After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 59

Cheng Jianli said, “To test the knee-jerk reflex, my knee joint should be slightly bent with the lower leg in a naturally hanging position.”

Jiang Muyan blinked. “What does that mean?”

“Have you forgotten everything from biology class?” Cheng Jianli replied. “Simply put, I need to cross my legs.”

Jiang Muyan said, “I want to try.”

Cheng Jianli responded, “I don’t think you’ll hit the right spot.”

Jiang Muyan countered, “Then try it on me.”

With that, Jiang Muyan sat beside her and rolled up her pant leg.

Cheng Jianli couldn’t refuse, so she said, “Just relax. I’m tapping the patellar tendon, it shouldn’t hurt.”

From this angle, Jiang Muyan’s calf looked exceptionally fair, with smooth, graceful lines, clearly the result of regular exercise and running.

After Cheng Jianli tapped, Jiang Muyan’s leg immediately jerked. She gasped in amazement. “It actually worked!”

Cheng Jianli fell silent before replying, “Normal people all have this reflex. Unless you’re aiming to be disabled.”

Jiang Muyan scratched her head. “You’re amazing, Teacher Cheng. You hit the exact spot right away.”

Lately, for some reason, Cheng Jianli felt oddly flustered by Jiang Muyan’s sudden compliments. She cleared her throat. “It’s because your basics are too weak. How did you even score in biology before?”

Jiang Muyan said shyly, “Biology was my highest-scoring subject in the science section.”

“Really?” Cheng Jianli’s expression returned to its usual indifference. “Your total score for all three science subjects combined still wouldn’t match my blood pressure.”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

“Tutoring me must be exhausting. Let me massage your legs!” Jiang Muyan immediately crouched down and took hold of Cheng Jianli’s calf.

Before Cheng Jianli could pull away, Jiang Muyan exclaimed admiringly, “Teacher Cheng, your legs are so fair and slender just like your arms.”

“Why are you so fixated on my limbs?” Cheng Jianli murmured, her voice softening at Jiang Muyan’s gentle touch.

Jiang Muyan continued massaging as she spoke. “Because you’re so pretty! Your arms are slim, your legs are slim, and your skin is so fair.”

Cheng Jianli stayed quiet for a moment before asking softly, “You like that?”

“Of course!” Jiang Muyan admitted without hesitation, her tone bright and innocent. “Hehe, Teacher Cheng, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met.”

Cheng Jianli lowered her eyes, her long lashes casting a faint shadow. She had heard Jiang Muyan say this many times before.

After about ten minutes, Cheng Jianli said, “Alright, aren’t you tired?”

Jiang Muyan immediately pouted. “I am.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

If she was so reluctant, why had she insisted on massaging her legs?

Sometimes, Cheng Jianli thought Jiang Muyan had a way with words able to make her blush out of nowhere. Other times, her remarks made her uncomfortable, yet Jiang Muyan never seemed to notice.

Jiang Muyan suggested, “Teacher Cheng, how about you massage my hands now?”

Expressionless, Cheng Jianli took her hand and gave it a half-hearted rub. “There. Happy?”

Jiang Muyan stared at her again. “Your hands are so long and fair too.”

Cheng Jianli hummed in acknowledgment. “The medicine’s done. Let’s go downstairs.”

After speaking, Cheng Jianli left first. Jiang Muyan watched her retreating figure, somewhat confused was her wife angry?

The two went to the kitchen to drink watermelon juice, but Jiang Muyan still felt uneasy because Cheng Jianli remained silent the entire time.

“Teacher Cheng, are you upset?” Jiang Muyan leaned closer to ask.

“No, I’m just a little tired,” Cheng Jianli replied.

Jiang Muyan took the watermelon juice from her hand. “If you’re tired, go rest for a while. I’ll call you when dinner’s ready.”

Cheng Jianli: “Mm.”

After dinner, they began studying. Jiang Muyan was very focused during her studies, while Cheng Jianli, who had just showered, sat beside her, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Jiang Muyan took out a pheromone-blocking patch from the drawer. “Teacher Cheng, let me help you put this on.”

Cheng Jianli said, “I already applied one after my shower.”

