The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Alpha Decides to Go On Strike (GL) - Chapter 19

Su Li really wanted to nod in agreement.

She also couldn’t understand why her past self was so desperately in love with Qiao Mumu. Besides the hard-to-explain protagonist halo, the reason, of course, was entirely her own fault.

Wasn’t that just bad taste?

But on the other hand, in Shen Mo’s embrace from behind, Su Li could clearly feel her rapidly rising body temperature and her heart pounding so hard it was about to jump out of her chest.

Her gums subtly itched. The Alpha’s aggressive desire continued to rise.

She reached back and grabbed Shen Mo’s wrists wrapped around her waist, silently tightening and then loosening her grip. After repeating this several times, she finally couldn’t hold back, opening her fingers and gripping Shen Mo tightly.

“If I have bad taste, then what is this now?”

The voice was too low. Shen Mo didn’t hear clearly: “What?”

“Nothing.” Su Li tried hard to turn her head to see her. “Aren’t we going back to the room?”

She covered both of Shen Mo’s hands with hers, and asked in a hoarse voice: “Are your hands always this cold?”

Shen Mo quietly replied “Mhm”: “Your hands are so hot.” She seemed to smile: “You’re sweating again.”

Su Li licked her lower lip, quickly finding an excuse: “It’s a bit warm.”

“It is time to change clothes,” one of Shen Mo’s hands escaped her grasp and reached around to Su Li’s waist. “Is it here?”

Su Li hadn’t reacted yet: “Hmm?”

The next moment, Shen Mo found the small zipper pull, and with a light tug, Su Li’s fitted wedding dress split open along the side.

“Mmh!” A rush of cool air suddenly filled the gap. Su Li was caught completely off guard and subconsciously arched her back, lifting Shen Mo behind her slightly off the ground.

While Su Li was struggling with the heat and discomfort, Shen Mo seemed to think they were playing some interesting game, laughing uncontrollably against her back: “Hahaha—Su, Su Li, hahaha—”

The next moment, Su Li heard her ask: “Can you carry me on your back?”

“Agh—” Su Li sighed.

She complied, putting her hands behind her and supporting Shen Mo’s bottom to lift her onto her back. Then she turned and walked all the way back to the suite’s living room.

The living room had an open bar area stocked with various drinks.

The beautiful bride in the white dress stopped next to the bar, carrying her partner in the bathrobe.

She intended to set Shen Mo down on the bar stool, but was met with silent resistance from Shen Mo.

Shen Mo wrapped her arms around Su Li’s neck, firmly clinging to her back, her loose long hair falling against Su Li’s cheek.

She tapped Su Li’s shoulder with her fingertip: “I want wine.”

“Shen Mo,” Su Li gritted her teeth. “Do you truly think I’m a saint?”

Shen Mo tilted her head to look at her.

She stroked Su Li’s cheek and countered in an enticing voice: “Why do you pretend to be a saint?”

Su Li’s breath hitched, nearly breaking her composure.

She quickly took a deep breath and raised one arm. Her slender fingers bypassed the several bottles of expensive red wine and finally retrieved a bottle of high-end mineral water.

Shen Mo was displeased.

She angrily opened her mouth to bite Su Li’s cheek. Because she lacked strength, she only managed to slobber on Su Li’s face: “I want! Wine!”

“Be good, stop fussing.” Feeling the person almost slipping off, Su Li used one hand to jostle her bottom higher.

Her other hand held the mineral water. Seeing that she couldn’t free up a hand, she crudely chose to unscrew the cap with her teeth.

The consequence was that the moment the cap came off, the clear water sprayed out, dousing both her and Shen Mo’s faces.

Shen Mo gave a discontented “Hmph,” and licked her wet fingers: “Cold.”

“Hoo—hoo—” Despite doing little, Su Li was already panting heavily.

She knew she didn’t have much time. She quickly pulled a small paper packet from a hidden pocket in her dress, managed to open it, grabbed a small pill inside, and swallowed it with the mineral water.

Shen Mo stared blankly at her actions: “What did you eat?”

Before she finished speaking, Su Li put her hand down, ignored her struggles, and set her directly on the floor.

Shen Mo looked up: “Su Li?”

Su Li turned around.

She no longer held back, grabbing Shen Mo’s shoulders and leaning in to kiss her lips.

“Mmh? Mmh…” After the initial shock, Shen Mo quickly reacted, cooperating obediently with her movements.

Su Li was too eager.

Before this, she had too many reservations, like a beast locked in a heavy cage, never able to fully unleash its desire.

But now, at the moment she was fully prepared, she began to worry that she didn’t have enough time.

Therefore, she couldn’t even manage to return Shen Mo to the bedroom, or even the comfortable sofa just two meters away. She urgently pressed Shen Mo down onto the carpet by the bar and began to freely gather her harvest.

Lips stuck to lips, tongues entwined with tongues. Saliva mixed, blurring the line between them.

The loose bathrobe was useless. The tie quickly came undone.

