A Sweet Soft Alpha and a Psycho-Beauty Go Viral Online - Chapter 16

Yu Wanyin’s heartbeat quickened. Something suddenly crossed her mind, and she instinctively backed away, flustered and unsure what to do.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

Surrounded by Qiao Sanghe’s scent in the darkness, her other senses had heightened. Without sight, her hearing and sense of smell had become especially sharp. She had judged Qiao Sanghe’s distance entirely by scent, so when she reached out and touched her, it had been an unconscious reflex—one that now felt incredibly awkward.

Qiao Sanghe’s voice sounded a little unnatural too, but in the darkness, it came through especially soft and clear—like a feather brushing gently past her ear, soothing and pleasant.

“I’m standing right here. Come closer.”

Yu Wanyin felt as though something sweet and airy had playfully swept past her ear. The sensation was vivid—too vivid. Her breathing grew heavier, and her pulse and heartbeat seemed to sync with Qiao Sanghe’s rhythm, as though they were completely attuned… and she didn’t mind it one bit.

This time, she cautiously edged closer. Once she was certain she wouldn’t misjudge her position again, she gently wrapped her arms around Qiao Sanghe. The sensation of touching her felt different than usual.

Qiao Sanghe felt incredibly soft, her curves seeming even more pronounced in the darkness. Since this was the first time Yu Wanyin was embracing her while blindfolded, the unfamiliarity made the experience feel even more intimate—and she didn’t want to let go anytime soon.

“Qiao Qiao, speak. I’m listening carefully.”

Qiao Sanghe noticed the way Yu Wanyin was holding her—it felt different than before, more reliant, more tender. She wasn’t sure what had changed, but it was as if this silly game had triggered some kind of chemical reaction between them. Yu Wanyin seemed to really enjoy it.

A smile curved at her lips—though Yu Wanyin couldn’t see it, she could definitely feel something shift. Qiao Sanghe exhaled gently against her cheek, a whisper of breath that carried a tantalizing allure.

“Guess what expression I’m wearing right now.”

Yu Wanyin could sense Qiao Sanghe’s scent growing stronger, her own skin tingling and going numb. Her thoughts blurred. Though she couldn’t see her, the closeness of their embrace let her feel every subtle movement. She realized Qiao Sanghe was teasing her—her breathing hitched, and her arms tightened around Qiao Sanghe’s waist. The moment she touched her, she couldn’t help but fall further into this warm, addictive world.

Normally, Qiao Sanghe had a cool and distant demeanor, not someone you could easily approach. But when she was by Yu Wanyin’s side, she always seemed to reveal a softer side. Thinking back, she realized Qiao Sanghe had smiled at her more than once—something rare for her.

Unable to resist, Yu Wanyin reached up and gently caressed her cheek, confirming happily, “You’re smiling, aren’t you? I love your smile… It’s such a shame I can’t see it right now.”

Qiao Sanghe gently held Yu Wanyin’s hand on her cheek and raised a brow. “Then hurry up and solve the puzzle so we can get out of here. Once filming ends, you can look at me all you want.”

Yu Wanyin’s heart fluttered with excitement. “Really? Then when we get back, you have to smile just for me.”

Qiao Sanghe rarely smiled. Her usual expression was cold and unreadable—but her smile was beautiful. If smiling more meant Yu Wanyin could see it, then she will do whatever it took.

“Alright, then go solve that puzzle. I’ll be waiting.”

Inspired by Qiao Sanghe’s encouragement, Yu Wanyin’s motivation soared. She became noticeably faster and more accurate, her puzzle error rate dropping significantly.

Online viewers couldn’t help but marvel at how well Qiao Sanghe handled Yu Wanyin:

【Didn’t expect she could motivate her with just a few words.】

【Why do they need to go home to look at each other? Don’t treat the audience like outsiders!】

【This is giving big sister x puppy vibes… This CP is too tasty.】

【Their interaction is way too sweet. It’s practically dripping with flirtation.】

【With love on the line, of course she wants to finish the puzzle quickly. Yu Wanyin’s practically racing through it!】

Driven by an unknown force, Yu Wanyin’s efficiency soared. In just over an hour—with Qiao Sanghe’s help—she completed the entire puzzle.

A stunning painting of an ancient noblewoman, one meter long and 0.8 meters wide, appeared before them. Its intricate design was incredibly elegant—far beyond what the audience expected Yu Wanyin could achieve in such a short time.

“Challenge complete.”

The staff announced her success. As a reward, Yu Wanyin received a password number: 5. Qiao Sanghe’s distance restriction was relaxed from one meter to two, meaning she could now give hints to Yu Wanyin within a two-meter range.

Yu Wanyin breathed a sigh of relief. “This is only the beginning. I’ll work even harder for the next challenges.”

Qiao Sanghe nodded. “I believe in you. We’ll get out of here sooner than you think.”

Viewers flooded the screen with praise for their seamless teamwork.

Before their excitement could cool, the next challenge began: The Maze of Moving Cards.

The rules were simple: a maze appeared on the main screen, and the guest had to guide cards through it. If the card fell into traps or hit obstacles, the challenge failed, and they would have to return to the 11th floor and redo the previous mission.

Having finally reached the 10th floor, there was no way they would go back without a fight. All the other guests were still stuck below. Yu Wanyin and Qiao Sanghe didn’t originally care much about winning, but now that they’d made it this far, they wanted their effort to count. They weren’t here to lose.

Yu Wanyin swiftly adjusted her mindset. She had promised Qiao Sanghe that they would finish filming early today—only then could she finally see that rare, beautiful smile… a smile that would belong only to her.

