After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 45

The skin on Zhu Songning’s wrist, which Shen Qingyu was gripping, was frighteningly hot, as if someone had ignited a fire there, and the flames were only growing, quickly spreading to ignite Zhu Songning’s entire body.

Before she could fully awaken from this hazy, dream-like scene, Shen Qingyu once again lowered her head and bit her finger.

Unlike the last time, this time, the Omega still had her head bowed, but her eyes were lifted, her dark pupils staring unmoving at Zhu Songning.

Her lips were ice-cold, yet the temperature inside her mouth was warm. Her body pressed against Zhu Songning was soft, but the bottom of the bathtub her knees touched was hard, unforgiving porcelain.

Amidst the contrast of cold and heat, softness and hardness, Zhu Songning gradually succumbed within a blurred, hot mist.

She was lost in a pair of dark eyes, damp with moisture.

She allowed the faint, clean scent of jasmine tea released by the Omega to envelop and invade her.

Every breath was filled with her unique aroma.

There’s a theory called Pavlov’s dog, and Zhu Songning felt she was caught in that dilemma now.

Beyond the natural effect of Omega pheromones on her, every time she caught a whiff of this scent, this fragrance, her mind reacted instinctively, like the dog’s owner ringing the dinner bell, causing an unconscious secretion of pheromones.

Shen Qingyu, embraced by her, saw no protest and finally had her way. She blinked her moist, hazy eyes, her tone half-pleading, half-cajoling.

“Kiss me.”

Zhu Songning hadn’t had water in a long time and felt a little parched.

But she was still careful of Shen Qingyu’s knee injury and dared not be too unrestrained.

Shen Qingyu’s weight pressed down on her shoulder. Zhu Songning supported her, lowered her gaze, and kissed her.

The mist in Shen Qingyu’s eyes deepened.

The Alpha’s nose bridge was high. When they kissed, besides the soft lips, the high bridge also pressed and rubbed against hers.

Practice makes perfect.

Zhu Songning was noticeably more skilled than last time. Before long, Shen Qingyu was almost overwhelmed. She could feel the Alpha’s tongue cautiously venturing out, actively swirling and sucking, swallowing all the jasmine tea scent.

Outside the window, the night deepened. As it was a bathroom, the window was frosted and set high up.

The Alpha’s mouth was full of a faintly bitter taste. Looking up, she happened to see a sliver of moonlight crossing the window pane and falling upon Shen Qingyu.

Her skin was already snow-white, and illuminated by the bright moonlight, it appeared even more smooth and enticing, like mutton-fat jade.

In an instant, the aftertaste of the tea’s bitterness surged up.

Zhu Songning closed her eyes, meticulously feeling the surging tide in her mouth, a subtle sweetness captured by her senses, magnified infinitely, exploding into brilliant fireworks in her mind.

Held in her arms, Shen Qingyu tilted her head back slightly, her snow-white hair spread out behind her, covering her slender waist, the ends submerged in the water, dampened, saturated.

Zhu Songning’s breath was scorching, leaving her nowhere to hide, no way to avoid it.

As the moonlight trembled, Zhu Songning could no longer suppress the pheromones in her gland. A dense floral fragrance gushed out, pressing Shen Qingyu until she could barely breathe, causing a shiver. She could only take shallow, quick breaths, a kitten’s panting, which, along with the spattering sound of the knocked-over showerhead, fell into Zhu Songning’s ears.

The weather forecast had predicted rain tonight.

A dark cloud covered the moon at some point, leaving only deep night. In the dim environment, Shen Qingyu met Zhu Songning’s eyes, which were filled with desire.

Raindrops pattered down, echoing the hot water falling from the showerhead across the wall, inside and out.

The earth, soaked by the rain, was muddy and unsightly.

A few withered yellow leaves, remnants of winter, soon fell, water running down their veins, dropping into the muddy soil.

Similarly, a water droplet slipped from Zhu Songning’s nose, landing on Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu’s long hair was soaked, clinging to the side of her face and neck. Zhu Songning was in a similar state.

They leaned against each other under the water, as if they were caught in the same downpour.

The sound of rain was pouring.

