After Transmigrating Into A Novel, Not Only Did I Become An Omega, But I Also Provoked The Male Lead’s Mother - Chapter 50

This wasn’t a dream, nor an illusion. This was real.

Ling Jixiao’s fingertips trembled with excitement. All the forbidden desires she usually suppressed erupted uncontrollably at Qin Yue’s response.

Though she repeatedly told herself to be patient, the moment Qin Yue’s small hands gripped her shoulders, Ling Jixiao couldn’t help but kiss her more fiercely, as if trying to devour her whole.

The sticky, savage kisses seemed to prove that Qin Yue truly wanted this.

Qin Yue had intended to keep pace with Ling Jixiao, but Ling Jixiao’s urgency and impulsiveness quickly stripped Qin Yue of her initiative, leaving her passively enduring everything.

Noticing Qin Yue’s labored breathing, Ling Jixiao reluctantly released her. The silver threads between them snapped as they parted, creating an intimate and alluring scene.

Qin Yue’s cheeks burned. She clutched at Ling Jixiao’s clothes, her fingers tightening and loosening rhythmically.

Sensing Qin Yue’s nervousness, Ling Jixiao grew patient, guiding her step by step into that mesmerizing abyss.

The lingering heat from their kisses, the frenzied heartbeat in the quiet surroundings, and the warmth of their bodies pressed together—all of it overwhelmed Qin Yue’s mind.

Ling Jixiao slowed her pace, kissing Qin Yue’s forehead with solemn tenderness, then her eyes, nose, and cheeks.

As the kisses traveled downward, Qin Yue half-closed her eyes, feeling a tingling in her earlobes and catching Ling Jixiao’s breathy, intimate gasps.

A shiver ran through Qin Yue as warmth surged through her. She clung tightly to Ling Jixiao, the only anchor in this dizzying moment.

Ling Jixiao tilted her head back, her deep eyes burning with desire as she gazed at the peach-blossom-faced girl. Her fingertips traced the flushed edges of Qin Yue’s eyes before she lowered her head and couldn’t resist nipping at the pale, delicate nape of her neck.

Ling Jixiao’s fingers kept caressing the corners of Qin Yue’s eyes, making her momentarily panic. “Don’t… don’t cover my eyes…” she blurted out. She didn’t want to be blind to this moment anymore; she wanted to face Ling Jixiao squarely and do this properly.

“Okay,” Ling Jixiao chuckled softly. Her fingers slid down, pinched Qin Yue’s earlobe, and then tore off the Suppressant Patch on the back of her neck.

Qin Yue was already aroused, especially after that passionate kiss. The sweet peachy scent emanating from her overwhelmed Ling Jixiao, making her lose control as she licked and bit Qin Yue’s delicate skin, leaving a trail of red marks.

As Ling Jixiao began unbuttoning her clothes, Qin Yue’s hazy mind cleared for a moment. Her voice turned hoarse as she blurted out, “I… I need to take a bath…”

She glanced around the street. Though the weather wasn’t hot, the work had left her sweaty, making her feel dirty and in need of a bath.

“Okay,” Ling Jixiao replied, her voice slightly muffled from the kissing. She forced Qin Yue’s legs apart, bent down slightly, and pressed her hands against Qin Yue’s firm buttocks. Before Qin Yue could even blush, she lifted her up with a forceful motion.

“Hold on to me,” Ling Jixiao murmured.

Before Qin Yue could react, her legs instinctively wrapped around Ling Jixiao’s waist, and her arms tightened around Ling Jixiao’s neck.

“Let’s go take a bath,” Ling Jixiao said with a smirk, her eyes burning with feverish intensity. One hand steadied Qin Yue’s hips as she walked, while the other rubbed against Qin Yue’s waist.

The cool tips of Ling Jixiao’s fingers contrasted with Qin Yue’s warm skin, their temperatures gradually merging.

Ling Jixiao kissed Qin Yue’s flushed lips again, stumbling slightly as she carried Qin Yue into the bathroom. Their tongues entwined, exploring every inch of each other’s mouth, savoring every drop of sweetness.

Qin Yue tugged at Ling Jixiao’s clothes, unwilling to be passive, but her strength was no match for Ling Jixiao’s. Even the kisses left her breathless.

Ling Jixiao set Qin Yue on the vanity, their lips still connected. She lowered her gaze and quickly stripped Qin Yue of her clothes.

