The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 16

Su Ren slept terribly that night, all because his heat had finally arrived.

The sudden, bizarre sensation caused Su Ren’s brain to short-circuit. Throughout the entire night, his sleep was so heavy and oppressive it felt as if he were dying inside a dream.

He dreamed he was retaking the College Entrance Examination. Questions that should have been effortless and familiar became exceptionally difficult due to the onset of his heat. His head was spinning, his shoulders ached, and his stomach cramped painfully. To make matters worse, just as he managed to struggle through half the exam, he suddenly realized that the name on the answer sheet wasn’t his, it was Xie Chouqiu’s. Even the barcode sticker for the candidate ID belonged to Xie Chouqiu.

Stunned, Su Ren didn’t have time to wonder why Xie Chouqiu was taking the exam in the same year as him. He immediately dropped his pen and requested a new paper.

When the proctor approached, Su Ren looked up to see Sun Jianqiang.

Sun Jianqiang shook his head and sighed with an expression of deep regret, pointing a finger behind Su Ren.

Su Ren turned around and saw Xie… Chouqiu. That face, which looked as though it had been meticulously sculpted by the goddess Nuwa for seven days and nights, was wearing the innocent, goofy grin of a Samoyed. He had his chin hooked over Su Ren’s shoulder and his “dog paws” wrapped around Su Ren’s waist, looking incredibly silly.

Su Ren thought to himself that it was no wonder his shoulders and waist hurt and he felt nauseous, but wait, why on earth was he sitting on Xie Chouqiu’s lap while taking an exam?!

Su Ren frowned, looking down to bark at him, “What are you doing? Are you sick?”

Xie Chouqiu blinked in disbelief and grabbed Su Ren’s wrist, saying with an air of high-mindedness, “I’m here to help you answer the questions.”

Su Ren looked back at the absurd “College Entrance Exam Chinese” paper.

He wondered if the world had gone mad.

The name on the paper had changed back to his own, but the questions had turned into something bizarre.

Most ridiculous of all, the paper was already covered in Xie Chouqiu’s handwriting.

Name: Su Ren

Question 1: Please use three idioms to describe your own body.

Answer: Slender waist and rounded hips, soft yet resilient, needs to be kissed by me.

Su Ren: ?

Dizzy and heavy-headed with rage, Su Ren knitted his brows coldly. He felt the worsening symptoms of his heat surging over him like an unstoppable tidal wave.

The man holding him, like a clingy dog, began to devoutly lick his gland.

Su Ren’s entire body tensed. Struggling with all his might, he pulled a syringe from the desk cubby—placed there at some unknown time and plunged it toward Xie Chouqiu’s carotid artery!

As Xie Chouqiu’s blood sprayed out, Su Ren finally jolted awake from the dream. He sat up, gasping for air, only then realizing it had been a nightmare.

However, the numbness and itching at the gland on the back of his neck had intensified. The chest tightness, fatigue, rapid heartbeat, and the sweet yet bitter scent of Angelica-flavored pheromones all pointed to one undeniable fact.

His heat had indeed arrived.

At that moment, the lolita voice in his head finally reappeared: “Tada! A new mission is here! The plot has reached Chapter Seven! Spend a shameless, unbridled heat with your husband!”

Su Ren ignored Song Di’s noisy chatter. Without even putting on slippers, he stepped onto the freezing marble tiles with a heavy head and light feet, his face cold as he searched for the suppressants he had stocked at home a few days ago just in case.

Su Ren followed a “Beginner’s Guide to Injecting Omega Suppressants” from Site C. It took three consecutive shots before he finally managed to stifle the urge to be touched. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief, carefully applying a scent-masking patch over his gland.