Jiang Muyan let out an “Oh” and put the patch back, unsure why Cheng Jianli had suddenly become distant. Could it be related to the earlier fall?

So she asked in a placating tone, “Teacher Cheng, does your leg still hurt?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Not anymore.”

Jiang Muyan offered, “Should I massage it for you again?”

Cheng Jianli glanced at her lightly. “Weren’t you reluctant before?”

Cheng Jianli felt she had changed, she was actually making a fuss over such a trivial matter with Jiang Muyan.

Jiang Muyan froze. “I wasn’t.”

Cheng Jianli pressed, “Really?”

Jiang Muyan immediately insisted, “Of course! I’d do anything for you. You tutor me every day, that’s already so much work.”

Hearing this, Cheng Jianli relaxed slightly. She couldn’t help feeling she might have overreacted, so she offered a faint smile. “No need for a massage. Focus on your problems.”

Jiang Muyan was captivated by that smile and grinned foolishly in return. “You sound so gentle, Teacher Cheng.”

Cheng Jianli raised a brow. “Gentle?”

She had never associated herself with that word, most people who interacted with her called her cold.

Jiang Muyan affirmed, “Yeah, very gentle.” After a pause, she added, “Though sometimes, you’re also really ruthless.”

Cheng Jianli asked, “When have I ever been ruthless?”

Jiang Muyan hesitated before answering, “Like just now. I could tell you were mad at me, but you wouldn’t say it.”

A faint smile touched Cheng Jianli’s lips. “So you did notice.”

Jiang Muyan fidgeted with her fingers. “Of course. I care about how you feel.”

Cheng Jianli murmured, “I was overthinking earlier. It’s fine now.”

Jiang Muyan tilted her head. “What were you overthinking?”

Cheng Jianli didn’t want to admit she had been upset over Jiang Muyan’s earlier remark, so she simply said, “Nothing. Get back to your work.”

Jiang Muyan wasn’t the type to pry, so she just said, “Oh,” and immediately turned back to her studies.

Over a week later, training for the sports festival intensified. Jiang Muyan participated in relay race and 800-meter drills every afternoon.

She spent more time with Xu Yinghe. Once, a girl came over blushing to offer them water, but Jiang Muyan declined, as did Xu Yinghe, the bottle eventually went to Tang Yu.

Cheng Jianli occasionally accompanied her to the training field, though she mostly stayed in the classroom to finish homework. With the sports festival just two days away, she wanted to complete her holiday assignments early.

Cheng Jianli sat by the window as yellow leaves danced gently outside, autumn had truly arrived. A leaf, lifted by the evening breeze, drifted through the window and landed on the nape of her shirt collar.

It tickled.

She plucked the leaf away, her fingers accidentally brushing against her scent-suppressing patch.

The spot was burning hot.

Cheng Jianli frowned slightly. Why was it so warm? If she hadn’t touched it, she wouldn’t have noticed.

Out of an omega’s caution, she immediately unlocked her phone. Checking the date, she realized her heat wasn’t due for another three days.

It probably wouldn’t come early, right?

Even as she thought this, the heat at the back of her neck inexplicably intensified under her own suggestion.

After a moment’s hesitation, she took an omega suppressant from her bag and headed to the fifth-floor restroom.

Meanwhile, Jiang Muyan happily sank a three-pointer on the back court. Tang Yu cheered, “Damn, you’re so cool!”

Jiang Muyan grinned. “Of course!”

Tang Yu, the basketball team’s ace, extended an invitation. “You and Xu Yinghe are both tall—perfect for basketball. Our school even has a girls’ team. Wanna join?”

Xu Yinghe, drinking water nearby, declined. “No, I’ve got things to do at home.”

Jiang Muyan added, “Midterms are right after the sports festival. I need to study.”

Tang Yu sighed. “Alright.”

Cheng Jianli wasn’t under the tree today, only You Xia was. Remembering this, Jiang Muyan casually asked Xu Yinghe, “Hey, did you visit her at the hospital last time?”

Xu Yinghe blinked. “Who?”

“You Xia. She went to the hospital for alcohol allergy.”

Xu Yinghe shrugged. “Does it matter if I went or not?”