Qin Yue’s nostrils filled with Ling Jixiao’s thick, intoxicating mint scent, making her body burn and her head spin. Her mouth went dry as she licked her slightly swollen lips.

“Little Peach, are you trying to seduce me?” Ling Jixiao’s gaze darkened as she watched Qin Yue lick her lips with her reddened tongue, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.

Qin Yue froze momentarily before breaking into a seductive smile. She traced a finger down Ling Jixiao’s cheek, past her chin, along her neck, until it came to rest at her throat.

Ling Jixiao swallowed involuntarily.

“I am trying to seduce you,” Qin Yue murmured, her lips curving into a smile, her voice dripping with suggestive undertones.

Ling Jixiao’s breath hitched, her grip tightening until a button on Qin Yue’s shirt popped off.

Qin Yue looked displeased.

“I’ll replace it,” Ling Jixiao mumbled, capturing the exposed patch of pale skin in a kiss.

“Mmm… okay…” Qin Yue finally relented, satisfied.

Ling Jixiao was truly wicked. She turned on the shower, and the steam filled the room, obscuring the view. This partial concealment only intensified the excitement, transforming Ling Jixiao into a wild beast tearing into her captured prey.

Qin Yue felt this time was far more ferocious than before. She bit her lip, wanting to speak, but all that came out were uncontrollable moans.

This intertwining sensation sent Qin Yue spiraling upward, leaving her utterly helpless. She could only emit weak groans, instinctively riding the waves of pleasure.

Yet, this feeling was undeniably intoxicating.

Qin Yue whimpered, feeling something was missing. Her instincts drove her to crave Ling Jixiao’s pheromones.

“Mark… Mark me…” Qin Yue slurred incoherently, no longer aware of what she was saying.

“Alright.” Ling Jixiao quickened her movements, pressing Qin Yue against her chest, their necks entwined. The Alpha’s distinctive canine teeth sank into Qin Yue’s vulnerable gland.

The intense minty coolness made Qin Yue shiver, followed by the overwhelming aroma of mint enveloping her body. She instinctively clung to Ling Jixiao, her entire being tensing.

“Little Peach, you’re mine,” Ling Jixiao growled, her Alpha possessiveness driving her to become increasingly aggressive. She clutched Qin Yue, who felt limp as a rag doll, her eyes darkening with primal hunger. One arm supported Qin Yue’s trembling legs, while the other hand once again gripped her firm breasts.

“Mmm…” Qin Yue’s foggy mind cleared slightly, and she finally realized how remarkably enduring Ling Jixiao was. Her legs were so weak she would have collapsed without Ling Jixiao’s support.

“I… I don’t want to… here…” Qin Yue pleaded hoarsely.

Ling Jixiao nodded, kissing her collarbone as she murmured, “Okay.”

Before Qin Yue could react, Ling Jixiao carried her under the shower to wash off, then cradled her in her arms and carried her back to the bedroom.

Qin Yue’s long hair, still dripping, soaked the pristine white sheets, leaving trails of water. But no one cared about that.

Soft, rhythmic chanting drifted into the distance, while the pure moonlight streaming through the window illuminated the bed, creating a serene, harmonious scene.

“Ling… Ling Jixiao!” Qin Yue tilted her head back, revealing a swan-like neck, her expression a mix of pain and pleasure.

“I’m here,” Ling Jixiao replied, intertwining their fingers. With her other hand, she quickened her pace, leaning in to kiss that beautiful swan neck.

Qin Yue, like a sensitive mimosa, began to curl inward at the touch, but Ling Jixiao wouldn’t allow it. She forced Qin Yue open, making her endure what she couldn’t bear…

Exhausted yet satisfied, Qin Yue lay sprawled on the soft bed, her eyes half-closed as she drifted off to sleep. She barely moved a finger as Ling Jixiao cleaned her with a warm, damp towel.

Feeling Qin Yue’s body thoroughly infused with her scent, Ling Jixiao felt a deep sense of satisfaction, as if this was the only proof that this person truly belonged to her.

She leaned over and kissed Qin Yue’s cheek, then wrapped her arms around her lover and drifted into sleep.

Qin Yue didn’t wake until noon the next day. The empty space beside her, where Ling Jixiao had been, left her feeling a little lost.

She lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a few minutes, gradually becoming aware of the ache in her muscles as she mentally replayed the night before.