Although Qiao Sanghe could now stand closer to her and offer hints, the challenge still demanded deep coordination. The Moving Cards Maze was even more difficult than the previous puzzle. Blindfolded, Yu

Wanyin had to remember rules, map structure, and placement—all at once. If her memory slipped, failure was inevitable.

The cards were textured like playing cards but adorned with symbols: Witch, King, Queen, Fool, God, Angel, Rich Man, Commoner, Demon, Noble, and Grand Advisor. Each had a unique effect. Only by placing all cards correctly could they clear the maze.

Yu Wanyin was given five minutes to memorize the card details—but they were too complex to fully remember. She had to rely on instinct and Qiao Sanghe’s hints.

As Qiao Sanghe drew cards and offered cues, Yu Wanyin carefully recalled the differences in card textures. The upper-left corner of each card had a unique pattern, which helped distinguish normal cards from event cards.

She quickly identified her cards and began placing them confidently. Her pace was swift and accurate—even Qiao Sanghe was surprised by her skill. She had underestimated her.

But when Yu Wanyin was uncertain, she’d still instinctively turn toward Qiao Sanghe for help—even if she couldn’t see her. Fortunately, the distance restriction was lifted, so Qiao Sanghe could offer timely advice.

“That one’s the Queen. It’s an event card. It’ll subtract three points.”

Yu Wanyin nodded. She had considered discarding the card, but remembered certain spots on the map where using event cards could help dodge traps. Trusting her own calculation, she placed it anyway.

Qiao Sanghe wanted to ask why she played a penalty card but ultimately said nothing. She trusted Yu Wanyin’s judgment completely.

Yu Wanyin gently squeezed Qiao Sanghe’s hand—a wordless reassurance: Trust me.

Their palms exchanged warmth, solidifying an unspoken truth—trust wasn’t just about words. It was about believing in each other, no explanations needed.

Yu Wanyin then leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on the back of Qiao Sanghe’s hand before returning to the board.

Qiao Sanghe stared blankly at the spot she kissed.

…Was it just her, or was Yu Wanyin getting better at this?

【She kissed her!! I’m swooning over here!】

【My heart can’t take it. That kiss was so romantic.】

【She’s way too smooth—this is straight-up seduction.】

Yu Wanyin hadn’t meant to flirt—it was just instinct. She’d been doing her best to stay focused, but sometimes, her feelings slipped through. When it came to Qiao Sanghe, she couldn’t help herself.

The card challenge lasted nearly two hours. That Queen card? As expected, it helped avoid a hidden -10-point penalty later on. Though it subtracted three points, it saved them far more in the long run.

Their cooperation became increasingly seamless—sometimes just a few words were enough to communicate. No matter how complicated the maze was, their shared desire to finish early and go home drove them forward.

The second password was revealed: 6.

The third challenge was a back-writing guessing game. Qiao Sanghe would write words, phrases, or classical poetry titles on Yu Wanyin’s back. If Yu Wanyin guessed at least two-thirds correctly, they passed. Each answer had a strict one-minute limit.

The two exchanged a glance—this round was simpler but required more trust and shared intuition.

Yu Wanyin sat with her back to Qiao Sanghe. She didn’t need to be blindfolded anymore, but it felt just the same—she still couldn’t see anything.

Qiao Sanghe couldn’t help but rest her hand on Yu Wanyin’s firm back. According to past intel, Yu Wanyin had been a part-time taekwondo and swimming instructor. She’d even trained under her father in martial arts. But that was all just information. Feeling those muscles under her hand… Qiao Sanghe found herself imagining what she really wanted to see—Yu Wanyin training, drenched in sweat and focused, her body

moving with power and grace. It was a vision she craved.

Her breath dried. Her hand, still on Yu Wanyin’s back, tightened ever so slightly.

Qiao Sanghe’s gaze darkened.

If she wanted to see it… then she would. No matter what.

Yu Wanyin could feel something was off. Qiao Sanghe’s touch was growing intense and possessive. Luckily, she stayed calm—otherwise, the livestream audience might’ve noticed.

She wasn’t sure what Qiao Sanghe was thinking, but something obsessive and wild was brewing. How was she supposed to calm her down?

The livestream audience wasn’t blind either. They saw it all.

【This is a livestream, not a private room, Qiao Sanghe!】

【Don’t bully Yin Yin!】

【OMG are we about to witness something not safe for stream?】

【Her hands are wandering… and honestly, I can’t blame her. Yin Yin’s figure is killer.】

Yu Wanyin tried to subtly hint that Qiao Sanghe could do whatever she wanted—after the show. Now wasn’t the time.

But Qiao Sanghe, gripping Yu Wanyin’s hand, was slipping further into obsession. The more she was restrained, the more she yearned.

She was suffering.

And once this show ended, she wouldn’t be holding back anymore.

Yu Wanyin finally felt her calm down, if only slightly. She exhaled in relief—only to realize she’d spoken too soon.

Qiao Sanghe wasn’t the type to behave for long.

As the writing challenge began, Qiao Sanghe traced her fingers slowly and deliberately across Yu Wanyin’s back—down the lines of her shoulder blades, her fingertips soft and teasing, her movements deliberate and suggestive. It was like she wanted to etch the answers into her body, into her soul—so she’d never forget.

Yu Wanyin trembled, her whole body overheated and on the edge of bursting into flames.

She’s driving me insane… not even letting me live, but not letting me die either.

And right then, Yu Wanyin realized—once this recording ended tonight… Qiao Sanghe definitely wouldn’t let her go so easily.