A Cannon Fodder A Has No Intention of Moving Up - Chapter 22

An Muxue walked up to her and tried to take her hand, but Lin Yue instinctively backed away.

An Muxue looked at her in confusion for a moment, then glanced at the fridge behind her.

“I really give up with you…”

She walked over, unwrapped a popsicle from the grocery bag, and stuffed it into Lin Yue’s mouth.

“Eat up, you greedy cat.”

“?” Lin Yue’s face turned red.

It’s not like that…

But she didn’t explain. She just lowered her head and obediently ate the popsicle while watching An Muxue organize the remaining items into the fridge.

Lin Yue wondered if she should ask what kind of drama she was collaborating on with Shu Yan and when. If she knew the specifics, she could avoid it with surgical precision…

But asking out of the blue felt a bit strange; after all, it technically had nothing to do with her…

While Lin Yue was still agonizing, An Muxue finished her organizing and was now staring intently at Lin Yue as she ate the popsicle.

“Is it good?”

“Mhm.”

“Let me try…”

Just as Lin Yue was about to hand over the popsicle, An Muxue suddenly leaned in and kissed her. Lin Yue froze, staring at her blankly. An Muxue didn’t say a word; her eyelashes fluttered down as she continued to steal the popsicle right out of Lin Yue’s mouth.

The popsicle was cold, but An Muxue’s tongue was soft and warm.

Lin Yue understood. She set the popsicle aside and focused on the kiss.

“An Muxue…”

“Mhm?”

The two were now kissing while leaned up against the fridge door.

“Is it because my pheromones aren’t good enough that we need to kiss this often?”

“?”

An Muxue paused, only then realizing how frequently she had been initiating kisses.

“Uh, yeah. That’s right.”

An Muxue covered her mouth, lost in thought. It must be because of that, she thought, which is why it always feels like it’s not enough.

Lin Yue lowered her head, looking a bit dejected. She took a big bite of the melting popsicle.

“I’ll find a way.”

Seeing her like this, An Muxue felt she shouldn’t have said that. She didn’t kiss her just because she was uncomfortable from a lack of pheromones. Being told their pheromones are “no good” must be a huge blow to an Alpha.

“Actually, I only did it to…”

To what?

“To get cured faster! That’s why I kissed you!”

Lin Yue nodded, pretending to be comforted. An Muxue looked at her “wronged puppy” expression and felt an itch in her heart again. She wanted to kiss her more.

“Why don’t you check that bag again and see what else is in there?”

Lin Yue was suddenly pulled into an embrace. “?”

“There’s nothing left, just some strange clothes…”

“What clothes?”

Very short skirts… and cat-ear accessories.

An Muxue insisted on seeing them, so Lin Yue had no choice but to take them out. Seeing the cute cat-ear maid outfit, An Muxue couldn’t help but blush. She had never seen Lin Yue in a short skirt before.

“Ahem, put it on. Let me see.”

Lin Yue was startled. “I don’t want to.”

An Muxue acted a bit shy. “If you wear it, then I’ll wear one too…”

Lin Yue: “Let’s… let’s not.”

An Muxue immediately glared at her. What does that mean? Not interested in her?

Lin Yue: …

Ten minutes later, Lin Yue was hiding in the bathroom, clumsily putting on the cat maid outfit. As someone who usually only wore basic athletic gear, she was extremely, extremely uncomfortable. The outfit had so many bows, straps, and bells—they had to be tied around her neck, her waist, and even her legs. There were even over-the-knee socks squeezing her thighs.

When she came out, her entire face was red. An Muxue’s eyes lit up.

Lin Yue was slender with long legs and a faint hint of abs. The puffy skirt and chest area of the outfit actually highlighted her long legs and thin waist perfectly. Even cuter was how Lin Yue’s face turned bright red from all the bows and cat ears.

“So cute…” An Muxue laughed.

Lin Yue puffed out her cheeks slightly, offering a final, weak protest. “Does this even help with the treatment?”

How could it not?

An Muxue pursed her lips, took Lin Yue’s hand, and guided it… elsewhere.

Her hand was completely wet.

Lin Yue stopped talking. The rhythm of their breathing shifted.

Lin Yue finally looked closely at An Muxue’s outfit. Despite being a similar design, An Muxue looked completely different in it. She had more obvious, eye-catching curves. Her chest was overflowing from the tiny triangles of fabric, held tight by the straps.

