After the Scum Alpha Picked Up Her Rival Omega - Chapter 16

The Omega was stubborn with her words, but in reality, she was incredibly easy to tease. Her soft white cheeks flushed pink, and she stared with wide, round eyes, looking as startled as a cat.

Ming Ruixue could have easily washed her hands and unbuttoned the shirt herself, but she point-blank refused to do so. How could she pass up such an ambiguous gesture as unbuttoning?

Ming Ruixue didn’t put down her kitchen utensils, half-opening her arms. “Si Xia, help me, okay?”

Ming Ruixue had softened her attitude; if Si Xia refused again, it would be seen as breaking the CP act.

The two were close, their respective scents intertwining.

Cool mint hooked into woody-milk.

Chilly and sweet.

The Omega was still hesitating. Ming Ruixue didn’t give her another chance to react, leaning her fragrant body a little further forward.

Just a little more, and her soft, proud curves would press against her.

Si Xia was scared. “Fine, I’ll help you.”

Still so easy to fluster. Ming Ruixue had finally figured out a way to make Si Xia compromise: as long as she was thick-skinned enough, the Omega was helpless against her.

“So obedient. As a reward, I’ll be a bit gentler when I tie you up tonight.” Ming Ruixue looked down to catch Si Xia’s expression; the Omega’s lashes fluttered, and she quietly ground her teeth.

Does she want to bite me?

Ming Ruixue pushed aside her mic and lowered her voice so only the two of them could hear. “Cooperate with me, and I’ll let you bite me, alright?”

The murmuring low voice entered Si Xia’s ear, at a volume no outsider could hear.

Si Xia lifted her gaze, her eyes scanning Ming Ruixue’s face. “Are you serious?”

“Mhm.” Ming Ruixue didn’t like owing anyone; it was better to negotiate in advance. “So cooperate tonight, and we’ll settle this quickly.”

“Fine, it’s a deal.”

Si Xia held her breath, her pearly teeth nipping together. She had long coveted that catnip scent on the Alpha’s nape. Even though an Omega couldn’t mark an Alpha, letting her take a bite to grind her teeth and satisfy her craving would be good enough.

Before the show, Si Xia had prepared all sorts of suppressants. A single type wouldn’t work, but using several together allowed her to hold on for a while longer without reverting to her original form.

However, she couldn’t hold on for too long. They needed to settle this quickly.

Si Xia held her breath, trying her best not to smell the fragrance on the Alpha.

The buttons of the white shirt were fastened neatly, every single one from top to bottom secured tightly.

Si Xia chose to start unbuttoning from the hem, but the hem happened to be tucked into the casual trousers.

Maybe it was better to start from the top?

But the top button was right against the Alpha’s chest.

After two minutes of no progress, Ming Ruixue looked down. “You’ve sized me up from top to bottom; are you going to start or not?”

Better to go from bottom to top after all.

Si Xia’s hands slowly climbed to Ming Ruixue’s waist. “Sister, don’t be so impatient.”

The trousers constricted the shirt. As Si Xia pulled out half the hem, she accidentally brushed against Ming Ruixue’s lower abdomen. The sensation was far too firm. Under the guise of pulling out the other half, Si Xia touched it again.

This time it wasn’t accidental; it was like a “shakedown.”

Ming Ruixue felt it and tightened her core slightly, letting out a muffled laugh. “Does it feel good?”

Guilty, Si Xia remained silent, quietly unbuttoning the shirt one by one. By the time she reached the last one, the Omega’s cheeks were completely flushed.

When Ming Ruixue took off the casual white shirt, her sexiness was amplified. Beneath was a cropped, tight white T-shirt that revealed a section of her slender waist and eye-catching, smooth abdominal lines.

Si Xia’s face turned even redder.

Her rival’s body is too good.

The audience in the bullet comments was entirely captivated by Ming Ruixue’s waist.

[Sister’s waist must be very powerful, wuwuwu]

[Sister’s body is so good, I’m so jealous]

[Tears of envy are flowing from the corners of my mouth]

[Why is Si Xia’s face so red? Is she flirted out by Sister Ming’s body?!]

[Hahaha, Si Xia, what is wrong with you?!]

The temperature on Si Xia’s face grew hotter and hotter.

Her throat also felt drier.

The suppressants had too short an effect on her. Si Xia turned her back to the camera and bit her lip as the woody-milk pheromones began to leak out bit by bit.

Ming Ruixue placed the seared salmon on a tray. As the kitchen smoke dissipated, she smelled something wrong.

The sweetness was getting thicker; the milky scent was getting heavier.

Ming Ruixue froze for a moment and looked at Si Xia. “Si Xia, are you…?”

Si Xia held the discarded shirt in her arms—it still carried a lingering, irresistibly tempting catnip scent. She knew Ming Ruixue had smelled it, but given they were under the cameras, she was terrified she might lose control and turn into a cat at any moment.

“Ming Ruixue, come with me.”

Si Xia led the way down the stairs to the eighth-floor cabins and threw open her door.

After following her, Ming Ruixue felt it was inappropriate and was about to leave, but Si Xia grabbed her and dragged her into the room.

She really hadn’t expected to enter the room in this fashion.

The cool sea breeze swirled around, saturated with the milky scent.

Ming Ruixue’s back was against the door. Si Xia propped one hand beside her ear, her face leaning in so close their breaths were tangled.

“What are you doing?”

Ming Ruixue’s subconscious couldn’t resist the milky pheromones. As her body started to sink, she forced herself to stand straight.

Si Xia pressed her hands down on Ming Ruixue’s shoulders, her eyelashes trembling slightly. “Ming Ruixue, mark me.”

Ming Ruixue’s breath hitched. She hadn’t intended to play this big.

There was no time left.

Si Xia urged her, looking as though she had no strength left: “Hurry up. I’ll owe you this time.”