A Cannon Fodder A Has No Intention of Moving Up - Chapter 7

It was impossible to be completely indifferent.

An Muxue had never kissed anyone before.

In the roles she played, she was usually the dominant, poised type. Countless young men and women across the country had fantasized about her lips. One unscrupulous magazine had even held a poll: “Which female celebrity would you most want to be stepped on by?”—and she had won by a landslide.

But in reality, An Muxue had never even been in a relationship. Her only romantic experiences were within the pages of a script.

The thought of kissing Lin Yue made her feel awkward and strange; her heart raced, and the heat in her face continued to rise.

Unexpectedly, before she could even answer, Lin Yue spoke up first: “Actually, let’s not.”

“I can find a heavy coat, put it on, and run a few laps downstairs. That should make me sweat a lot.”

An Muxue froze again, staring at Lin Yue. Did she just… reject kissing me?

The doctor was also a bit slow to react. “Are you… sure you want to do that?”

“It won’t take long.”

Without a second thought, Lin Yue walked straight out the door.

An Muxue sat there in a daze long after Lin Yue had vanished. She still couldn’t quite believe it. She threw off her blanket—white dress and black hair fluttering—and leaned over the windowsill to look down. She could actually see Lin Yue’s figure running laps.

She really went and did it!

Lin Yue rushed back up after her laps. The ward door clicked open, and without a word, she shed her jacket and placed it directly into An Muxue’s arms, terrified the scent might dissipate.

“A pity the temperature dropped after sunset.” Otherwise, the effect would have been better.

An Muxue gazed at her, stunned. Lin Yue was still panting, her cheeks much redder than usual, making her look remarkably vivid. The jacket nearly covering An Muxue’s face didn’t just carry a surge of sandalwood; it held Lin Yue’s body heat, making it feel almost hot to the touch.

Seeing An Muxue remain silent, Lin Yue felt a bit anxious. “How is it?”

An Muxue pulled the jacket up to her nose. Her beautiful eyelashes lowered, but she didn’t speak.

Lin Yue could tell. It wasn’t enough.

Sweating it out was, after all, too difficult. Lin Yue never thought she’d see the day where she regretted not having a constitution that sweated easily.

“Then I’ll go again…”

“Just kiss me.”

An Muxue’s face was hidden in the jacket; she spoke softly and quickly.

Lin Yue, who had already turned to leave, looked back. “Huh?”

The tips of An Muxue’s ears turned red again, though it wasn’t obvious. She still maintained her aloof, noble young lady persona. “It’s already dark… there’s no need for you to work so hard.”

In truth, An Muxue had intended to agree from the start.

Though she was hesitant, this was a medical treatment with a doctor present. If she insisted on refusing, it would look like she cared too much. They were both adults. She wasn’t some difficult person, and it wasn’t like she hadn’t filmed kiss scenes before.

It was just for a pheromone exchange. When she really thought about it, it was fine. Better to get the treatment over with quickly than to drag it out like this.

She bit her lip and repeated: “You can kiss me.”

Lin Yue truly hadn’t expected her to agree. Her gaze instinctively fell on An Muxue’s lips, and she felt a wave of hesitation. An Muxue was like a stunning but poisonous rose; you couldn’t predict when a “fate-ending” thorn might hide within those soft petals, triggering the “death plot.”

An Muxue waited for a moment, but Lin Yue made no move.

“?” Is she unwilling to kiss me? How could that be? No one in this world had ever rejected her.

She looked up, only to see that Lin Yue’s expression actually looked… reluctant.

An Muxue: “??”

“Since the doctor suggested it, I don’t have to kiss you… I feel much better anyway.” An Muxue didn’t realize it, but her face had soured. “I won’t keep you then. You can leave…”

Lin Yue’s expression became even more conflicted. Just leave? No, if that delays the treatment, what then? An Muxue’s glands were clearly in a bad state.

Lin Yue finally made up her mind and took a step forward. An Muxue was still coldly seeing her out, but the moment the word “leave” left her mouth, she was kissed on the lips.

It was a feather-light kiss. First, she felt a hint of sandalwood, then her lips felt as if they had been hit by a small electric shock.

She looked up to see Lin Yue’s eyes magnified—her clear, dark irises were like a still lake. An Muxue could almost see her own reflection in them. Her heart gave a violent thud.

Both of them stood frozen for a moment. Finally, An Muxue blushed, thinking Lin Yue was being nonsensical.

“It needs to be the kind where… you use your tongue.”

“Mhm.”

Lin Yue knew. She had just been… a bit of a coward.

