The Villainous Female Side Character Pretends to Be an Omega in the Apocalypse and Raises a Cat - Chapter 43

Meng Qinghe noticed that faint blush, realizing the other wasn’t as composed as she appeared.

A mischievous idea surfaced in her mind as she tossed the clothes onto the sofa.

Then, she buried her face into Chi Yingdong’s neck.

The warm, damp sensation dotted her skin, quickly raising its temperature.

Her fingertips trailed up the other’s back, gently exploring along the way, making the blood rush wherever they touched.

When she discovered a thumb-sized bump on the back of the neck, she pressed it playfully.

“Mm…”

A soft, barely audible hum, tinged with restrained desire.

Only then did Meng Qinghe belatedly recall that this was an ABO world, and the spot she had touched was a gland—an extremely private area.

Chi Yingdong didn’t stop her, allowing herself to be toyed with like a beautiful doll.

Her indulgence only emboldened Meng Qinghe further.

Fingertips lightly teased the gland, eliciting controlled gasps.

“Baby, are all Omegas’ bodies this sensitive?”

Chi Yingdong paused briefly, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.

She had never told the kitten what she was.

Even during their last intimate encounter, it had been a pure fusion, free from the influence of pheromones.

Chi Yingdong didn’t respond, merely raising the corner of her eye in a silent, provocative challenge.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice too soft to hear clearly. Meng Qinghe leaned in closer.

The distance between them was so narrow that either could close it with the slightest tilt of the head.

Meng Qinghe was the first to lift her head, initiating a kiss that was unskilled yet invasive.

Unsatisfied, she trailed kisses downward, landing on the collarbone.

At the same time, her tail forcefully slipped between the thighs, swaying back and forth at the apex.

The young girl gently nibbled the collarbone before looking up with an innocent expression. “Sister, you’re feeling it now.”

The certainty in her tone made Chi Yingdong’s lips curl into a smile, her voice husky with desire. “Mm, so good!”

“Sister,” Meng Qinghe called softly.

“Hmm?” Chi Yingdong responded with a hum, her rough fingertips stroking the other’s spine, sending shivers through her. “Shall we continue?”

“Yes.”

“Alright.”

In the next moment, a restless hand slipped inside her clothes.

A gentle palm covered her, carefully kneading.

It was a sensation she had never experienced before, her skin instantly breaking out in goosebumps.

Summer clothes were thin to begin with; with a light push, they gathered around her collarbone.

Chi Yingdong knew what was coming next and felt a surge of anticipation. But when expectation became reality, everything fit together seamlessly.

The unprecedented pleasure made her instinctively pinch Meng Qinghe’s ear, subtly hinting not to neglect the other side.

Meng Qinghe understood and complied with her wishes.

Unlike their previous encounter, this time the initiative remained entirely in her hands. She wanted to make it perfect.

“Baby, I’m ready.”

Chi Yingdong took Meng Qinghe’s hand, guiding one finger downward.

When she withdrew it, the fingertip glistened with a transparent sheen.

Meng Qinghe stared at her finger.

A moment later, she raised it to her lips.

Before Chi Yingdong could react, she lightly licked it.

“It tastes like you.”

Her expression was one of pure innocence and curiosity, as if seeking new knowledge, yet her tone was utterly serious.

Chi Yingdong froze, as if fireworks had exploded in her mind.

Meng Qinghe stood up and knelt before Chi Yingdong, reaching to undo the button on her pants.

From Chi Yingdong’s perspective, the cat ears stood upright happily, the tail wagging rapidly.

She really was so well-behaved.

After several attempts, Meng Qinghe lifted her head in frustration. “Sister! Cooperate a little, I can’t undo it.”

She glanced down at herself and muttered, “Not fair.”

And here I was just praising her for being good.

Chi Yingdong sighed helplessly.

Wasn’t it a bit late to complain about fairness now?

But when it’s your own cat you’ve raised, you have to indulge her.

Chi Yingdong became exceptionally cooperative with the subsequent progress, after all, it was the kitten’s first attempt at taking charge, so she deserved to feel a sense of accomplishment.

A little past ten.

It was completely dark outside.

The kitten beside her was already exhausted and lying down.

The kitten couldn’t understand why being on top was so tiring too.

Chi Yingdong crouched down, rubbed Meng Qinghe’s head, and softly instructed, “I’m going to check across the way. Wait here and don’t run off.”

“Got it.”

Meng Qinghe turned her face away. Chi Yingdong’s natural demeanor made her feel a bit defeated.

But remembering how the other had sprayed her face earlier, the kitten blinked proudly.

Chi Yingdong put on her night-vision goggles. Since someone was guarding the front door, she climbed out from the bedroom balcony.

The villa area at night was eerily quiet.

She moved forward, hugging the wall, nerves taut, alert to every rustle and movement around her, mentally mapping out her route.

Qiao Ying’s team would definitely have someone on night watch, she couldn’t just barge in.

When she was about two meters away from the villa, Chi Yingdong stopped, held her breath, and listened carefully for any sounds inside.

In the living room, Qiao Ying was pacing back and forth. “How am I supposed to level up without the gene serum?”

“Ye Rourou, are there any other potions? We’ll set out tomorrow to get them. We can’t let anyone beat us to it again.”

Ye Rourou: “Captain, my precognitive dreams have only shown me this so far.”

“Captain, if Military Advisor Ye dreams of anything, she’ll definitely tell you. By the way, didn’t you ask me to look into your childhood friend’s whereabouts? She’s recently been at the Shanghai Base.”

Chi Yingdong couldn’t identify the owner of this female voice, but the information it carried was significant.

In this lifetime, without her stirring the pot in the middle, Qiao Ying and Ye Rourou hadn’t ended up together. Instead, Ye Rourou had become Qiao Ying’s military advisor, and Qiao Ying was looking for her.

Chi Yingdong listened for a while longer, but the rest of the conversation was just idle chatter about building a base in the future.

She quietly made her way to the back door of the villa.

The lock on the back door was broken, likely damaged by Qiao Ying’s group to get inside.

She gently pushed the door open, the gap was just wide enough for one person to slip through. Inside, it was pitch black, with only the faint outlines of furniture visible.

She had only taken a couple of steps inside when she heard footsteps approaching from the end of the hallway. Chi Yingdong quickly hid behind a nearby cabinet.

As the footsteps drew nearer, she tightened her grip on the knife in her hand, ready to strike at any moment.

Fortunately, the person was just passing by and didn’t notice anything unusual, heading straight to the living room while humming an off-key tune.

Chi Yingdong quickly made her way to the second floor. Two rooms had already been tidied up, and she immediately installed the listening devices.

Once everything was done, she swiftly left.