By the time the shared bath ended, it was very late.

Zhu Songning checked the time, suddenly remembered she had an appointment with Luo Chuanhe early the next morning, quickly said good night to Shen Qingyu, and immediately fell asleep.

It must be said that with Shen Qingyu by her side, her sleep quality had improved dramatically. She no longer suffered from insomnia, and even the dark circles under her eyes had faded considerably.

The Omega gave her a profound sense of security, something she had rarely felt before.

The sleep aid rabbit doll was now completely abandoned to 001 for a body and was no longer held while sleeping.

Falling asleep became easy, but recently, Zhu Songning frequently dreamt of the past.

She dreamt of the origin of the tattoo on her finger.

The tattoo on Zhu Songning’s hand was indeed a bite mark originally. She had found someone to tattoo it before the bite mark could fade.

The main character in the dream was still the little girl who gave her the rabbit doll.

But the scene shifted—she was about to be adopted.

The orphanage was known for its high adoption rate. If Zhu Songning was the one holding back the average, the fact that the girl would be adopted was something Zhu Songning had always firmly believed would happen.

She was quick-witted, the children all looked up to her, and her words were highly pleasing to the director.

Zhu Songning held an indescribable emotion towards her.

Was it jealousy?

From the first time Zhu Songning saw her standing in the crowd, she was too prominent; even her name was constantly ranked first on the honor roll.

Why could she do everything well?

That day, when she handed Zhu Songning the doll, the first thing Zhu Songning saw was not the cute toy, but the girl’s long, curled eyelashes glistening in the sunlight.

She was indeed very approachable, always trying to touch Zhu Songning’s hand again and again, but Zhu Songning never let her succeed.

The last time, Zhu Songning stood in the sunlight and watched her hand being taken by the adult who came to adopt her.

Zhu Songning’s hands were behind her back, her knuckles cracking as she squeezed them.

The director gave the girl time to say goodbye to her friends. Zhu Songning was found by her in the storeroom.

When she pushed the door open, the bright sunlight from outside surged in with her.

“Why are you hiding? Do you not want me to leave?”

The girl tilted her head, smiling brightly at her, her temples slick with sweat.

The summer was long, filled with the scent of sunlight, pine cones, and the dust of the storeroom.

And her scent—a slightly bitter upward spiral.

The colors in the sunlight were bleached, like faded memories.

Zhu Songning knew she had given candy to every child in the orphanage.

So, she also held out her hand.

The girl raised her eyebrows: “None left. You weren’t here, so I gave the last one away.”

Zhu Songning said nothing, beginning to withdraw her hand.

But her wrist was grabbed.

A cool, icy touch.

“But I have something else to give you.”

Zhu Songning stopped moving.

Hot wind blew in from the window, the curtains billowed, and there were sounds of wind, breathing, and friction.

Long eyelashes.

A pair of moist, sparkling eyes.

Slow motion, like in a movie.

Until a sharp pain shot up from her finger.

Zhu Songning abruptly pulled her hand back, but it was too late.

A domineering ring of teeth marks was left on her finger.

“You…!”

“Don’t be anxious,” the person in front of her smiled radiantly. “Isn’t it because I’m afraid you’ll forget me once I leave?”

“Saying goodbye isn’t forever. You wait. One day I will become a household name superstar. When you come find me then, I’ll support you.”

“You?” Zhu Songning’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her face expressing doubt.

Well, that face certainly had the capital to make a big claim.

She rubbed her finger. The skin was marked by the bite.

On the fifth day, the mark was nearly fading.

But Zhu Songning had grown accustomed to having that mark on her finger.

A decade later, the bite mark remained on her hand in the form of ink.

But the person who left the mark had broken her promise.

She did not become a superstar, and Zhu Songning could not find her.

So, becoming a superstar herself would work, right?

Zhu Songning was always quite flexible with her plans.

Poker cards cascaded like a waterfall from the magician’s left hand, only to be cleverly caught by the other hand.

With a snap of her fingers, four Aces appeared in her hand.

The era of the Great Magician had begun.

No one knew how she achieved any of it; her magic was reported in newspapers and called the magic of the century.

A few years later, people also called her the magician obsessed with money.

