The Popular Darling Says She’s Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 10

The Transmigration Diary 10

This was actually an isolation collar designed for Alphas. Because of stickers and suppressants, they were rarely used nowadays—except for those “inferior” Alphas who utterly lacked control over their own pheromones.

For an Alpha, it wasn’t entirely devoid of a sense of humiliation. However, in certain contexts, it had also evolved into a type of… fetish toy.

Seraphina clearly didn’t know this. Su Yan wanted to warn her, but it was already too late.

The surrounding students were all dumbstruck; the vast playground became terrifyingly silent for a moment. Before half a day passed, news of this would likely spread until everyone in the school knew.

Afterward, Wen Shiyu had no choice but to endure wearing the collar, following Seraphina across more than half the campus before finally arriving at the private VIP room Seraphina habitually used in the academy’s restaurant.

It was only then that Wen Shiyu realized that when nobles ate, people actually stood by the entire time. Small tasks like pouring drinks or changing plates were all handled expertly by white-gloved waiters at the first possible moment.

Wen Shiyu didn’t even know what she was supposed to do.

Seraphina, naturally, couldn’t stand to see her idle. She deliberately raised her hand, signaling for Wen Shiyu to wipe it.

“Oh.” Wen Shiyu squatted beside her, obediently picking up a small white towel to wipe her hand. The warm towel brushed over her palm, her fingers, and she even paid attention to the gaps between the fingers.

Seraphina felt a bit ticklish and tried her best to find fault, yet she found herself quite satisfied.

After thinking for a moment, she asked Wen Shiyu to cut her lamb chops. Wen Shiyu nodded and helped her cut them, her face remaining perfectly calm.

Seraphina watched Wen Shiyu as she ate, and finally, she thought of a “brilliant” idea to humiliate her. She pushed the plate of roasted lamb chops—which she had only tasted a few bites of—outward.

Then, lifting her chin slightly, she said to Wen Shiyu in a difficult tone: “I don’t want to eat anymore. You finish it.”

“?” Wen Shiyu, who was already starving, immediately picked up a fork.

It smelled so good.

Because she found the school cafeteria food too expensive, she hadn’t eaten such fragrant meat in a long time.

Su Yan watched the two of them, her lips twitching slightly. She felt something was very wrong. From a bystander’s perspective, they were sitting close together; this pre-meal etiquette and mutual feeding resembled an intimate young couple. What did this have to do with punishment?

She hesitated to speak, wanting to warn Seraphina, but Seraphina seemed to be in high spirits. Subsequently, she “thoughtfully” pushed over seafood fried rice, fruit yogurt, and ice cream.

As a result, throughout this meal, Wen Shiyu was probably the one who ate the most devotedly and contentedly.

When she finally put down her knife and fork and let out a satisfied sigh, she looked up and happened to meet Su Yan’s gaze—a gaze filled with an indescribable complexity and subtlety…

“Ahem,” Wen Shiyu cleared her throat uncomfortably, once again requesting to leave. “Um… I really should go. I have class this afternoon. If I don’t leave now, I’ll be late…”

Seraphina saw that Wen Shiyu even had a bit of ice cream on the corner of her mouth… she didn’t even realize her humiliation hadn’t worked. On the contrary, she felt that Wen Shiyu was quite obedient.

She reached out her hand, her tone sounding a bit softer. “Give me your class schedule.”

“?”

Wen Shiyu didn’t quite understand her meaning, but after being glared at slightly, she could only obediently send her the schedule.

Seraphina tapped her phone a few times, seemingly sending a message to someone. After a moment, she looked up and said in that “I’m bullying you” tone:

“I’ve adjusted the rest of your required courses for this semester to match my time slots, and I’ve changed the instructors to the same ones.”

Looking at Wen Shiyu’s instantly widened eyes, she added: “This afternoon’s class, you’re coming with me.”

In reality, as an honor student ranked at the top of her grade, Seraphina enjoyed priority registration. Her professors were far better than the ones chosen by the original owner of the body, who hadn’t cared about academics at all.

But Wen Shiyu really hadn’t expected this. Could these things just be changed at will?

Damned noble privileges…

“So from now on… I have to attend class and eat with you?”

“What of it?” Seraphina flicked her eyes up at her, triumphantly pointing at her collar. “Right now, you need to cooperate with me and please me. Do I need to say it again?”

Wen Shiyu was speechless and had no choice but to follow them to class.

