After Transmigrating Into A Scum Alpha, I Fell In Love With Her Wife - Chapter 3

Was it her heat?

Old-school novels tended to be explicit. As Shen Li breathed in the gardenia fragrance in the air, the intimate words she had read back then about Sheng Xing and the official love interest marking each other all attached themselves to Sheng Xing’s cool, exquisite face, turning into images that burrowed into Shen Li’s mind.

She felt her throat grow a little hot. Irritably, she tugged open one button of her pajamas and picked up her phone to check the time.

Two forty in the morning.

Thinking of how pale Sheng Xing had looked earlier, how she had clearly been forcing herself to hold on, Shen Li quickly got out of bed. She passed through the dark corridor, able to find Sheng Xing’s bedroom just by following the scent of flowers.

Even with the door closed, the gardenia fragrance was still incredibly rich.

So this was an S+ Omega.

Shen Li could not imagine what kind of scene would greet her once this door opened.

She steadied herself and raised her hand to knock.

“Are you okay?”

No answer.

“Sheng Xing?”

Still no sound.

Shen Li frowned, and a trace of urgency entered her voice.

“If you don’t say anything, I’m coming in.”

Only when Shen Li placed her fingers on the doorknob did Sheng Xing’s weak voice faintly come from inside.

“Get lost…”

Immediately after came a dull thud.

Shen Li no longer hesitated and directly turned the handle.

Inside Sheng Xing’s enormous bedroom, only a dim yellow bedside lamp was on. She was wearing a thin white slip dress, and her entire body had fallen onto the pure white long-haired carpet. Her long legs were crossed together in pain, and her curled-up body trembled nonstop.

The gardenia fragrance was so intense it was almost suffocating, soaking through the air.

Shen Li walked to her side, knelt on one knee, and reached out to help her.

Sheng Xing tried to struggle, but Shen Li did not give her the slightest chance. Instead, she used the momentum to pull her into her arms.

Sheng Xing fell softly against her, lifting her face—the paleness from earlier had already been replaced by an abnormal flush. That redness spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, then slid down along her neck and disappeared beneath the loose neckline of her nightdress.

Her lashes were terribly damp, carrying flecks of tears. Her almond eyes looked like black glass steeped in spring water, hazy as they shimmered with a glistening light.

Her full lower lip was caught tightly between her pearly teeth, leaving behind a moist mark.

“You’re in heat?”

Shen Li still asked.

Based on Sheng Xing’s pride and personality, it was impossible for her to knowingly return and stay under the same roof as Shen Li while she was in heat.

Even more impossible for her to let herself remain beside this scummy woman she was about to divorce when she was already feeling unwell just now.

“Shen Li, you’re so despicable…”

“Get out…”

Sheng Xing’s water-bright eyes were full of fury, yet they were blurred by desire she could not suppress.

Like a silver-scaled mermaid thrown onto ice.

Sheng Xing breathed with difficulty. The burning heat in her cheeks and throughout her body had nearly pushed her sanity to the edge of collapse.

“In… inhibitor… give it to me…”

She struggled to push Shen Li away, wanting to crawl up and reach for the injection on the chair.

Only then did Shen Li clearly see the two empty syringes on the floor.

Both had just been injected.

Shen Li’s brows tightened. She blocked Sheng Xing’s movement. More than half a box of inhibitors was scattered across the floor.

Shen Li pulled up Sheng Xing’s arm. On that porcelain-white, slender forearm were countless densely packed needle marks.

Who knew how many times she had injected herself with inhibitors.

She knew Shen Li had never marked Sheng Xing.

She also knew that ever since Sheng Xing’s first heat, she had relied on inhibitors to get through it.

But when she truly touched Sheng Xing, when she touched those densely packed needle marks, Shen Li’s heart still suddenly tightened.

Those needles had truly pierced a living person’s body, not merely a name on a page.

Sheng Xing’s body temperature kept rising. After two doses of inhibitors, her pheromones had only quieted for a moment before rebounding even more thoroughly.

“Do you know what the consequences of abusing inhibitors are?”

Shen Li held her in her arms. Her long curls fell against Sheng Xing’s chest, brushing over that flushed skin, making Sheng Xing’s body grow even hotter.

