Not A Stupid Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

Hot…

So hot…

It felt as if her body had been thrown into blazing fire, the heat splitting her flesh and bones apart. Flames seeped into the cracks, burning away her strength, her reason, everything.

Shi Yu’s head was muddled, her senses dulled to the point of uselessness.

She thought she heard someone breathing nearby. Who was it?

A hand pressed against her back, stroking upward from her waist to her shoulder blades. Warm breath brushed against the side of her neck, followed by something soft that nipped and licked at her skin.

Her first thought was—she was about to be eaten alive.

In her hazy mind, she could only imagine she had turned into some kind of delicate pastry, being slowly savored bite by bite.

The heat kept rising, until even her skin and flesh felt tender and sensitive, trembling at the slightest touch.

The wave of strange, overwhelming sensations left her lost and helpless, her only instinct to curl inward and hide.

A soft chuckle drifted to her ear, light and clear like a mountain spring.

“Scared?”

Shi Yu couldn’t see her face, but instinct told her this person wasn’t dangerous. Maybe even a good person. So it was fine to answer honestly.

She nodded.

How could she not be afraid? Ever since arriving in this world, nothing good had happened. And now—she was at the mercy of someone whose face she didn’t even know…

Even if she had tried to be strong, at this moment grief swelled up and broke through.

Her nose stung, and tears slid down her cheeks, leaving faint tracks on flushed skin.

“Why are you crying?”

The voice that had been so calm wavered, laced with unease.

Her lashes lowered, and suddenly a warm mouth brushed past, stealing away her tears. Only when those lips left her skin did she manage to open her eyes.

The tears blurred her vision, but it didn’t stop her from being struck breathless.

So beautiful!

Her heart lurched, and her gaze fixed in a daze.

Shi Yu didn’t have many words in her vocabulary—after rummaging through her mind, all she could think of was one: beauty.

Because this woman’s beauty was simple, direct—impossible to overlook.

Delicate, dazzling features. Smooth, elegant lines of her face. Deep, striking contours that looked as if they’d been carved with care by the hands of a goddess.

And those upturned, tea-brown eyes—when they met hers, a faint shyness flickered within, bringing that too-perfect face vividly to life.

Shi Yu’s hand moved before she thought, reaching up to touch that unreal beauty.

The woman didn’t avoid it. She blinked slowly, leaning closer. “If you don’t want this, I’ll call someone to take you away.”

Shi Yu panicked, throwing her arms around her. “No—I do want it!”

The fire inside her was still raging, stronger and stronger, threatening to consume her whole. Instinct screamed at her—she needed this woman.

Her partner’s composure cracked as well. The moment Shi Yu gave consent, a wave of alpha pheromones burst through the room.

Shi Yu could barely hold herself up, collapsing against her, breath coming shallow and quick.

“I gave you a chance,” the alpha murmured lowly. “After this, even if you regret it—I won’t let you go.”

Truthfully, from the moment this strange omega had barged in, she had been holding herself back, persuading her to leave again and again. Yet instead of escaping, the girl only clung tighter.

After resisting this long, she was already at her breaking point. The fever in her blood left little room for reason.

The omega’s breath warmed her chest, sending her racing pulse into chaos. The desire she’d been burying erupted like a volcano, overwhelming in its force.

Jiang Qiuyan caught the omega’s chin between her fingers. The girl looked up like a startled rabbit, wide apricot eyes glimmering with mist, soft enough to wring the heart.

In twenty-eight years, Jiang Qiuyan had seen countless omegas. Not one had ever made her feel like this.

Was it just the fever clouding her judgment? Or… was it something real? She couldn’t tell. What she did know was that every alpha instinct in her body was screaming to make this omega hers.

She bit her lip hard enough to sting, forcing a sliver of sanity back.

“You really won’t regret this?”

Shi Yu peered at her through the blur of tears, catching the hunger in her eyes. Her hands slipped up around Jiang Qiuyan’s neck, and she leaned in to press her lips against hers.

She had never kissed anyone before. She didn’t know if she was doing it right. But the touch of lips alone filled her with joy.

Jiang Qiuyan’s mouth was soon split by the clumsy force of the kiss. She caught the omega by the nape and pulled their mouths apart.

Shi Yu stared at her reddened lips, then lifted her gaze upward, her expression sulky and dissatisfied.

Jiang Qiuyan’s chest stirred, a laugh slipping out low and quiet.

“Open your mouth. I’ll teach you.”

Shi Yu obediently parted her lips, welcoming the heat of her tongue.

Lips tangled, breath mingled—the unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensation made Shi Yu forget everything else. Her pheromones spilled out in waves, impossible to contain.

Jiang Qiuyan, swept up by the fragrance, let her own alpha instincts surge forth. Her fingers brushed along the omega’s nape, grazing the sensitive gland hidden there.

That was a place no one should touch. Shi Yu knew it, but she couldn’t resist. The dangerous thrill only pulled her deeper into heat.

Jiang Qiuyan had never smelled pheromones this sweet. Her eyes burned crimson, sweat beading at her brow, veins standing out along her neck.

Shi Yu’s shoulders ached under the grip of her hands. She looked up at the alpha’s barely restrained frenzy, and for a moment, fear sobered her.

But Jiang Qiuyan gave her no chance to retreat. Her mouth pressed down again, fiercer, her tongue drawing out a kiss so deep Shi Yu’s tongue numbed and her brain went starved of air.

The kiss went on and on, until her limbs turned to jelly and she had no strength left. Only then did Jiang Qiuyan let her go.

Her tongue swept across the omega’s lips, chasing stray drops of moisture, while her gaze darkened as it slid lower, lingering with dangerous heat.

Shi Yu’s eyes swam with tears. As Jiang Qiuyan’s mouth trailed to her neck, they spilled over, staining the corners of her reddened eyes—like peach blossoms heavy with morning dew.

Their pheromones tangled in the air, the fire in her veins burning hotter. Shi Yu’s skin flushed scarlet, like a ripe peach begging to be bitten.

An aching emptiness welled inside her. She clung tighter to the alpha, legs brushing against her restlessly, seeking warmth and relief.

Jiang Qiuyan lifted her head from her chest, narrow phoenix eyes seared with red, blazing like embers about to drip blood.

She knew exactly what Shi Yu wanted—but now wasn’t the time.

“Be good. Just wait a little longer.”

Her voice was unbelievably gentle, soothing Shi Yu’s frayed nerves like a spring rain. The omega immediately quieted, curling into her arms, greedily breathing in her scent.

Looking down at the soft bundle in her arms, Jiang Qiuyan’s heart melted to nothing. She cupped the back of Shi Yu’s head, nuzzling her for a long while before finally beginning in earnest.

Shi Yu whimpered in pain, curling in on herself.

Jiang Qiuyan paused, kissed the corner of her eye, and licked away her tears.

“It’s alright. It’ll pass soon. Trust me, okay?”

Shi Yu opened one eye, saw the tenderness in hers, and gave a small nod.

She buried her face in the alpha’s chest, voice muffled and soft. “I trust you.”

Jiang Qiuyan’s breath caught. Then her eyes curved, a smile breaking through, dimming the shadows of desire and greed.

“Good girl.”

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