Jiang Muyan gave her a strange look. “Of course it does. She drank for you that night.”

Xu Yinghe replied flatly, “I never asked her to.”

Jiang Muyan patted her shoulder. “She was just trying to help. Why are you like this?”

Something in those words must’ve struck a nerve. Xu Yinghe said bluntly, “I don’t like poor people.”

Jiang Muyan froze. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Xu Yinghe scoffed. “Exactly what it sounds like. I can’t stand that shabby look.”

With that, she tossed her water bottle to Tang Yu.

Jiang Muyan’s mood soured. “I don’t care about anything else, but don’t you dare say that in front of Cheng Jianli.”

Xu Yinghe shrugged again. “Whatever.”

Her indifference made Jiang Muyan frown. “Xu Yinghe, why do you look down on people with less money? Being poor now doesn’t mean they’ll stay that way. Cheng Jianli’s grades are incredible, she might even surpass us someday.”

Suddenly, her phone buzzed. Jiang Muyan lowered her voice. “Never mind. I’m leaving.”

She walked to the court’s entrance and checked her phone, Cheng Jianli was calling. She answered, “Teacher Cheng?”

A shaky breath came through the line. “Jiang Muyan, come to the fifth-floor restroom. Now.”

Something in her voice felt off. “What’s wrong?”

Cheng Jianli’s usually calm tone wavered slightly. “My heat started. One suppressant wasn’t enough. Bring another from my bag.”

Heat?

Jiang Muyan was stunned. Cheng Jianli had mentioned her heat would coincide with the sports festival, but she hadn’t expected it to arrive so soon.

She quickly said, “Wait for me, I’ll be right there.”

Jiang Muyan dashed back to the teaching building. At this hour, the building was empty, all the athletes were training on the back field. She rummaged through Cheng Jianli’s backpack and grabbed the omega suppressants, taking three extra doses just in case. That should be enough.

The fifth-floor restroom was the least frequented, and now, not a single soul could be seen.

Carrying the suppressants, Jiang Muyan hurried to the restroom.

The moment she pushed the door open, someone suddenly grabbed her arm and pinned her against the wall.

Cheng Jianli’s face was flushed, her eyes hazy, and fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead. Her white shirt clung to her body, and the air was thick with the overpowering scent of mango pheromones.

Jiang Muyan froze. “Are you okay, Teacher Cheng?”

“I’m fine,” Cheng Jianli replied weakly, barely managing to steady her voice. “Give me the suppressant.”

Jiang Muyan hastily handed over the omega suppressants. The sweet, intoxicating mango scent enveloped her soft yet overwhelming, a fragrance unique to omegas. Jiang Muyan was acutely sensitive to it.

Perhaps it really was as Cheng Jianli had said their compatibility rate was as high as 99%. That’s why she could always detect Cheng Jianli’s pheromones.

The cloying mango aroma made the back of Jiang Muyan’s neck itch inexplicably, as if something were about to emerge. She couldn’t help but scratch it before saying, “Teacher Cheng, let me help you with the injection.”

Cheng Jianli’s breathing was labored as she leaned against the pristine wall. “I can do it myself.”

Hongchuan Seventh High was a private school with top-notch facilities—even the restrooms had polished mahogany floors, so clean not a single strand of hair could be found.

Jiang Muyan said, “Then I’ll guard the door so no one comes in.”

Cheng Jianli took a deep breath, unwrapped the packaging, and pulled out the suppressant.

She inserted the needle into her vein, and the cold liquid rushed into her body. Her vision blurred, growing hazy.

Ten minutes later, the burning heat at the back of her neck, which should have faded, only intensified. Cheng Jianli frowned slightly, the corners of her eyes reddening.

The omega suppressant wasn’t working.

How could this be…

Jiang Muyan watched as Cheng Jianli injected all three doses, yet the fine sweat on her forehead remained, and the pheromones in the air grew even stronger.

Sweet, fragrant, and utterly intoxicating, the mango scent wrapped around them like a suffocating embrace.

Jiang Muyan felt a little off herself but quickly snapped out of it, asking anxiously, “Teacher Cheng, what’s wrong?”