The tears in her eyes made her gaze even more dazed, and her whole person looked like a fragile porcelain doll.

Her pitch-black eyes met Shen Li’s gaze. Her long lashes were wet with tears, and when she blinked, it was as if shattered diamonds were falling.

An even richer gardenia fragrance bloomed between the two of them.

“Give me another shot… inhibitor…”

“Help me… Li…”

Sheng Xing’s consciousness had already begun to scatter. She had no time to think about what despicable method Shen Li had used to suddenly force her into heat.

The hands pushing Shen Li away had also lost their strength, and her two soft arms slid weakly down from Shen Li’s body.

So hot.

Hot enough to hurt.

It hurt so much that tears were about to fall.

Just as the flames in her heart seemed to start leaping all through her body, Sheng Xing suddenly felt a coolness seep into her heart and lungs.

A coolness wrapped in softness, mixed with the comfortable scent of mint.

The mint pheromones did not barge in recklessly. Instead, they were released slowly, rhythmically, and perfectly measured.

The rich, cream-like gardenia fragrance tangled together with the clean, crisp scent of mint.

Shen Li held her a little tighter. Under the guidance of the pheromones, Sheng Xing’s slipping arms and resistant pushing movements had already uncontrollably turned into arms hooked around Shen Li’s neck.

The delicate, cool touch of skin spread from Shen Li’s forearm, tingling and itching.

Her hazy gaze found a focus. The blazing desire throughout her body finally had an anchor.

Shen Li watched the change in Sheng Xing’s eyes and felt the trembling of the person she held in her arms.

“This feels a little better, right?”

Her melodious tone softened, as if she were aching for her beloved lover.

Very quickly, Shen Li realized she had overestimated Sheng Xing’s physical condition.

Her gland had already swollen, and her temperature had not dropped at all.

Shen Li lightly touched it with her fingertip, and Sheng Xing’s entire body trembled violently. Her fingers clenched tight around Shen Li’s clothes.

“Sheng Xing… you…”

This was no longer a simple heat-related agitation.

For a body that had long relied on inhibitors to maintain balance, once it erupted, it could no longer bear the burden.

“Shen Li… don’t make me hate you at the very last moment…”

Sheng Xing closed her eyes, wanting to hide her face, her words broken and unsteady.

Her gland was swollen, and this state of hers was exposed before Shen Li. Her body had already reached its limit.

Her dignity had been completely lost in front of this scum Alpha.

“Wife.”

When Sheng Xing heard Shen Li’s tone again, it was already bewitching.

Shen Li held Sheng Xing a little closer, her long, slender fingers deftly brushing away the hair stuck to Sheng Xing’s face.

A coolness touched her burning face. Arriving together with the scent of mint was Shen Li’s own fragrance.

She was kissing Sheng Xing.

The woman’s soft lips landed on her burning cheek, each kiss filled with tenderness.

The kisses moved lower and lower, until they touched the corner of her lips. Sheng Xing abruptly opened her eyes.

Their gazes met directly. Shen Li did not hesitate in the slightest. Those breathtaking peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her soft, cool lips covered Sheng Xing’s.

Shen Li did not kiss her deeply. She only kissed Sheng Xing’s lips lightly twice, while at some point, her fingers had already begun kneading Sheng Xing’s gland.

The feeling of Shen Li kissing her…

It seemed like it had not been like this before…

Her swollen gland was soothed. Shen Li suddenly lifted Sheng Xing and dragged her backward, letting her lean against the edge of the bed.

Sheng Xing’s hand was tightly clutching Shen Li’s pajama sleeve, refusing to let go.

Shen Li curved the corner of her mouth slightly. Not only did she not pull her hand away, she instead hugged Sheng Xing from the front.

The entire bedroom was so quiet that only the soft rustle of snow falling outside the window and the sound of their heartbeats remained.

The softness of their embrace pressed together, their wildly overflowing pheromones tangling with each other. Shen Li rested Sheng Xing’s head on her shoulder, while her other hand interlocked fingers with Sheng Xing’s at her waist.

Warm breath brushed against Sheng Xing’s ear. Her gland felt as if it were being teased and soothed by a feather.

“Be good. It’s only a temporary mark. It won’t hurt.”