She was considered vulgar.

Because she accepted performances anywhere, as long as she was paid.

She didn’t pick the venue or the location.

What remained constant were the white gloves Zhu Songning always wore and rarely took off, and the secret pattern on her finger.

People often recall past glories when they are lonely.

But Zhu Songning was not lonely now, so why did she keep dreaming of the past?

Perhaps only the Duke of Zhou (the Chinese God of Dreams) could answer her confusion.

When she woke up the next day, the rain outside the window had stopped.

She opened her phone and saw a text message from Luo Chuanhe canceling the appointment.

【Luo Chuanhe】：Something unexpected came up on my end.

【Luo Chuanhe】：Just a minor, minor accident! Don’t worry! We’ll reschedule—

She patiently tapped the voice message and heard her hurried, flustered voice.

There seemed to be another person’s voice in the background.

It sounded a little familiar.

But it was too indistinct for Zhu Songning to catch clearly.

Instead, the expression on Shen Qingyu’s face, who was lying beside her, subtly changed, looking strange.

“Are you leaving now?”

Zhu Songning put down her phone and asked her.

Shen Qingyu smiled at her: “What? You don’t want me to leave?”

Zhu Songning kept a straight face: “Don’t tease me.”

Shen Qingyu stopped smiling.

“Unfortunately, I really have to go. My makeup artist has arrived.”

Shen Qingyu shrugged helplessly.

“Tonight is an online live stream, so I’ll stay here. I have a premiere in a few days, so I’ll need to go back to Beicheng.”

Zhu Songning nodded, indicating she understood.

She turned her attention back to the phone screen, staring blankly.

A business trip is good. Being busy is good.

Shen Qingyu’s work itself was very busy.

After Shen Qingyu left, Zhu Songning played a few rounds of “Catch the Big Goose” but kept failing to catch it. To revive, she needed to share it with a friend.

She didn’t want to bother Shen Qingyu, so she forwarded them all to Luo Chuanhe, but the messages were also met with silence.

Feeling restless, she went to the practice room to practice dancing for a while.

Zhu Songning thought she should try being a Vlogger. Her first vlog would be titled “Welcome to a Day in the Life of a High-Energy Trainee,” which would definitely be popular.

In the evening, Shen Qingyu’s live stream was about to start.

001, which had been dormant and quiet recently, miraculously popped up.

According to it, the main system had been running an antivirus scan, suspecting a bug invasion, and several systems with nearby serial numbers had been terminated by the main system.

Zhu Songning suspected it was next, because its missions were truly bizarre, as if they were scrambled after being interfered with by the main system.

【Timed Mission: Please host and mission target sleep in the same bed for one night, countdown starting… Zzzz… five minutes…】

Zhu Songning: “?”

Are you broken by the antivirus software?

Are you sure you didn’t miss any numbers before?

Five minutes?

Shen Qingyu’s live stream is starting in five minutes!

How is she supposed to sleep in the same bed with Shen Qingyu?

Live stream her sleeping with Shen Qingyu to the whole country?

Good Heavens!

After issuing the mission, 001 returned.

The blue light in the rabbit’s eyes flickered, and Zhu Songning even perceived a hint of embarrassment in its gaze:

【Five minutes.】

Zhu Songning’s heart quietly died.

Three minutes later, Shen Qingyu and Zhu Songning, who had suddenly barged in and was now lying on her bed, stared at each other in bewilderment.

Shen Qingyu hesitated: “…What is this?”

Zhu Songning grit her teeth: “I couldn’t sleep in my bed, so I came here to lie down for a bit.”

Shen Qingyu replied with an “Oh,” though it was unclear if she believed her.

“Then you sleep here. I’ll go out to do the live stream.”

So as not to disturb her.

Just as Shen Qingyu was about to leave, Zhu Songning abruptly sprang up from the bed: “Wait a minute!”

Shen Qingyu turned back, puzzled.

“Can you…” Zhu Songning struggled to speak, “do the live stream on the bed, and let me hide under your blanket?”

Shen Qingyu: “?”

Shen Qingyu seemed to understand a little, looking at her: “Is this your new kink, Ningning?”

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