“It’s not working,” Cheng Jianli said, stuffing the empty suppressant into her uniform pocket. Her damp eyes met Jiang Muyan’s. “I don’t know why the suppressant isn’t effective. Maybe these are expired.”

“Expired? Then what do we do?” Jiang Muyan was stunned.

Cheng Jianli fell silent. It was clear her heat was taking a toll her body curled against the wall, her white shirt sticking to her skin, growing damp.

Jiang Muyan felt flustered under Cheng Jianli’s gaze. Her eyes dropped to the torn pheromone-blocking patch on Cheng Jianli’s neck, beneath which the gland had swollen.

Just as Cheng Jianli had once told her an omega’s gland only swelled like this during heat.

“Maybe…” Jiang Muyan leaned in hesitantly, “I could help you?”

“You help me?” Cheng Jianli’s hair framed her flushed cheeks. “But you haven’t presented yet, you can’t infuse pheromones,” she murmured breathlessly, each exhale scorching hot. “Biting me would be useless.”

“But you can’t just endure it like this.” Jiang Muyan recalled their last encounter at Cheng Jianli’s home, how the omega had moaned uncontrollably when her scent gland was touched.

Perhaps,  her wife secretly enjoyed this sensation?

The alpha shook her head immediately, chastising herself, this was purely about helping Cheng Jianli through her heat cycle.

Her intentions were completely pure. Absolutely no ulterior motives.

Her current priority was studying hard with Cheng Jianli to get into university.

Pulling Cheng Jianli up from the floor, Jiang Muyan suggested, “Maybe the suppressants aren’t expired just slow-acting.” She steadied the omega against the wall. “Our compatibility is extremely high. Even if I haven’t presented, my bite should still have some effect, right?”

Cheng Jianli’s slender fingers pressed against crimson wallpaper as she weakly protested, “No…”

Standing behind her, Jiang Muyan whispered reassuringly, “Don’t worry, Professor Cheng. I haven’t presented, I pose no threat.”

Lowering her head, Jiang Muyan nuzzled Cheng Jianli’s nape before gently capturing the swollen scent gland between her lips.

A devastating wave of pleasure radiated from the contact, flooding Cheng Jianli’s entire body. Jiang Muyan’s teeth teased the gland without breaking skin, her tongue coaxing it to swell further, a plump, pheromone-rich jelly that gradually stabilized under her ministrations.

With 99% compatibility, even an unpresented alpha could provide relief.

As the pheromones began subsiding, Jiang Muyan felt inexplicably intoxicated this being her second time biting Cheng Jianli today, yet equally euphoric.

Ignoring the strange ache developing in her own nape, she focused on comforting Cheng Jianli. But when her gaze fell on the pink bra strap indenting the omega’s shoulder, stark against milky skin.

For one dangerous second, Jiang Muyan imagined doing very impure things.

She mentally slapped herself, Cheng Jianli hadn’t even entered university yet!

“Professor Cheng,” she asked hoarsely, stroking the omega’s hair, “are you feeling better?”

Cheng Jianli whimpered against the wall, damp shirt clinging to her feverish skin. “Still, too hot.”

Jiang Muyan froze for a moment before reaching around from behind to press against the buttons of Cheng Jianli’s blouse: “Are you feeling hot here?”

Cheng Jianli’s eyes were red at the corners, her misty gaze unable to focus on anything.

Jiang Muyan swallowed hard and tentatively asked, “Is your bra too tight? Should I help adjust it for you?”

Cheng Jianli looked dazed, murmuring vaguely, “Mm…”

Only after receiving permission did Jiang Muyan raise her fingers, quickly undoing the buttons at the front of Cheng Jianli’s blouse.

The thin pink fabric beneath became faintly visible. Jiang Muyan deliberately avoided looking there, simply saying, “Teacher Cheng, don’t move. It’ll be done soon.”

Then her cool fingers trailed along Cheng Jianli’s back, following the elegant curve of her spine as they searched inch by inch until they found the clasp. With practiced ease, Jiang Muyan unfastened it.

The creamy white skin, now without support, bounced slightly as the delicate fabric slid down arms like jade lotus roots, coming to rest at slender wrists.

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