Diva Alpha Meets Her Biological Daughter on a Parenting Variety Show - Chapter 46

The touch against her skin brought about a realization that pushed against the transparent wetness of her shirt. In this cramped space, where every breath was audible, the two of them could instantly perceive any minute change.

Especially Ming Nuo. She maintained her posture, looking up at the ceiling, keeping her eyes closed as Ning Xueqing had told her.

When one sense is removed, the others become much stronger. The itching sensation of a tiny water droplet meandering down her skin was magnified infinitely, to say nothing of the burning, soft heat pressing against her front.

Ning Xueqing pressed tightly against her waist, embracing her, her damp long hair draping over her snowy, naked back. She moved back and forth, adjusting herself into a comfortable position. Once settled, she held Ming Nuo without moving, but every rise and fall of her breath, the tremors of her throat and chest, and the strands of hair brushing against Ming Nuo’s skin formed a massive assault on her senses.

Ming Nuo felt a scorching ache in her lower abdomen and behind her ears. A nerve running from her spine to her tailbone was nearly paralyzed, and her mind went blank. She stood frozen in place, obedient and well-behaved, but the Alpha pheromones erupting in the bathroom betrayed her instinctive restlessness.

The scent of wine throughout the room overpowered the sweetness of cherries. No words were spoken, yet both adults understood exactly what this meant.

The child was sleeping soundly outside. They both thought of this and knew they should follow logic, get dressed, and leave immediately. But with a slight hesitation, that same logic fueled the hidden flames of desire between them.

The Omega’s lithe waist, nourished by the sheep-tail oil cream, was so tender it felt as if it could yield water at a pinch. Ming Nuo kept her eyes closed, fitting into Ning Xueqing’s curves. Without reaching out, she could recall the arc of her palm as it pushed along the line of Ning Xueqing’s waist, and exactly at what angle her fingers had curled…

No…

She was afraid of this.

In the past, she had been ignorant and failed to take the best approach to relieve Ning Xueqing’s discomfort. Having sex before their feelings were fully in place had brought them nothing but awkwardness and distance. It was as if two strangers had exchanged their deepest secrets upon the first meeting; the consequence of such premature intimacy was long-term hollowness and a sense of being lost.

She was not someone who indulged in sensory pleasure for its own sake. If it was merely indulgence for the sake of release, she would rather not have such a fragile relationship. What was a conquest of the flesh? It was nothing more than being a slave to genetic compulsion.

The skin behind her ears throbbed with heat and pain. Her surface was soaked with water, and moisture seeped from the inside out. Ming Nuo raised her arms to encircle Ning Xueqing’s waist and back, but her palms did not touch her skin. Instead, she wrapped around like a vine, resting her hands against the outer side of her own opposing arms.

Ming Nuo’s movements revealed nothing but respect and closeness toward Ning Xueqing. She had no wild fantasies; she was merely responding to the embrace.

As her arms crossed behind Ning Xueqing’s lower back, Ning Xueqing’s body shifted slightly in her arms. Ming Nuo couldn’t see, but she felt Ning Xueqing make a move to tilt her head up and draw closer. Ning Xueqing seemed surprised by Ming Nuo’s response, not expecting her to be so restrained.

In a situation like this, it would be difficult for any other Alpha to maintain control. Especially since this Alpha had a history with her.

Ning Xueqing had originally intended to just ask Ming Nuo to help wipe her back. But since Ming Nuo had been in a low mood lately, and coupled with her guilt over Ning Zhixuan’s instruction for Mengmeng to stay away from Ming Nuo, the atmosphere had taken over. Ning Xueqing couldn’t control her urge to get closer. She was even psychologically prepared for the consequences if things went too far.

And yet, nothing happened.

What Ming Nuo gave her, besides gentleness, was more gentleness. This person took what she had said to the extreme—it’s not time yet.

In the beginning, things were always a bit sour. Ning Xueqing felt a secret joy, but also a slight, irrational sense of loss. Perhaps desire simply excites the cerebral cortex, and when no reward is given, it throws a small tantrum.

