After Marrying the Cold Omega in Secret - Chapter 73

Gazing into Chi Ye’s tender, spring-like eyes, Chu Jin felt her heart grow restless.

She paused for a moment before picking up her glass.

Her slender fingers rested casually against the rim as she slowly brought it to her crimson lips.

Parting them slightly, she took a sip of the grape-flavored soda, then flicked her tongue lightly, drawing a floating ice cube into her mouth.

The motion was smooth yet brimming with sensuality.

Naturally, Chi Ye took in every detail.

The next moment, Chu Jin leaned toward her, effortlessly pressing her lips against Chi Ye’s.

Her lips were soft, cool to the touch  and slightly sweet.

Bypassing gentle teasing, Chu Jin parted Chi Ye’s lips, letting the chill from her mouth flow between them. Her nimble tongue stirred lightly, the ice cubes clinking faintly as they shifted, accompanied by the soft sound of melting.

Yet the cold in her mouth did nothing to quell the heat inside.

Chu Jin wrapped an arm around Chi Ye’s waist, pulling her effortlessly onto her lap.

The chair swayed gently, rocking up and down.

Now half a head taller, Chi Ye hovered close, their noses brushing, breaths mingling in the already charged air, stirring an even more intoxicating tension.

Unable to resist, Chi Ye cupped Chu Jin’s face, tilting her head down to kiss her from above.

Only when breathless did Chi Ye lift her chin slightly, arms looped around Chu Jin’s neck as she panted softly.

Chu Jin tightened her grip, pulling them flush together until she could feel the rapid heartbeat beneath Chi Ye’s chest.

“Darling, your heart is racing.”

Her gaze lingered greedily as she nuzzled against Chi Ye’s collarbone, inhaling deeply.

Even outside her heat, Chi Ye carried a faint, alluring scent—one that never failed to intoxicate Chu Jin. Sometimes, she wondered if Chi Ye had drugged her. How else could she be so utterly entranced?

Every part of Chi Ye ignited an insatiable craving in her.

The soft red of her lips, the haze in her eyes, the delicate slope of her nose, the coolness of her earlobes—even the strands of her hair, the tiny mole on her collarbone, all of it left Chu Jin aching for more.

So she held her tighter, as if trying to meld their bodies into one.

Never to part again.

Chi Ye, too, was lost in the moment, a soft moan escaping her under Chu Jin’s touch.

The breathy, lilting sound teased at Chu Jin’s restraint, sending shivers down her spine and stirring the darker desires buried within.

Chi Ye slumped against her neck, her waist pliant as cotton, pressing weakly into Chu Jin while squirming faintly in lingering need.

Chu Jin knew this well—it meant Chi Ye was already at her limit, teetering on the edge of desperation.

But today, she wanted to play differently.

In one swift motion, she lifted Chi Ye, standing before setting her down alone on the recliner.

Then she leaned over, arms braced on either side.

Just as Chi Ye, dazed, sought another kiss, a soft click sounded—the backrest slowly lowered until she lay flat.

A smirk curled Chu Jin’s lips as she whispered to the stirring Chi Ye:

“Don’t move.”

Chi Ye’s eyes shimmered as she obediently lay back down, causing the rocking chair to gradually still.

Only a dim corner lamp remained in the room, casting just the right atmosphere.

The hazy night concealed countless unspeakable desires—like a lurking undercurrent, seemingly tranquil yet poised like a beast with gaping jaws, ready to pounce and devour.

But for Chu Jin, it wasn’t enough.

She then produced a black silk ribbon she had prepared earlier—soft and delicate, edged with sheer lace, exuding undeniable allure.

Slowly circling behind Chi Ye, she lifted the ribbon and draped it over her captivating eyes, severing the last trace of dim light.

Darkness engulfed her vision completely.

Deprived of sight, her other senses sharpened.

She could distinctly feel Chu Jin moving to her side.

Then, fingertips lingered at her chest, gently unfastening the buttons.

Chi Ye wore a white blouse today, its collar already loosened from their earlier intimacy, so only a few buttons remained—hardly any effort needed.

Yet Chu Jin’s fingers were slightly cool, and when they brushed against her skin, Chi Ye shivered faintly, causing the rocking chair to sway lightly.

Her flustered reaction didn’t escape Chu Jin, who let out a soft chuckle—Chi Ye’s ears burning crimson in response.

Luckily, the dim light concealed it.

Once Chu Jin finished, Chi Ye heard her pick up a glass—the clink of ice cubes crisp and clear in the silent night.

It sent a creeping tension through Chi Ye, every hair standing on end as she held her breath, awaiting the alpha’s indulgence.

Then, a sudden coldness touched her abdomen.

The sharp sensation made Chi Ye flinch slightly, the rocking chair swaying again—the ice cubes shifting a few centimeters, leaving a glistening trail.

“Don’t move.” Chu Jin steadied her shoulder, halting the chair’s motion, her tone laced with command.

“If the ice falls, I’ll punish you.”

Chi Ye knew Chu Jin’s punishments.

As an omega, the moment she caught the scent of an alpha’s pheromones, she’d drown in desperate longing. Chu Jin had toyed with her like this before—pushing her to the brink of desperation without granting relief.

The torment was unbearable—she never wanted to experience it again.

So Chi Ye clenched her teeth, veins faintly pulsing at her temples as she endured.

Only after placing three ice cubes did Chu Jin relent, setting the glass aside.

