clearly. Unlike the first night, when she had taken the initiative and had worked hard, in the second half, she had entrusted her whole body and mind to the other, which was very effortless… Mu Sixue bit her lip, though that had been utterly tormenting in its own way…

That wicked alpha. Her voice was hoarse from shouting, but she wouldn’t let her go.

The next morning, just as she had gotten off work, Yan Qinghe had taken her straight to a place, the largest of the Yan family’s properties, located in the mountains in the suburbs. She was filled with doubt and let her hold her hand, strolling through the garden scenery that was like spring all year round, and then straight to a wide open space with wind-blown grass.

“Summer, where are we going?”

She was blindfolded again. Yan Qinghe smilingly opened her vision, and a whole garden of white camellias bloomed on the ground.

White camellia is a virtue, symbolizing a beautiful love, fearless of wind and snow. White camellia also symbolizes a pure and innocent childhood, and a pure and extreme love.

She remembered that Mu Sixue had said that her mother had told her to find a pure lover and to have a hundred percent sincere love.

What could be more expressive of her feelings than a garden full of white camellias?

More importantly, the white camellia was the first impression Mu Sixue had given her when she had first met her, when she was pretending to be a beta. The body fragrance of white tea and truffle was Mu Sixue’s natural body fragrance outside of her pheromones.

Around the white camellias, there was a dazzling array of a flowing banquet, with twenty-eight gifts laid out. There was a custom-made, collector’s edition piano from a master, an out-of-print book by Mu Sixue’s favorite author, a luxury car custom-made in Mu Sixue’s name, and more… all sorts of custom-made gifts, each gift matching the characteristics of that age and Mu Sixue’s preferences.

“Sixue, I regret not having met you earlier.”

“Now, can you let me make up for all the gifts I missed in your life, one by one?”

Yan Qinghe had carefully prepared these gifts for a long time. Her heart was pounding, full of tenderness.

Sixue’s eyes were filled with a soft light. She was speechless and walked forward, step by step, her steps like a lotus in the sea of flowers of the gifts.

Looking at the boundless green grassland, the pure white flowerbeds, Yan Qinghe opened her arms to Mu Sixue, wanting to embrace her whole world.

The twenty-eighth gift was carefully placed in her arms, against the warmth of her heart, waiting for her beloved to open it.

But Mu Sixue’s ear heard the system’s cold voice—
“Don’t open it, or you’ll regret it!”