The steam in the bathroom gradually dissipated, the temperature dropped, and Ning Xueqing’s mind became clearer. Her “silly sister’s” pheromones were so intoxicating, yet she could endure it and offer only a hug. It wasn’t a lack of emotion; rather, it was an overcoming of the pheromones’ control over the body with a willpower that exceeded Ning Xueqing’s imagination.

Betas liked to say that Alphas and Omegas were lower beasts ruled by pheromones. Clearly, that was a mistaken view. Ning Xueqing looked affectionately at the Alpha she was holding and reached up to lightly touch her chin.

Ming Nuo was different. Ming Nuo had been undifferentiated before; she only became an Alpha after their night together. Deep in Ning Xueqing’s heart, she harbored a fantastical thought: Ming Nuo had become an Alpha for her. And she had possessed this woman before she had even differentiated. This sense of complete, absolute “possession” and “belonging” gave Ning Xueqing a sense of security that transcended normal boundaries.

The mist cleared, turning into water droplets upon hitting the tiles. As the temperature in the bathroom cooled, the warmth of their intermingled bodies felt especially scalding. When the finger grazed her chin, Ming Nuo couldn’t suppress a tremor in her throat. She suddenly understood what Ning Xueqing had meant earlier by “pain isn’t the only thing that makes a person make a sound.”

She didn’t dare speculate on the reason for Ning Xueqing’s soft moan. For herself, it was because of an unspeakable comfort overflowing from within. Ming Nuo loved Ning Xueqing touching her, even more than she craved to embrace her.

Ning Xueqing already had a bit of a cold, and if this continued, it would only get worse. Ming Nuo was also worried if her pheromones were imbalanced again and wanted to tell her to get dressed warmly and go to bed to rest properly.

Before Ming Nuo could speak, the Omega pressed tightly against her parted her lips, her fragrant breath puffing against Ming Nuo’s wet chest. “I’m sorry, I got you wet.”

Ming Nuo’s neck was tired from looking up. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, asking softly, “Why are you apologizing to me?”

“Because I soaked your clothes.”

“To do it on purpose and then apologize—Sister, are you bullying me because I’m always so well-behaved?”

Ning Xueqing froze slightly, studying Ming Nuo’s face with her eyes closed, her peach-blossom eyes half-squinted. “I said there was an important thing today. You promised me.”

“I still don’t know what that important thing is… is it you undoing your bath towel to hug me?”

Ning Xueqing tilted her head, standing on her bare tiptoes. “Yes. You promised to help me with desensitization.”

Ming Nuo was stumped. It was true; she had made a promise to Ning Xueqing to help her with desensitization every day to get rid of her fear of Alphas. Naturally, that included intimate behavior with an Alpha. If this continued, Ming Nuo felt it wouldn’t be impossible for Ning Xueqing to actually “eat her up” one day and simply say, “You promised me.”

She had to bear the ambiguity she had invited. No matter how hard it was to endure, she could only take it. Ming Nuo’s restraint appeared to be an invisible shackle she placed on herself, but only she knew that Ning Xueqing still hadn’t chosen to tell her the truth about the child. A liking that stopped at the level of ambiguity was far from enough.

What Ming Nuo wanted was more, much more. If she was the first to collapse entirely, this long-term unrequited love would end in failure once again. Ming Nuo wanted Ning Xueqing to look at her properly, to hold her hand firmly and say she liked her, rather than using the excuse of desensitization for one uneasy probe after another.

“Yes, I promised you.” Ming Nuo let go of her arms around Ning Xueqing. “So you can do whatever you want to me, Sister Xueqing.”

“It’s getting cold now, and your cold hasn’t recovered. I’ll get another bath towel for you. You should go to bed early to rest, okay?”

Ming Nuo couldn’t see; she tried to turn and leave based on her memory of the room’s layout, but her soaked camisole was caught by Ning Xueqing’s finger, pulling her back. Ming Nuo reached out to steady herself against the wall, stumbling into Ning Xueqing’s softness. In her urgency, she opened her eyes a crack, catching a fleeting glimpse of skin as white as snow.