Even in the dimness, Chu Jin caught every subtle shift, Chi Ye’s suppressed breaths, her fingers gripping the chair’s edge, leaving deep imprints.

The ice on her abdomen melted rapidly against her scorching skin, pooling into an oval-shaped sheen that expanded relentlessly.

Finally, unable to contain it, a drop of icy water trickled down her smooth skin, winding like silk toward her waist.

Though Chi Ye couldn’t see, her attention was intensely focused on the ice cubes, so she naturally knew the cool sensation at her waist was from melting ice.

That single drop of water had nearly broken her composure. Before she could steady herself, she suddenly felt a warm touch against the melted ice water—

Damp and warm, licking away the cool droplets.

The sensation sent an electric current through Chi Ye’s entire body, bringing with it an overwhelming tremor.

She really couldn’t take it anymore.

With a soft clink, one of the ice cubes fell to the floor.

The air grew eerily still.

Chu Jin straightened up, looking down at her with a commanding presence. “So eager for me to punish you?”

Her tone was languid, yet the pressure was undeniable.

Before Chi Ye could respond, a long, drawn-out riiiip echoed through the room—

The sound of a scent patch being torn off.

The rich fragrance of roses immediately filled the air.

Chi Ye, already stretched to her limit, was hit with an even more intense wave of desire, surging through her like a torrent, tearing and roaring within her.

“Hold it in,” Chu Jin murmured, her fingertips brushing Chi Ye’s slightly parted lips, feeling the heat of her rapid breaths. Her voice grew husky. “If you behave, I’ll reward you later.”

Chi Ye swallowed hard.

Her fingers trembled as she fought back every craving.

Clutching onto that single promise, she struggled to restrain herself.

Even as Chu Jin leaned down again, her soft tongue tracing every inch of skin, teasing with the ice cubes… Chi Ye remained obediently still.

Until Chu Jin could no longer hold back, pressing her down onto the recliner, their bodies entwined in desperate passion amidst the swaying motion.

This wasn’t the first time they had returned after filming to lose themselves in each other, skipping dinner and sleeping straight through till dawn.

When the first light of morning streamed through the window, Chu Jin woke.

Chi Ye was still asleep in her arms, and Chu Jin couldn’t resist studying her peaceful face—though she had seen it countless times these past days.

Yet she never grew tired of it. After all, this was her sweet, soft wife.

Chu Jin’s gaze softened.

Sleeping Chi Ye looked utterly docile, a stark contrast to her usual aloof demeanor. To the outside world, she was an untouchable, proud beauty but in Chu Jin’s presence, she was nothing more than a pliant, adorable kitten.

Chu Jin wanted to devour her whole.

Her lips curved, but she resisted the urge to bite Chi Ye.

She had already left too many marks on her yesterday, she couldn’t bully her wife any further.

The worst, however, was probably Chi Ye’s scent gland. Chu Jin had lost count of how many times she had marked her last night.

She couldn’t even remember how many times they had made love, or how many places they had done it.

With one arm still wrapped around Chi Ye, Chu Jin fumbled for her phone with the other and checked the time.

7:40 a.m.

Still early.

They only had an afternoon shoot today, so they could sleep in.

Just as she was about to set her phone aside and pull Chi Ye closer for more rest, multiple notifications popped up.

The network was lagging, and when the messages finally loaded, she realized they had been sent late last night.

I really need to replace this damn phone.

The messages were from a group chat called [Love in Progress].

This group had been created by Xin Ning after the dating show wrapped up, during their farewell dinner. Everyone had exchanged their real contact info.

Of course, this group chat only included the original eight participants from the show.

After the program ended, people occasionally chatted in the group, sharing updates or photos. Chu Jin would reply when she had time. Though the relationships weren’t as lively as before, they still maintained some connection.

When Chu Jin opened the chat, she found over 99 unread messages.

She quickly scrolled up to see what was going on. It turned out Xin Ning had suggested organizing a camping trip for everyone to get together and reconnect.

Zhou Meng and Wen Zhixue were the first to respond. Since they were still in their promotional period, the show had earned them a significant following, and they had since established a partnership, managing several accounts together.

This gathering would be great for boosting their visibility, so of course they’d attend.

Next was Bai Xuqing’s reply, she said she’d adjust her work schedule to make it. Yan Sisi responded at 4 a.m., saying she’d try to free up time.

With three pairs already confirming, only Chu Jin and Chi Ye were left to answer.

Chu Jin thought meeting up wouldn’t be a bad idea. After all, they had spent a lot of time together and still shared some camaraderie. Even though the show had ended poorly, she couldn’t deny that it had helped her gain her current popularity.

Besides, if she didn’t go, who knew what kind of rumors would spread online?

The entertainment industry was a minefield—one misstep could be disastrous. Now that she was working on Director Su’s project, there were undoubtedly plenty of people watching her with envy. She had to be meticulous in everything she did.

Just as Chu Jin finished typing her reply and was about to hit send, she hesitated.

Glancing down at Chi Ye, she noticed the other woman slowly waking up.

The moment Chi Ye opened her eyes, she saw Chu Jin holding her phone, watching her. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “What’s up?”

Chu Jin leaned in to kiss her forehead before explaining, “The members from the dating show, the eight of us are planning a camping trip to catch up. Do you want to go?”

Still groggy, Chi Ye took a moment to process the question before nodding.

“Of course we should go.”

“We’re so in love, it’d be a shame not to show it off.”

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