The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 32.1

“Who would ever develop real feelings for a dog?”

Old Master Chi’s condition had stabilized for the time being, so Chi Jingyan didn’t stay at the hospital to watch over him. That night, they still ended up going for French cuisine, though Chi Jingyan seemed somewhat distracted throughout.

Jiang Mengyu didn’t ask what was troubling her.

Night fell.

On the large bed in the master bedroom, Chi Jingyan pinned Jiang Mengyu beneath her, tracing her fingertips along the contours of Jiang Mengyu’s brows and eyes before lowering her head to kiss those lips once more.

Jiang Mengyu allowed her to do as she pleased.

Only when both their breaths grew uneven did Chi Jingyan suddenly pull back slightly. “The old man is seriously ill. I might be very busy these days.”

She didn’t specify what she would be busy with, and Jiang Mengyu didn’t press further. She simply gazed deeply at Chi Jingyan. “A-Yan, if there’s anything you need from me, just say the word.”

For a fleeting moment, Chi Jingyan wondered if Jiang Mengyu had already guessed her intentions. But the other woman’s eyes were utterly transparent, filled only with concern and care for her.

Perhaps she was overthinking it.

Chi Jingyan exhaled softly, her expression conflicted, as though wrestling with something. Jiang Mengyu remained silent, quietly watching her.

After a long pause, Chi Jingyan finally spoke in a hushed voice, “I want some of your pheromones.”

She had brought it up deliberately, her expression so solemn clearly, this wasn’t just about Jiang Mengyu releasing a bit of pheromones in the moment.

Jiang Mengyu blinked in surprise before comprehension dawned on her face. “Alright.”

Chi Jingyan’s lips parted slightly. She lowered her gaze to meet the eyes of the woman beneath her, sinking into a warmth and acceptance so profound it seemed Jiang Mengyu would agree to anything, no matter how unreasonable.

Unable to resist, Chi Jingyan reached out to touch Jiang Mengyu’s eyes. She loves me, doesn’t she?

Not because of pheromones, not out of some sense of obligation, just love for her, pure and simple.

Her fingertips brushed against Jiang Mengyu’s lashes. Most people would instinctively close their eyes, but Jiang Mengyu didn’t flinch, continuing to stare straight at Chi Jingyan.

Chi Jingyan leaned in closer, wanting to see more clearly, but her neck was suddenly pulled down by Jiang Mengyu’s arm. Those thin lips she had kissed so many times pressed against hers again. Gradually, Chi Jingyan relaxed, surrendering to the tenderness Jiang Mengyu offered.

……

Chi Jingyan soon returned with the equipment to collect pheromones.

Jiang Mengyu had assumed she would ask Professor Chen to handle the extraction again, but to her surprise, Chi Jingyan intended to do it herself.

Perhaps sensing Jiang Mengyu’s confusion, Chi Jingyan pressed her lips together and explained, “Professor Chen is busy.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve studied this before. Nothing will go wrong.”

These were all excuses, of course. When it came to matters involving Jiang Mengyu, Professor Chen would always make time, no matter how packed her schedule was.

Chi Jingyan simply didn’t want Professor Chen touching Jiang Mengyu again.

Call it possessiveness, call it guilt whatever the reason, Chi Jingyan didn’t want Jiang Mengyu recalling any unpleasant memories from the past.

Yet her plan required Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones. If not for that, she wouldn’t have resorted to this.

Jiang Mengyu turned her back to Chi Jingyan and swept aside her long hair, revealing the gland at the nape of her neck. The slender column of her neck was still marked with faint and deep red traces—all left by Chi Jingyan’s bites.

Chi Jingyan lifted her gaze to the mirror in front of them, which clearly reflected Jiang Mengyu’s figure. The Alpha’s expression was calm and composed, showing not a trace of tension.

It was as though she unconditionally trusted the person behind her.

Was it because she was the one doing it that Jiang Mengyu wasn’t afraid?

Chi Jingyan tightened her grip on the syringe in her hand. Instead of immediately inserting the needle into Jiang Mengyu’s gland, she lowered her head toward her.