Shen Mo’s black hair fanned out against her snow-white skin, creating a beautiful scene worthy of a classic painting.

Su Li breathed shallowly, her fingers slowly tracing a path from Shen Mo’s eyes, brilliant as stars, down her cheek, her slightly swollen and abused lips, her elegant jawline…

Shen Mo’s eyes were half-open, her gaze already hazy.

She looked at Su Li with intense affection from beginning to end, radiating a signal of craving.

Su Li’s hand finally reached her waist.

Shen Mo whimpered: “Su Li…”

“Mhm.”

The next second, Su Li pulled her collar together, and casually tied the loosened sash into a solid bow: “All done.”

“???”

Shen Mo froze in place.

The inhibitor was taking effect. Su Li let out a sigh of relief, stood up, and pulled Shen Mo to her feet.

She even thoughtfully helped Shen Mo dust the carpet fibers off her bathrobe: “Sorry, that was rude of me.”

“…” Shen Mo grabbed Su Li’s forearm. “W-Why did you stop?”

“Phew—” Su Li smiled faintly. “It’s a good thing I was prepared.”

She picked up the small white paper packet from the bar counter: “Look.”

Shen Mo frowned: “What is… this?”

“A powerful inhibitor!” Su Li introduced proudly. “I was afraid of accidents, so I prepared it in advance.”

She looked at Shen Mo: “You seem to have accidentally entered your susceptible period. Your body is very sensitive now.” Saying this, she offered the remaining pill in the packet to Shen Mo: “Take this, and you’ll be fine after a sleep.”

“…” Shen Mo stared at her, speechless with frustration.

Su Li waved her hand in front of her: “Shen Mo?”

Shen Mo was furious, her chest heaving violently. She shook off Su Li’s hand and refused: “I don’t want it.”

Su Li blinked innocently: “Huh? Why not?”

She stood there bewildered, holding the pill, unsure of what to do.

Shen Mo glared up at her, her shimmering eyes concealing a torrent of unspoken emotion.

She didn’t speak, turning to walk toward the bedroom.

Su Li grabbed her, stating righteously: “No, you must take the medicine.”

Her expression became serious: “In your current state, you won’t be able to handle it without medicine.”

The room was filled with a rich white musk scent. Shen Mo’s body was burning hot, and the flush had spread all over her.

She slowly reached out, her soft fingertip gently touching Su Li’s inner wrist.

It was a meaningless small movement, but coming from Shen Mo at this moment, it clearly held a tone of yielding and coquetry.

Despite having taken the inhibitor herself, Su Li tightly clenched her teeth to stay lucid.

She slipped the pill between Shen Mo’s lips: “You’ll be fine once you take this.”

Shen Mo extended her tongue, stubbornly pushing the pill out.

Su Li: “…”

They stood in a standoff several times. Shen Mo absolutely refused to take the medicine obediently.

The final time, Su Li narrowed her eyes.

She placed the pill on her own tongue, took a gulp of water, and then grabbed Shen Mo, kissing her lips.

The two fell to the floor.

Shen Mo, soft and weak from entering her susceptible period, was clearly no match for her. After two attempts, Su Li successfully delivered the pill into her system.

Shen Mo choked.

Her eyes were red. She glared at Su Li, covering her mouth.

Su Li felt she had completed her mission and let her vent while she caught her breath.

Soon, both of their breathing returned to normal.

Shen Mo let out a laugh with ambiguous meaning: “That was hard work.”

Su Li “Mhm’d.”

Her eyes were intently focused on the corner of Shen Mo’s eye—Shen Mo was clearly smiling, yet a single, sparkling tear hung below her eye.

Shen Mo tried to stand up but was held back by Su Li’s hand.

She looked at Su Li, conveying confusion and displeasure with her eyes.

Su Li slowly leaned closer, using her tongue to wipe away the tear, gently tasting it.

It was salty.

The next moment, she let go: “…You go to the bedroom. I’ll sleep in the living room tonight.”

Shen Mo turned and walked away with long strides, leaving behind only a curt “Fine.”

Su Li sighed. After sitting still for a moment, she stood up and quickly tidied herself in the living room bathroom.

In the mirror, she saw her own messy hair and makeup. A streak of vividly colored lipstick remained on her lip corner.

The color was cool-toned, not the orange shade she had applied today.

Realizing something, Su Li lightly rubbed some off with her finger and brought it to her nose to sniff.

It smelled of white musk.

She suddenly smiled, placing her finger in her mouth.

On the other side, in the bedroom.

On the bed covered with roses, Shen Mo was holding a pathetic-looking rose.

“…”

“Bad taste.”

“Shen Mo.”

“Bad taste.”

“Shen Mo.”

“Bad…”

The rose couldn’t withstand the abuse. Soon, only the last red petal remained on the bare stem.

Shen Mo was stunned, then angrily threw the entire rose onto the floor.

A moment later, she realized the foolish thing she had done, covered her face with her hands, and let out a long sigh.