After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 75

Cheng Jianli also noticed the awkward position and quickly tried to get up. Jiang Muyan steadied her: “Are you okay, Teacher Cheng?”

Cheng Jianli tightened the sheet around herself, her thin lips pressing into a delicate, moist line. “…I’m fine.”

Jiang Muyan asked, “When did you wake up?”

Cheng Jianli’s skin brushed against the soft fabric. “Half an hour ago,” she said, studying Jiang Muyan, who had clearly just returned from outside, carrying the dampness of rain and the chill of night. “I got up to look for clothes but couldn’t find any. Just as I was about to go back, the housekeeper came in.”

Jiang Muyan scratched her head. “So you hid in the closet?”

Cheng Jianli: “Mm.”

The room fell silent. Jiang Muyan slipped her hand beneath the sheet, tracing Cheng Jianli’s waistline. “Are you cold?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Not really. Your room’s heating is strong.”

It seemed Cheng Jianli didn’t mind Jiang Muyan touching her waist or maybe she was just used to it. Either way, Jiang Muyan couldn’t resist lingering a little longer, her attention completely shifting from their earlier predicament to something else entirely.

She giggled foolishly. “Heh, Teacher Cheng, you’re so slender.”

Cheng Jianli felt Jiang Muyan’s cool fingers glide over her waist. “You can’t fatten me up. I’m still only forty-six kilograms.”

“It’s because you don’t eat properly. You barely have anything every day,” Jiang Muyan said, suddenly feeling a little shy as she recalled the softness beneath her touch. “But, um…”

Cheng Jianli lifted her gaze. “But what?”

Jiang Muyan spoke cautiously, her voice hushed. “I’m afraid you’ll get mad if I say it.”

Cheng Jianli frowned. “Do I get angry that easily?”

Jiang Muyan: “Not really.”

Cheng Jianli: “Then what is it?”

Jiang Muyan hesitated. “Should I really say it?”

Cheng Jianli: “Mm.”

Jiang Muyan said earnestly, “It’s just even though you’re thin, your figure is really nice. Your skin is so fair, and that part is really soft.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“When will you stop being such a pervert?” Cheng Jianli asked seriously.

Jiang Muyan: “!!!”

“You asked me,” Jiang Muyan said defensively. “I was just being honest.”

Cheng Jianli coughed. “Take your hand out.”

Reluctantly, Jiang Muyan withdrew her hand from Cheng Jianli’s waist. “Oh, right, Teacher Cheng, when you fell earlier, I noticed your forehead was really hot. Are you running a fever?”

Cheng Jianli said, “A little. I felt it too when I got up.”

Jiang Muyan immediately tensed. “Let me take your temperature first.”

Cheng Jianli nodded, but just as she was about to stand, the housekeeper knocked on the door again. “Young Miss, are you done yet?”

Jiang Muyan: “!!!”

What now? Cheng Jianli was still wrapped in a sheet!

Jiang Muyan glanced around frantically. As the housekeeper was about to enter, she acted on impulse grabbing Cheng Jianli and dragging her back into the closet. The door slammed shut, and Cheng Jianli was pressed sideways against Jiang Muyan, the sheet slipping aside.

Jiang Muyan put a finger to her lips in a silent “shh.”

Inside the dim closet, they couldn’t see each other’s faces, but their breaths were heavy and unmistakable.

The housekeeper pushed the door open, only to find the bedroom empty. Puzzled, she called out, “Young Miss?”

Cheng Jianli didn’t know where to put her hands. Having rushed in too hastily, the bedsheet draped over her was in complete disarray. Jiang Muyan’s knee happened to be wedged between her thighs, rendering her completely immobile.

This situation was even more absurd than before…

A faint blush rose on Cheng Jianli’s cheeks as she whispered, “Why did you hide in here?”

Jiang Muyan blinked, as if waking from a dream. “Oh right, why did I hide in here?”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

But it was too late. Seeing the bedroom empty again, the housekeeper assumed Jiang Muyan had gone to the kitchen downstairs. She called in several staff, saying, “Since the young mistress isn’t here, let’s thoroughly clean the floors and desks again.”

“Remember to replace the rug, it’s raining outside, and the edges near the floor-to-ceiling windows are damp…”

Jiang Muyan was stunned upon hearing this.

Another cleaning session?!

How long would this take?!

She currently had her hands braced on either side of Cheng Jianli’s neck, carefully avoiding contact with her body, but this position was impossible to maintain for long.

Though the wardrobe was spacious, complete avoidance of contact was impossible. Both could hear each other’s breathing and the rustling of fabric.

Cheng Jianli felt her head burning especially after Jiang Muyan had pointed out her feverish forehead earlier, she truly felt like she was on fire.

Jiang Muyan whispered, “Should I go out?”

Cheng Jianli shook her head. “How would I explain being seen like this?”

Jiang Muyan: “But, but—”

As she shifted her knee slightly forward, the bedsheet had already been pulled aside, and she accidentally brushed against trembling petals. Jiang Muyan’s mind instantly went blank as if electrocuted.

The delicate folds were nervously contracting, like moving lips.

Jiang Muyan nearly cried out, but with the housekeeper still outside, she could only resolutely pull her knee back.

She’d only seen such scenes in certain “films” never in real life!

