After Accidentally Forcing A Kiss On The Ice-Cold Mature Woman - Chapter 11

When Jiang Shixue got clingy, her voice always became thick and syrupy, every sentence ending with an adorable modal particle.

However, at this moment, Jiang Shixue’s voice was soft, the end of her words trailing off into a low, instinctively obedient tone, looking somewhat intimidated.

It was, in fact, even more heart-tugging.

Wen Fei only felt that Jiang Shixue’s restlessness was making her own heart burn with a dry heat, yet she had nowhere to vent it.

Wen Fei gave a light cough and took the ruler from Jiang Shixue’s hand.

She gently tapped Jiang Shixue’s hand with it: “A ruler has many uses, but none of them are for playing.”

“Ow, ow, ow, ow!”

Before Wen Fei even touched her, Jiang Shixue reflexively yanked her hand back with lightning speed. She then knitted her brows, looking like a reactive kitten that had been suddenly caught and ruffled by its owner several times.

“Why are you hitting me? Am I still your girlfriend or not?”

Jiang Shixue’s face flushed red with a hint of shame.

She looked very much like a naughty child who had broken into an adult’s study, touching everything in sight, only to be scolded by an adult with a stern face.

However, Wen Fei wasn’t actually angry; she looked as though she were merely teasing a child to scare her a bit.

Jiang Shixue was thin-skinned; being teased like this by Wen Fei made her face flush and her heart race.

But in her heart, a sliver of secret joy emerged.

Wen Fei must be annoyed by the fuss! This girlfriend of hers is just too much trouble, hehe.

Watching the faint red on Jiang Shixue’s face, Wen Fei’s throat moved slightly.

She pulled Jiang Shixue toward her and grasped the girl’s curled little fist.

Jiang Shixue’s hands were beautiful—ten slender fingers with clean, neatly trimmed nails. Her palms were as white as jade without a single blemish.

Curled up as they were now, they looked like a small puff of snowy marshmallow.

One by one, Wen Fei pried open Jiang Shixue’s curled fingers. Looking at the flawless white palm, she leaned down and blew on it gently: “It wasn’t a hit. I didn’t use any force.”

Her tone carried a hint of coaxing.

Jiang Shixue’s palm felt itchy from Wen Fei’s breath; she shuddered and tried to pull her hand back.

Wen Fei did not let go.

Held by the hand, Jiang Shixue looked at the crown of Wen Fei’s head. Her ear tips turned red, and then she quickly used force again to snatch her hand back:

“I don’t care, you hit me. Domestic violence on the second day of being girlfriends—do you not like me anymore?”

As she spoke, Jiang Shixue began swinging her legs again, wrapped in her blanket like a wiggling silkworm cocoon.

Watching her like this, Wen Fei felt both amused and a surge of that dry heat.

She stood up and walked to the bookshelf: “Alright, don’t be cross. I’ll pick out a book for you to read—something fun, so you won’t be bored.”

Wrapped in her blanket, Jiang Shixue stared with wide, round eyes, let out an “oh,” and obediently waited for Wen Fei to choose a book.

Wen Fei picked one out and sat down next to Jiang Shixue, spreading it open in front of her: “Take a look at this. See if you like it.”

Jiang Shixue took the book, feeling somewhat suspicious, but she started reading obediently nonetheless.

She flipped to a page at random.

On the page was a large title: “How an Alpha Marks an Omega.”

Jiang Shixue: ???

Underneath this title were contents that appeared formal, yet made one’s heart race and face flush upon reading.

The faint red that had just receded from Jiang Shixue’s face surged back. Starting from the tips of her ears, the heat burned all the way down to her neck. Her fingers kept tugging at the hem of her clothes, wrinkling the fine fabric.

Does physiological knowledge need to be described in such vivid detail?

Is this book really a health education manual?

Jiang Shixue flipped another page. This one discussed practical techniques for an Alpha to perform a complete marking on an Omega.

For example, before the Alpha enters the Omega’s reproductive cavity, how to perform sufficient lubrication to bring the Omega the most comfortable experience of a complete marking.

Jiang Shixue felt incredibly embarrassed just reading it.

Why would Wen Fei give her something like this to read?