The moment the words left An Muxue’s mouth, she regretted them. It sounded as if she were actively seeking a French kiss, even though it was only for the medical effect. She opened her mouth to explain, but Lin Yue had already leaned in again.

She parted her lips slightly, welcoming the kiss.

“Mnh.”

An Muxue’s eyes widened slightly. Now that they were kissing, she realized there were only the two of them in the room. They hadn’t even called the doctor back to witness this “professional medical act.”

Should she stop?

But she had already tasted the pheromones within Lin Yue’s lips. An Muxue’s gaze began to lose focus again.

Anyway… anyway, Lin Yue hadn’t stopped…

An Muxue slowly closed her eyes. The ward was silent; everything around them faded away. The only things that remained clear were the other person’s soft lips and the entanglement of their tongues.

Why does her tongue taste sweet?

Ah… she licked her tongue.

The blood in An Muxue’s body seemed to rush to her face, followed by a tingle that traveled down her spine.

At some point, the ward door opened again. It wasn’t until Lin Yue suddenly pulled away that An Muxue realized her mother had walked in.

“Ah, Mom…”

Ming Yulan was startled to see the two girls pressed together kissing. She felt like she had walked in on something she shouldn’t have seen, interrupting an intimate moment. But on second thought… wait, this was right.

“In the middle of treatment?”

Both girls were beet-red.

Lin Yue: “Yes.”

Ming Yulan felt an inexplicable sense of relief. “How is it?”

“It’s… it’s fine now.” An Muxue looked down and tossed the jacket aside, choosing to hug her own blanket instead. “It’s fine.”

An Muxue’s lips, eye corners, and ears were all red. Her complexion did look much better. Ming Yulan felt that for this illness, her daughter wouldn’t be able to stay away from Lin Yue for a while. She had to ensure the post-hospitalization plan was clear.

She spoke directly to Lin Yue. “Next week, if you’re free, go to Xiaoxue’s film set. I’ll send a car.”

“It would be best if you could go more often.”

An Muxue frowned. “No need. Once a week is enough.”

Ming Yulan: “Then stay for the full two days of the weekend.”

“No… I have to film on weekends too.”

“Wouldn’t it be nice for Yue to see you film when she doesn’t have class?”

The mother and daughter began to bicker quietly again.

Lin Yue was also conflicted. She didn’t want to sleep over there, but the set was far, making it hard to commute during the school week. Staying too long felt inconvenient; going too little made her fear for An Muxue’s glands.

She thought for a moment. “Otherwise, I can bring some of my scent blockers.”

An Muxue froze. “What?”

“I’ll wear some scent blockers, then give them to you. If I use them, they should seal the scent inside. When I’m not around, you can stick them on your own glands to absorb my pheromones.”

Scent blockers are quite personal items for AOs. Since they are typically used during puberty, they can even become a certain “fetish” (XP) for some, evoking memories of youth.

Taking scent blockers Lin Yue had used and sticking them on her own glands? How could such an operation exist?

The impact of these words was no less than Lin Yue offering her used school uniform underwear so she could secretly wear them in her room to think of her.

An Muxue’s brain was reaching overload. Does Lin Yue have no shame? She just pretended she didn’t want to kiss me!

“I won’t—”

Ming Yulan: “I think that’s a great idea.”

“Mom?!”

“I don’t want to.”

Ming Yulan: “What’s the big deal? You need to intake more pheromones to get better faster.”

As someone who had seen it all in terms of “play,” Ming Yulan felt nothing was more important than actual results.

Lin Yue simply hadn’t thought of it in that way. She had spent her high school years doing practice exams; she wasn’t the type to sneak peeks at people’s scent blockers.

She nodded to Ming Yulan. “Then, I’ll head back first.”

Leaving so soon?

An Muxue, who was just about to get angry, felt a sudden hollowness in her heart upon hearing Lin Yue was leaving. No, it was normal for her to leave. She should be relieved.

An Muxue pulled a stern face. It was all because she had bitten Lin Yue’s gland today; a sudden intake of too many pheromones just led to a bit of addiction. She had to be careful from now on. Although she had agreed to the treatment, she would only allow the bare minimum to ensure she could finish this movie without another episode.

As for using Lin Yue’s used scent blockers… the mere thought made her glands feel hot. She definitely wouldn’t use them.

Ming Yulan had the driver take Lin Yue back to school.

The car was too luxurious. Fearing her classmates would see, Lin Yue specifically had him stop a distance away, then circled back to a small shop to buy a box of scent blockers.

Omegas used these more often, so the most common ones had fruit patterns. Lin Yue felt a bit troubled, but eventually picked a box of peaches.

They were on sale.