And she genuinely had no impure thoughts about Cheng Jianli right now!

Damn it!!!

The cleaning continued outside as the entire rug was removed, and the housekeeper had someone bring up a new one from downstairs.

This rug was sky blue with fluffy white clouds, perfectly matching Jiang Muyan’s room decor.

Yet inside the wardrobe, the space felt increasingly cramped. The faint mango scent from Cheng Jianli grew more intense, and the air became stifling.

As minutes ticked by, Jiang Muyan refused to let herself look at Cheng Jianli’s body, instead peering through the wardrobe cracks and wondering why the cleaners were taking so long.

But the longer they waited, the stronger the mango fragrance became.

After fifteen minutes, Jiang Muyan whispered, “Teacher Cheng, they should be finishing soon. You—” Turning, she saw Cheng Jianli’s usually clear eyes now glistening with unnatural moisture. “T-Teacher Cheng, what’s wrong?”

Cheng Jianli had actually been unwell for a while. Fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead, her knuckles were white from clenching, her cheeks were flushed crimson, and even her lashes were damp with teardrop-like moisture.

Had she suddenly entered her heat cycle?

The housekeepers outside were all betas who couldn’t detect her pheromones. But the person before her was Jiang Muyan, an alpha.

Cheng Jianli’s expression showed slight discomfort as she caught the scent of Jiang Muyan’s pheromones, an intense rose fragrance that even the scent-blocking patch couldn’t completely conceal.

Their pheromone compatibility was simply too high.

“I need suppressants.” Cheng Jianli grasped Jiang Muyan’s arm, her eyes slightly reddened. She looked like a ripe orange, just waiting for someone to peel away the sweet skin and discover what lay beneath.

Jiang Muyan recognized that familiar tone and state immediately, Cheng Jianli had suddenly entered her heat cycle.

How could a feverish omega slip into heat so easily?!

Would her wife be okay?

While nervously glancing outside, Jiang Muyan said, “I can’t give you any right now. Can you hold on for a bit?”

Rejected outright, Cheng Jianli curled up weakly in the cramped space like a helpless kitten. “Mmm…”

The maids wiped down the desk and chair thoroughly inside and out.

Maid A remarked, “Is Miss Cheng’s chair a bit wobbly? The legs don’t seem right. Let’s bring up a new one from downstairs.”

Maid B responded immediately, “I’ll go get it.”

“Don’t forget a feather cushion,” Maid C called after her. “Otherwise, the chair won’t be comfortable…”

No one knew that inside the wardrobe, the two were tense with nerves.

As time passed, the storm outside grew heavier, and Cheng Jianli’s flawless face flushed deeper. Her fair arms trembled slightly, her pheromones saturating the space like the relentless downpour beyond the walls.

Her eyes shimmered like pools of spring water trapped, unable to escape. She desperately wanted to tear off Jiang Muyan’s scent-blocking patch, to let her pheromones soothe her.

The rose-like scent bloomed like the most vibrant flower of spring, capable of calming everything in its wake.

Instinct was the most terrifying reaction. Having been refused once, Cheng Jianli didn’t ask again. Instead, she abruptly wrapped her arms around Jiang Muyan’s neck and inhaled deeply.

Jiang Muyan’s eyes widened the barrier between them had vanished, replaced by something infinitely softer.

She really wanted to touch her.

But she quickly shook her head, forcing the thought away, and patted Cheng Jianli’s shoulder. “Miss Cheng, what are you doing?”

Cheng Jianli buried her face against Jiang Muyan’s neck, her gaze hazy as she murmured, “Take off your patch…”

Jiang Muyan blinked. “Huh?”

Biting her lip, Cheng Jianli whispered, “Jiang Muyan, I want to smell your pheromones because I feel so awful…”

So that was it.

Relieved, Jiang Muyan immediately peeled off the scent-blocking patch.

Instantly, the rose-like pheromones surged from her glands like sunlight breaking through storm clouds, saturating the air.

Slowly, steadily, they finally brought the tempest to rest.

Cheng Jianli’s slightly parted lips brushed against Jiang Muyan’s shoulder. She had nearly lost control her heat had struck too fiercely, leaving her helpless but to seek the one thing she craved most.

The moment she inhaled Jiang Muyan’s scent, it was as if a lost traveler had finally found her way home.

She clung tightly to Jiang Muyan’s neck, pressing her body flush against the other girl. Jiang Muyan’s eyes now shimmered like clear water, pure and innocent, more unblemished than a blank sheet of paper.

“Are you feeling any better now?” Jiang Muyan was a quick learner. In the dimly lit closet, she continuously soothed Cheng Jianli with her pheromones, filling the entire room with the mingling scents of mango and rose.

“No…” Cheng Jianli’s flushed lips parted to murmur the word. It wasn’t enough. Smelling the alpha’s pheromones was like quenching thirst by staring at plums her body’s instincts screamed for the other to mark her, even if only temporarily.

She sat up and embraced Jiang Muyan even tighter. But Jiang Muyan’s hands, which had merely been resting on her shoulders, suddenly slid downward, landing on the soft, pale swell of skin.

Jiang Muyan’s heart pounded like thunder. Without thinking, her fingers gently squeezed the plush, rounded curves.

Oh god! S-so cute! She was really touching them!

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