Because it was a small honors class, there were fewer students, and the classroom environment was much more comfortable and high-end.

Seraphina clearly felt her “servant game” was going well and was quite proud. She needed to keep up the momentum and continue tormenting Wen Shiyu. Thus, she shoved a notebook into Wen Shiyu’s arms and made her take notes for her.

“…” Wen Shiyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down on Seraphina’s right.

Su Yan eventually sat silently on Seraphina’s left.

When Xia Te rushed into the classroom, she was about to say hello, but then she immediately saw Wen Shiyu sitting next to Seraphina. Her eyebrows arched exaggeratedly high. Finally, she settled for the row behind Seraphina, leaning forward to hiss at Su Yan.

“I was only gone for one lunch hour…” She gesticulated wildly toward Wen Shiyu and the collar on her neck. “What happened?”

“…”

Wen Shiyu was already embarrassed enough, but a second later, a student walked in, saw her sitting next to Seraphina, and was so startled they slammed into a desk with an “Ouch,” collapsing onto it in pain.

Wen Shiyu closed her eyes. It was fine. As long as she endured this class, the next one would be different.

Wen Shiyu opened Seraphina’s latest “Fruit” brand laptop, took notes seriously, and secretly sent a copy to herself.

But halfway through the lesson, Seraphina subconsciously began to lean toward her. First, her knee bumped into Wen Shiyu’s leg and stayed there. Then, her shoulder tilted slightly, looking as if she were about to lean entirely against her.

Wen Shiyu turned to look at her and saw that her head was lowered, her face seemed to be turning pale, and her long eyelashes were cast downward. Her hand was pressed against her lower abdomen.

Uncomfortable again?

Just then, Seraphina lifted her pale, beautiful eyes and met her gaze. She seemed to suddenly realize her loss of composure in almost leaning against the other person; her cheeks quickly flushed crimson. She forced herself to sit upright again, pretending nothing was wrong, and even moved a tiny bit further away.

Wen Shiyu frowned. As expected, they should have just kissed at noon…

Why didn’t they? Was it because she hated her and didn’t want to kiss her? But what about her body?

She hesitated, wanting to lean in and whisper to Seraphina. However, as she looked up, she saw Su Yan quietly watching her from across Seraphina.

“…”

Wen Shiyu had no choice but to lean back stiffly and sit perfectly upright.

They finally endured until the end of the class. A few beads of cold sweat even broke out on Seraphina’s forehead. Su Yan immediately leaned over and said in a low, concerned voice, “You look very pale. Let me take you back and call a doctor.”

Wen Shiyu had finished packing her bag and was about to leave with the crowd, but her footsteps faltered. After a moment’s hesitation, she walked back a few steps and said to Seraphina: “…How about I take you?”

Upon hearing this, Su Yan lifted her eyes to look at her, her gaze filled with obvious wariness. “No.”

Su Yan clearly did not trust her.

In the end, Wen Shiyu could only go to her own class alone. Sure enough, before her class ended, she received a text from Seraphina.

Wen Shiyu sighed, resigned to her fate, and slipped away once more to that detached villa dormitory.

She pushed open the door. Seraphina was already lying on the bedroom bed. The female doctor she had seen before was handing a glass of warm water to Seraphina.

Seraphina took a small sip to rinse her mouth, her face pale. One hand was lightly covering her mouth as if she had just experienced a bout of nausea. The doctor gave Wen Shiyu a slight nod and then retreated from the bedroom.

Wen Shiyu sighed, squatting by the bed. “Can we kiss now?”

“Why did you just get here…”

The two of them spoke at the same time.

Seraphina froze for a moment, a blush appearing on her face. “You…” She stammered for a while, but the words seemed stuck in her throat as if she were hesitating over something.

Wen Shiyu didn’t understand her internal conflict and simply leaned in proactively.

“Wait, I haven’t brushed my teeth, I…” Seraphina hurriedly reached out to push her.

It was only then that Wen Shiyu noticed Seraphina had changed into a light, thin nightgown with spaghetti straps. Compared to when she wore the uniform, the nightgown was very form-fitting over her curves…

Wen Shiyu’s eyes involuntarily drifted there, then she immediately looked away. Strange, why was she paying attention to that?

“It’s fine.”

It wasn’t like they hadn’t kissed before, and it was just for treatment.