A soft, warm sensation touched the back of Jiang Mengyu’s neck, Chi Jingyan had gently kissed her gland.

Through the mirror, Jiang Mengyu took in the scene with perfect clarity.

Her expression remained unchanged, her long lashes half-lowered to conceal the cold indifference in her eyes. No matter how moved Chi Jingyan appeared in this moment, it wouldn’t stop what she was about to do next.

After the kiss, Chi Jingyan didn’t immediately pull away. Instead, she leaned forward to press another kiss to Jiang Mengyu’s earlobe, whispering softly into her ear, “I promise you, this is the last time.”

“Mm.” Jiang Mengyu’s voice was equally quiet. “I believe you.”

The sharp needle pierced Jiang Mengyu’s skin, and the long-absent, familiar pain instantly spread throughout her entire body. Her muscles tensed involuntarily, and her brows furrowed slightly.

No matter how careful Chi Jingyan’s movements were, the gland itself was an extremely fragile and sensitive area pain was unavoidable.

Chi Jingyan could clearly sense the momentary hitch in the other’s breathing, yet Jiang Mengyu kept her lips tightly sealed, suppressing any sound of discomfort.

Chi Jingyan clenched her jaw, forcibly suppressing the complex emotions in her heart. Though her expression betrayed her distress, her hands remained steady as she swiftly withdrew the needle.

It took Jiang Mengyu a while to recover, the pain gradually fading, though her gland still felt swollen. By the time she regained her senses, Chi Jingyan had already put everything away.

The young mistress’s eyes carried a hint of something frenzied as she turned and embraced Jiang Mengyu, soothingly stroking the side of her face with her fingers while murmuring assurances, “Just wait a little longer for me.”

Her words were vague, but Chi Jingyan believed Jiang Mengyu understood her meaning. Some things didn’t need to be said aloud.

Fresh from the pheromone extraction, Jiang Mengyu’s complexion was still pale, her thin lips faintly drained of color. She allowed Chi Jingyan to hold her, appearing silent and obedient. “Mm.”

Chi Jingyan was reassured.

From that day onward, Chi Jingyan indeed became unusually busy.

She didn’t tell Jiang Mengyu what she was doing, this matter was far too risky, and Chi Jingyan had no intention of dragging Jiang Mengyu into it.

Jiang Mengyu, for her part, pretended not to notice.

Chi Jingyan behaved normally in front of her, except that whenever she sought a kiss, she was more aggressive and frenzied than before, as though she wanted to devour Jiang Mengyu whole.

Time passed in a blur, and soon it was early April.

Jiang Mengyu had just finished her monthly exams.

Though she kept a low profile in class, her consistent performance in assignments and exams had made it clear to everyone in Class Nine that she was academically strong even if outsiders still perceived her as malicious and foolish.

This time, when the monthly exam results were announced, Jiang Mengyu unexpectedly stole the spotlight.

She actually surpassed Chi Jingyan and secured the top rank in the grade.

It was worth noting that before this, Chi Jingyan had almost always been the top student in the grade, never once surpassed. This was also why, despite her notoriously bad temper, the young mistress still had quite a few followers.

As Jiang Mengyu walked past the doors of other classrooms, she could clearly feel the increased number of gazes lingering on her.

System No. 031 was also happy for Jiang Mengyu.

Although their mission was simply to successfully obtain a graduation certificate, if the host’s academic performance was outstanding, there might be additional rewards.

[Host, the plot deviation value is still slowly decreasing. Everything is moving in a positive direction, so just behave and don’t stir up any more trouble.]

The plot deviation value had already dropped to 75, while the mission progress had gradually climbed to 68. Seeing the gap between the two narrowing, System No. 031 had recently been speaking with an air of smug satisfaction.

Jiang Mengyu remained noncommittal.

System No. 031 had clearly never invested in the stock market.

Sudden surges and crashes could happen in the blink of an eye. Until the final outcome was revealed, nothing was certain yet.

Jiang Mengyu turned and walked into Classroom 9. The looks she received from her classmates were somewhat peculiar not filled with the usual exclusion and prejudice, but rather tension and concern.

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