After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, My Omega Underwent a Second Differentiation - Chapter 12

Even though Yun Rong had long known that when she lost control that night and bit Sheng Yinglan, the reaction similar to a temporary mark would not only make Sheng Yinglan develop a sense of dependence on her, but would also affect herself at the same time—

She had simply not expected that the moment she smelled another Alpha’s scent on Sheng Yinglan, she would instantly lose all ability to think.

She wanted nothing more than to break the person before her apart and swallow her whole, to bite fiercely into her gland, to watch her tremble because of her, to brand her with a mark that belonged to her, and to cover her entire body with her own scent.

But when Sheng Yinglan stammered out the three key words “the restroom,” Yun Rong finally realized that the scent on her hand had been left there when she had stood up for her just now.

The possessiveness and ruthlessness clamoring in her heart vanished in an instant. She only felt her chest tremble uncontrollably, then become wrapped in a pool of warm, gentle water, warm and comforting.

The dark, paranoid gloom in her eyes had already faded, but her gaze was still filled with possessiveness that would not dissolve. The hand holding Sheng Yinglan did not let go either. She merely eased some of her strength.

“How were you so careless? Did you forget everything the doctor said?”

Her originally raised brows had lowered. The corners of her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a gentle smile, and the dimple beside her mouth appeared faintly.

“You’ll have a stress reaction to other people’s pheromones. Even if the scent gets on you, you can’t smell it. What if the medicine wears off later and you have an attack? Don’t you remember how much pain you were in yesterday at the hospital? You almost fainted.”

She spoke in the gentlest voice, explaining everything clearly and logically. When she tilted her head to look at Sheng Yinglan, the worry in her eyes had not yet faded.

Sheng Yinglan leaned against the wall in a daze, unable to come back to herself for a moment.

Clearly, just now, when Yun Rong had approached her, she had felt a little frightening, even making her scalp tingle. But the moment Yun Rong opened her mouth, it made Sheng Yinglan vaguely feel that everything just now had been her own illusion.

She pressed her lips together, her jawline tense, and lifted her eyes to look at Yun Rong, as if trying to find some clue or trace in her expression.

But Yun Rong looked straight back without the slightest guilt. After a moment, she even grew somewhat annoyed at Sheng Yinglan’s distraction. She added a little force to the hand gripping her wrist.

“What are you thinking about? Did you hear what I said? If I’d known you were this disobedient, I shouldn’t have let you leave the hospital yesterday.”

A trace of regret flashed across her face, as if she were scolding a child who refused to take medicine properly. She even took most of the responsibility onto herself.

This familiar tone and straightforward scolding made Sheng Yinglan, who was used to not wanting to trouble others, feel a surge of guilt from the bottom of her heart.

Even though she had not yet figured out exactly what she had done wrong, she still murmured an apology.

“I’m… I’m sorry. I… I was wrong…”

She was not very used to this posture of being lectured face-to-face. After all, she had never experienced it in her upbringing.

So when faced with Yun Rong like this, she felt somewhat at a loss. Her panicked gaze did not know where to land, so in the end, she could only lower her head and look at the tips of Yun Rong’s boots, trying to make her apologetic posture look a little more sincere.

With her movement, a strand of hair fell beside her ear, covering half of Sheng Yinglan’s face, while revealing an ear tip that had turned red from shyness.

Seeing the other woman obediently standing before her, stumbling through an apology while still looking bashful, greatly satisfied the inner Alpha who wanted to control all the emotions of her Omega at all times.

But at the same time, it also drew out the wickedness in Yun Rong’s heart.

She suddenly took another step forward.

The hand she had withdrawn from Sheng Yinglan’s shoulder gently and softly tucked the strand of silky hair hanging by her shoulder behind her ear again.

Then, using the space between her thumb and forefinger, she lifted Sheng Yinglan’s chin. As if very satisfied by the smooth feel beneath her hand, she could not help rubbing it lightly before raising her tone and speaking with obvious ill intent.

“If you know you were wrong, then you must bravely correct it, understand?”

Sheng Yinglan was startled by her sudden approach.

There had already only been half an arm’s length between them, and now Yun Rong’s boots were pressed against her own feet. Their bodies were extremely close, but aside from the wrist Yun Rong held and the chin she lifted, their bodies did not touch in the slightest.

This distance was too close.

So close that Sheng Yinglan could see the desire flowing in Yun Rong’s pitch-black pupils.

And yet this distance was too far.

So far that when Sheng Yinglan saw this familiar face, she wanted to draw closer and beg for an embrace, yet remained painfully clear-headed that this person was not the one she missed.

Because of that, she only saw Yun Rong’s lips move, but did not pay attention at all to what the other woman had said.

It was only when Yun Rong’s slightly cool fingertips toyed with her delicate wrist bone that Sheng Yinglan’s entire forearm could not help tensing.

Those fingertips seemed to possess some kind of magic. As they slowly rubbed and pressed, it was as if fine strands of electric current had been injected into her body, making her entire arm tremble uncontrollably.

At some unknown point, the woody fragrance had already slipped into Sheng Yinglan’s nose.

Compared with the scent she had drawn from the suit jacket last night, this was purer, fresher, and even more tempting.