“Awake? Hungry?” Ling Jixiao asked, walking over.

Qin Yue blinked slowly.

Ling Jixiao’s words only made Qin Yue realize how loudly her stomach was grumbling.

She’d been so preoccupied with “exercise” last night that she’d completely skipped dinner, and now it was noon. Her stomach was empty.

“I ordered room service. Want to get up and eat?” Ling Jixiao stood by the bed, smiling as she listened to Qin Yue’s stomach growl.

Seeing Ling Jixiao’s smug grin, Qin Yue couldn’t help but feel a surge of irritation. With a cold huff, she pulled the covers over her head, her refusal clear.

Ling Jixiao was momentarily stunned, then quickly apologized in a low voice. After coaxing Qin Yue for a while, she finally calmed down. Ling Jixiao then carried Qin Yue to the table and began feeding her.

Ling Jixiao had ordered light, healthy food from the server, perfect for Qin Yue’s condition.

After eating and drinking her fill, Qin Yue couldn’t justify staying in bed any longer. She changed into the clean clothes Ling Jixiao had prepared and got up. Even though it was a day off, she still had her part-time job.

Still feeling weak and drained, Qin Yue shot Ling Jixiao a resentful glare, making the latter feel rather guilty.

Ling Jixiao sighed and earnestly urged Qin Yue to take the day off, but Qin Yue refused. With no other choice, Ling Jixiao reluctantly gave in.

Reluctantly, Ling Jixiao went to work, while Qin Yue headed to the coffee shop. Her coworkers teased her about cleaning the streets yesterday, but they quickly fell into work mode when customers arrived.

By mid-morning, Qin Yue’s back was aching so badly she couldn’t bear it. She took half a day off and texted Ling Jixiao, venting her frustration.

Patiently, Ling Jixiao comforted her and promised to pick her up after her meeting.

Qin Yue hummed and hawed, refusing to verbally agree but wearing a radiant smile.

As she leaned over the desk, waiting for Ling Jixiao, someone suddenly appeared in front of her.

“Qin Yue? What a coincidence!” a female voice chimed.

Qin Yue looked up, pondering for a moment before recognizing the woman in front of her: Lin Le Ran, the girl Grandma Li had cherished, who had suffered from Alzheimer’s but ultimately died of cancer.

“Yep, just got off work!” Qin Yue greeted with a smile.

Lin Le Ran, having nothing else to do, sat across from Qin Yue and chatted casually. “Yeah, our boss is a real tyrant. Workload doubled right after the New Year!”

“Haha, that’s truly unreasonable!” Qin Yue chuckled in agreement.

Lin Le Ran sighed, then her tone turned reverent. “But I heard our Big Boss has been in a great mood lately. I was late this morning and unlucky enough to run into CEO Ling, but the Big Boss just smiled and told me to be careful next time. This boss is truly amazing!” Lin Le Ran’s face lit up with excitement as she grabbed Qin Yue’s arm. “Why don’t you come work at our company after graduation? The benefits are fantastic! The Big Boss is both beautiful and kind!”

Qin Yue astutely caught the mention of “CEO Ling.” A suspicion forming in her mind, she feigned ignorance and asked, “What’s CEO Ling’s full name?”

Lin Le Ran tapped her head, pondering for a moment. “Her name is Ling… Ling… Oh, right! Ling Jixiao! Doesn’t it sound nice? I heard it was named by Chairman Ling, CEO Ling’s grandfather!”

Qin Yue’s eyes widened slightly. She hadn’t realized that Ling Jixiao was the CEO of Minghui Group. Before, Ling Jixiao had always teased her about being a leader with no one to manage her, and Qin Yue had thought she was joking. Now she realized that everything Ling Jixiao had said was true.

Before Qin Yue could process this, Lin Le Ran continued wistfully, “Too bad the Big Boss is already married! I wonder who the Boss’s spouse is! Who could be so lucky?”

“Married?!” Qin Yue’s heart skipped a beat, her voice sharpening.

“Yeah, the Big Boss even has a son!” Lin Le Ran didn’t notice Qin Yue’s distress and kept talking.

Qin Yue felt her breath catch. Her head felt like it had been struck by a club, buzzing with shock.

Support After Transmigrating Into A Novel, Not Only Did I Become An Omega, But I Also Provoked The Male Lead’s Mother