Wen Shiyu pinched Seraphina’s soft cheeks. She kissed her gently, then tentatively extended the tip of her tongue, softly sweeping across the inner lining of her mouth.

Seraphina’s body shuddered visibly; her shoulders and waist tensed, and even her neck turned red. She closed her eyes, her long lashes trembling.

“Mmph… mm…”

Just as Wen Shiyu felt her body seemingly lose strength and begin to slide down, and instinctively reached out to offer support, Seraphina suddenly pushed her away again. Her breathing was erratic as she covered her head—or rather, her ears.

“Ah, no, it won’t do… something’s wrong.”

“Huh?” Wen Shiyu was confused. What was wrong? There wasn’t any weird taste in her mouth. If she had to say… there was a faint, sweet peach flavor.

“I… I didn’t even give you permission to kiss me!” Seraphina panted, trying to put on a stern face, though her words sounded rather unreasonable.

“But weren’t you feeling bad…” Wen Shiyu was utterly bewildered.

Seraphina ignored her, suddenly pulling the duvet up. “Go run outside for thirty minutes. Then come back and find me!”

Wen Shiyu’s eyes widened. “Now? You want me to run now?”

“What of it?” Seraphina poked her head out from the covers defiantly. “You can also choose to release your pheromones normally.”

Wen Shiyu: “…”

…Fine, I’ll run.

Though dissatisfied, Wen Shiyu went anyway.

Thirty minutes later, with her hair slightly damp at the forehead and her breathing somewhat hurried, she returned to the room. She heard Seraphina covering her mouth again, her whole body trembling as she let out small dry heaves.

Wen Shiyu rushed over, supporting her shoulders. “Seraphina, are you okay?”

Seraphina’s beautiful eyes were glazed with a layer of mist. Seeing her, a fleeting, almost imperceptible daze flashed in those amber eyes. “Wen Shiyu… it hurts…”

Wen Shiyu hurriedly unzipped her school jacket, then reached out to pull the duvet up over them both, sealing them from head to toe.

In the small, dark space under the covers, there was only the sound of their intertwined breathing and the heat and scent of each other’s bodies coming through the thin blanket.

Wen Shiyu asked softly in the darkness, “Is this working?”

Seraphina kept her head down, her breathing still shaky. After a while, she gave a muffled “Mm.”

Wen Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but then a question occurred to her. “But… do I have to stay like this forever?”

“Where else do you want to go?” Seraphina puffed and panted, seemingly wanting to scold her but lacking the energy. “You stay right here. You’re not allowed to go anywhere.”

Wen Shiyu: “…”

After a while, Seraphina’s breathing slowly leveled out. Wen Shiyu, however, was getting a bit depressed. She didn’t want to sleep yet; she still had homework to do and books to preview.

As time ticked by, Seraphina unconsciously moved closer, eventually pressing herself completely into Wen Shiyu’s embrace. Her head rested gently in the crook of Wen Shiyu’s shoulder, and her body curled up like a small animal seeking warmth and safety.

Wen Shiyu froze. Through the extremely faint light filtering through the gaps, she saw Seraphina had closed her eyes. Was she asleep?

A sleeping Seraphina lacked the arrogance and defensiveness of the daytime; her lashes were like feather fans, making her look even more like a princess from a fairy tale. That light nightgown had hitched up to her waist in her side-lying position, revealing fair, long legs. The straps were also struggling to keep everything contained.

As Wen Shiyu watched, her ears began to feel hot. So pretty. Truly a “Mary Sue” character loved by everyone. No, no, what was she thinking?

If Seraphina was already fast asleep, could she sneak away?

Just as Wen Shiyu had the thought and moved back slightly, Seraphina immediately pressed closer, her hand clutching Wen Shiyu’s hem tightly.

“?”

So was she asleep or not?

“Seraphina?”

No response.

Wen Shiyu whispered, “I’ll give you one kiss, and then I’m leaving, okay?”

Naturally, Seraphina still didn’t respond.

Wen Shiyu hesitated. Finally, she reached out, her fingertips pinching Seraphina’s chin to tilt her face up slightly, her lips naturally pouting and parting.

Whatever. After this kiss, she would consider her mission complete and leave.

But the moment her lips touched hers, the sleeping Seraphina let out an extremely faint, almost whimpering hum from her throat. Immediately after, her arms flew up, circling Wen Shiyu’s neck tightly, and her entire body pressed upward, pinning Wen Shiyu down.

Wen Shiyu: !