This scent seemed to hold a fatal attraction for her, making Sheng Yinglan unable to resist leaning slightly in Yun Rong’s direction, as though searching for the source of the scent so she could get closer.

Her skin seemed to begin flushing from within. The redness slowly climbed up to her neck, then followed the side of her face to her ears.

Her tense body also relaxed, and she let her center of gravity fall onto the hand Yun Rong was holding.

Seeing Sheng Yinglan take the initiative to come closer, Yun Rong was very satisfied.

She did not pursue the question Sheng Yinglan had missed just now. Instead, the hand lifting her chin exerted a little force, controlling Sheng Yinglan’s body and preventing her from moving closer.

Then, wearing a hypocritical mask, she smiled brightly and coaxed the other woman again.

“A bad child who makes a mistake should be punished, right?”

Yun Rong’s words clearly carried a smile, but the way she looked at Sheng Yinglan always gave Sheng Yinglan the illusion that she was being watched by a venomous snake’s cold gaze.

Yet before the chill in her heart could surface, it was replaced by the anxiety caused by Yun Rong deliberately refusing to let her get closer, leaving Sheng Yinglan unable to think further.

She was like a traveler who had walked alone for a long time through wind and sand, seeing from afar a home that held a spring of clear water, only to be forcibly stopped right at the door.

The woody fragrance was like a hook, luring her to move closer to Yun Rong. But Yun Rong controlled her movements, refusing to let her approach even a little.

This experience of being able to see but not touch made Sheng Yinglan feel somewhat on the verge of collapse.

For one brief instant, clarity returned.

Sheng Yinglan realized that something seemed wrong with herself.

But it lasted only a short instant. The next second, the craving burning inside her heart had already burned through her reason.

As if trying to please her, she rubbed her face against Yun Rong’s hand. Then, with a pair of damp eyes, she looked at Yun Rong, her gaze carrying a pleading desire.

She hoped Yun Rong would let her get a little closer, let her smell the pleasant scent on her body.

But Yun Rong remained unmoved by her attempts to please her. Instead, she smiled, clearly intending to make Sheng Yinglan say it herself.

Sheng Yinglan finally managed to recall the question Yun Rong had asked earlier, but no matter what, she could not open her mouth.

At first hearing, those words sounded like an elder lecturing a child. But if one thought carefully, something about them felt strangely wrong.

Sheng Yinglan refused to speak. She also did not want to remain deadlocked with Yun Rong here.

So she endured the unbearable feeling and tried to leave Yun Rong’s control, thinking that if she moved a little farther away from Yun Rong, perhaps she would not feel so terrible inside.

But after struggling twice, she discovered that Yun Rong was very strong.

With just a little force on the wrist she was holding, half of Sheng Yinglan’s body went numb.

Although Sheng Yinglan had plenty of fighting experience, those broad, desperate, life-risking moves she used in the past could only deal with useless people like Lin Wanjia. Against someone like Yun Rong, who used a soft blade, she had no way at all.

Yun Rong’s patience was unexpectedly good.

She did not open her mouth to urge her. There was not even the slightest impatience on her face.

She simply maintained this distance, neither too far nor too close, and watched with her own eyes as Sheng Yinglan evaded and struggled in her hands until she had no choice but to accept her fate.

In truth, Yun Rong had crossed the line a little.

She knew that Sheng Yinglan currently craved and depended on her, so she deliberately released a tiny bit of pheromones to hook her in.

She wanted to see her tilt up her face, her lips trembling unbearably.

She wanted to hear her take the initiative to ask for punishment, willing to submit.

In the quiet corner, there was only enough space for the two of them.

It was so quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing.

This was like a silent tug-of-war.

One side was fully confident of victory, while the other was already on the verge of throwing away her armor and surrendering.

In the end, Sheng Yinglan still lost.

She turned her head aside, refusing to look at Yun Rong.

A drop of sweat slid across her forehead, followed the line of her neck, and disappeared into a hidden place.

She bit her lip lightly, as if making some kind of decision.

“If you want to punish me, then punish me. Don’t… don’t be like this… I feel terrible…”

She sounded as though she had been forced into a corner, her voice already carrying a sobbing note. Her slightly reddened eyes were also covered with a thin layer of mist.

She felt her body had become very strange. She did not know what Yun Rong wanted to do.

She could only directly express what she felt.

Seeing her like this, Yun Rong also knew that she had pushed her too far.

The moment Sheng Yinglan finished speaking, Yun Rong had already leaned forward.

The hand that had been lifting her chin moved to loosely circle her waist, trapping Sheng Yinglan in her embrace as she released some pheromones to soothe her.

The woody fragrance slowly arrived, like a refreshing mountain spring that soothed Sheng Yinglan’s dry heart little by little.

She greedily parted her lips slightly, drawing in the fragrance surrounding her body. She felt that the restlessness inside her had finally been soothed.

Sheng Yinglan’s reason finally returned as well.

But before she could trace back what had just happened, she suddenly noticed a slightly cool and slippery touch wrapping around her fingers.

“Don’t rush. Look at me. I want you to see how I help you wash away another person’s scent from your body. That way, next time, you won’t easily get close to someone else again.”

Yun Rong’s voice was low and extremely bewitching, luring the ignorant Sheng Yinglan into lifting her head.

Then she made Sheng Yinglan watch helplessly as she pressed a kiss onto her finger.