The difference was too vast. An Muxue was the one who truly looked good in this…

They were completely captivated by each other. Lin Yue leaned down and took the initiative to kiss her. An Muxue narrowed her eyes, looking very satisfied.

“An Muxue, I…”

“Mhm…”

“I can ‘eat’ it.”

“!” What…

An Muxue’s ears turned red instantly. Lin Yue was also embarrassed but looked dead serious.

“That should be able to give you more pheromones.”

An Muxue’s face was beet-red. Is this the competitive nature of Alphas? They absolutely refuse to be seen as “incapable.”

Seeing that she didn’t reply immediately, Lin Yue misunderstood. “If you don’t want to, I’m sorry, forget I said anything. I just… thought it would make the treatment faster.”

An Muxue grabbed her. Who—who said she didn’t want to? No, no, it’s not like she wanted it that much.

An Muxue’s heart thundered. She was too embarrassed to say it, but this was actually her first heat spent with an Alpha. Even before she got sick, she had endured her heats by taking medicine and suffering through the pain. This was the only time it had felt… a bit too good, to the point where she had no experience to judge it.

Is this normal? Can it really be this comfortable…? Is this why Xiao Zhi loves Alphas so much…? Sometimes she even wondered if she would end up pregnant.

The more An Muxue thought about it, the redder her face got. She almost wanted to refuse out of shame, but looking at Lin Yue’s cute face—complete with cat ears—staring at her intently… and thinking about her sweet, soft tongue…

An Muxue’s gaze lost focus, and her breath began to tremble.

“Since it’s for the treatment…”

“Then…” she pressed her legs together, her fingers curling slightly as she pulled her skirt up a bit, “Then hurry up and try.”

In the middle of the night, An Muxue secretly crawled out of bed. She looked at the pillows—one was such a mess it was unbearable to look at, and the other she had crushed in her arms and bitten a few times. She slapped her cheeks in shame.

Forget it all!

She pulled out her phone. Her ears were still burning as she typed, deleted, and re-typed a message to her assistant. She asked her to secretly bring a box of contraceptives next time.

She added a final line: [Just to be safe.]

It really wasn’t… She covered her face. It didn’t mean she had reached the peak several times in a row…

A week passed before An Muxue’s heat finally dissipated. Although she hadn’t fully returned to normal, she felt she could resume some work.

When Lin Yue woke up today, she saw An Muxue already sitting in front of the mirror, her dark hair flowing as she carefully applied a “no-makeup” look. Lin Yue knew their filming must be starting again. An Muxue had always been career-driven and hated missing work.

Because she was naturally stunning, she spent a long time on her makeup but looked almost exactly the same as before… Seeing how serious she was, Lin Yue smiled and didn’t dare say a word.

An Muxue saw her wake up and smiled back. “Let’s go get breakfast.”

“Am I going to the set too?”

An Muxue didn’t even hesitate. “You’re going.”

Lin Yue nodded and got up quickly. About half an hour later, An Muxue did a final check in the mirror, took Lin Yue’s hand, and led her out the door. Because so much time had passed, Lin Yue had almost forgotten about the Shu Yan incident. She assumed An Muxue was taking her to the domestic film crew they had already settled on.

But when they arrived, Lin Yue realized… Aren’t there a lot of white people here?

Lin Yue: “…” Something’s wrong.

An Muxue was focused on walking forward and didn’t notice Lin Yue slowing down, widening the distance between them until she was completely hiding behind the assistant.

Assistant Lu: ?

“Muxue!”

Suddenly hearing the voice of the Lead, Shu Yan, Lin Yue stopped walking entirely. Shu Yan was wearing a suit jacket over a short tank top today. She wore a single earring in her right ear, and her long black hair was loose.

But no matter how pleasing she was to the eye, Shu Yan only represented one thing to Lin Yue: Mental Hospital.

Lin Yue’s face went rigid. she stopped, turned around, and started walking back the way she came. An Muxue, who had just greeted Shu Yan, suddenly noticed that Shu Yan was staring intently behind her.

An Muxue turned around and saw that Lin Yue had vanished.

“?”

For some reason, Shu Yan’s lips quirked up, flashing a grin.

“An Muxue, who is she?”