Does Wen Fei think she likes this kind of stuff?

Jiang Shixue couldn’t help but turn to look at Wen Fei. As she turned her head, the sensation of her hair brushing against her burning eyelids felt exceptionally vivid.

Wen Fei was sitting at the desk handling work.

Her hair was half-pinned up, revealing her long, elegant neck. When Wen Fei was serious, her features were cold, exuding an aura that warned strangers to stay away.

Just moments ago, when Wen Fei handed this “obscene” book to her, she had that same cold expression.

Having finished her work, Wen Fei saw Jiang Shixue sitting on the sofa with her fluffy head hanging very low. She walked over, sat down beside her, and leaned in to see how the reading was going.

Wen Fei glanced at the page and said, “Do you want me to read it to you?”

Snap! Jiang Shixue slammed the book shut.

“No!” Jiang Shixue’s face was so red it looked like it might bleed. She was so embarrassed she didn’t know where to put her hands or feet.

Seeing the crimson on Jiang Shixue’s face, Wen Fei’s eyes darkened slightly. She said nothing more, merely noting to herself:

It seems Jiang Shixue doesn’t like this detective novel.

Feeling completely restless, Jiang Shixue started looking for trouble again.

“I… I don’t want to read anymore. Let me see your optical computer.”

But Wen Fei took the device away first: “There’s nothing fun on here.”

Jiang Shixue pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, forcing a stubborn front: “You… do you have some secret you can’t let me know?”

Seeing Wen Fei remain silent, Jiang Shixue assumed there really was a secret: “But between girlfriends… how can there be secrets! Do you not love me anymore?”

Wen Fei let out a soft sigh: “There are no secrets. There’s just some work-related stuff on the computer. It’s very boring; you’ll fall asleep if you look at it.”

Jiang Shixue wrinkled her nose: “No, I won’t! I want to see!”

Looking at Jiang Shixue’s unreasonable behavior, a surge of irritation rose in Wen Fei’s heart. She suddenly changed the subject:

“The temporary mark you gave me yesterday has faded a bit. I’m feeling a little uncomfortable.”

“Huh?” Jiang Shixue blinked her eyes, looking a bit dazed.

Wen Fei stood up, completely enveloping the other girl in her shadow and scent:

“Can you mark me again?”

“Um…” Jiang Shixue hadn’t figured out how to respond yet.

Seeing that Jiang Shixue wasn’t moving, Wen Fei leaned down, nuzzling against Jiang Shixue’s neck, and then slightly tilted her chin up, exposing the gland at the back of her neck.

The bite mark on the back of Wen Fei’s neck had indeed faded considerably.

Jiang Shixue thought back to how miserable Wen Fei looked during her heat. She bit her lower lip and steeled her heart:

“Fine. Bear with it.”

It’s not the first time anyway!

Jiang Shixue pulled Wen Fei’s lowered neck toward her, baring her fangs. She sank them heavily into the gland on the back of Wen Fei’s neck, leaving a temporary mark.

Wen Fei trembled slightly. She felt a shuddering sensation from the gland that traveled all the way down to her waist.

After the bite, Jiang Shixue saw the blood vessels in Wen Fei’s neck throbbing with excitement.

She couldn’t help but reach out to touch them.

Wen Fei’s pulse throbbed even harder.

Feeling a bit shy, Jiang Shixue was about to pull her hand away when Wen Fei suddenly leaned down and nuzzled into her neck.

Jiang Shixue went numb all over and couldn’t help but shudder herself.

However, after nuzzling her, Wen Fei didn’t leave.

Confused, Jiang Shixue reached out to push Wen Fei: “What are you doing?!”

Wen Fei’s tall silhouette pressed down, casting a small shadow over Jiang Shixue’s slightly upturned face.

Wen Fei’s brow furrowed slightly.

Jiang Shixue’s bite was too direct, too dry. A reckless gnaw couldn’t bring any pleasure; on the contrary, her nape felt a bit uncomfortable.

Looking at Jiang Shixue’s adorable, flushed face, the words rolled around in Wen Fei’s throat.

Does she have to personally… teach Jiang Shixue how to properly play with and tease her?

She felt quite conflicted.