In the next second, Ming Nuo felt tender fingers peel the shoulder strap from her shoulder—gently, slowly, not removing it entirely, but letting it catch just at her upper arm. The short camisole, losing the pull of the strap, slid down several centimeters, revealing a large area of Ming Nuo’s wet chest.

Ming Nuo’s mind, which had just cleared, began to swim again. She steadied herself, covering the collar with her hand. “Xueqing, do you still want…?”

Ning Xueqing’s voice was as soft as drifting down. “No, you misunderstood. Ming Nuo, today’s desensitization is over. Next, I want to thank you.”

“How… how do you want to thank me?” A lot of cliché movie lines jumped into Ming Nuo’s head—giving herself to her, following her in life and death… she felt the current situation was very much like the trope in bad martial arts dramas after a hero saves a beauty.

Only now did she realize that while some dramas were truly bad, some realities were the schemes of true beauties.

“How to thank you…” Ning Xueqing’s voice was melodic, like a plucking lute. She let out a dainty, low laugh, raising her hand to press on Ming Nuo’s shoulder. “I’ll help you wash up too.”

Ming Nuo followed her lead and sat on the anti-slip stool Ning Xueqing had occupied. She heard her say from behind, “You can open your eyes now.”

Since Ning Xueqing was standing behind her and she was sitting in front, she could naturally open her eyes without seeing anything. Opening them after they had been closed for a while, she wasn’t quite adjusted to the light. The sound of a switch clicking echoed from behind. Ning Xueqing turned off the main bathroom light and turned on the mirror light above the vanity. That faint, weak light instantly rendered the atmosphere in the small bathroom even more ambiguous.

A snowy-white arm reached over her shoulder to take down the showerhead. Ning Xueqing handed a clean small towel to Ming Nuo. “You’re soaked through; it must be so uncomfortable. Let’s wash up together before going out. I’ll help wipe your back too.”

Ming Nuo held the small towel in both hands. Ning Xueqing had used a towel to cover her front earlier. Was she… supposed to take off her clothes in front of Ning Xueqing? Even if they had been intimate before, that was an accident that ended on a bad note. To have her strip naked under the light now… it was so embarrassing.

Soon Ming Nuo realized another point: Ning Xueqing was standing behind her without a stitch of clothing. If Ning Xueqing could be so composed, was she going to be all bashful and awkward? Ming Nuo reflected: she couldn’t lose the upper hand in terms of posture. Whoever is timid is the one led by the nose. Ming Nuo, who had been timid for ten years, decided she was done with that.

If she was going to strip, she’d strip.

Ming Nuo briskly removed her soaked camisole, not even hesitating over her shorts. Sitting down, she could just reach the essential oil soap at her feet. She picked it up and handed it to Ning Xueqing behind her. “Alright then, I’ll trouble you, Sister.”

Ming Nuo smiled expectantly, frankly accepting Ning Xueqing’s touch. This was also what she liked.

The “silly sister” might not want to grow up in front of her elder sister. But she couldn’t stay a child forever.

Ning Xueqing seemingly hadn’t expected Ming Nuo to be so un-shy. The open and poised attitude actually left her feeling a bit at a loss. Her watery eyes focused as she pursed her red lips.

The showerhead sprayed a hot stream, and warm mist filled the small bathroom again. Amidst the spreading heat, Ning Xueqing’s hands were covered in foam, circling and wandering as they stroked Ming Nuo’s back. Her fingertips were smooth, sometimes grazing the burning skin at the back of her neck, sometimes lightly touching the soft warmth along the sides of her waist. Ming Nuo lowered her eyelids and felt it all, her breathing inadvertently growing heavy.

“Such a beautiful spinal line.” Ning Xueqing’s hands slid down, her thumbs pressing respectively into the dimples of Ming Nuo’s lower back, slowly pressing inward.

A bone-melting numbness swallowed Ming Nuo’s consciousness. She suddenly arched her back, her ears and neck burning red. “Ha… huff…”

“Cherry.”

As she breathed hard, Ming Nuo heard Ning Xueqing murmur in her ear: “I finally got to eat it.”

Ming Nuo’s cheeks were crimson, and her left ear felt hot and moist as waves of softness coursed through her. Ning Xueqing had taken her earlobe into her mouth.