A White Cloud (GL ABO) - Chapter 41 (Micro H)

The orgasm’s pleasure swept through Shen Zhiqing’s body.

She let out a long moan from her throat, tilting her slender neck to bear the intense impact inside.

The hot semen seemed to burn into her soul.

The surging warmth gushed out in her pvssy, trapped by the c0ck.

The fullness in her lower abdomen felt uncomfortable.

She leaned on Tomb Cheng’s chest, murmuring softly, “Bloated.”

The Alpha held her, slowing her movements to withdraw the c0ck.

Shen Zhiqing gasped, “Ugh.”

Her sensitive body couldn’t handle the stimulation, and she squirted lightly again.

The semen and fluids soaked their joined parts.

Tomb Cheng, voice husky with post-s3x allure, asked, “Want me to help?”

Shen Zhiqing nestled in her arms, savoring the climax’s afterglow.

Too tired to move, she hugged Tomb Cheng’s neck, whispering, “Yeah.”

Her shy retreat reddened her ear tips with delayed embarrassment.

Tomb Cheng adjusted her glasses, gently sliding a finger into Shen Zhiqing’s pvssy.

She moaned, “Hmm~”

Tomb Cheng asked, “Uncomfortable?”

Shen Zhiqing, too shy to look, turned away.

Her loose hair fell on Tomb Cheng’s face, their different-colored strands entwining on the pillow.

Tomb Cheng ignored the tickle, lifting her other hand to brush Shen Zhiqing’s seaweed-like hair aside, stroking gently.

Shen Zhiqing felt, in a daze, like Tomb Cheng was petting a cat.

When petting Bread, Tomb Cheng patiently groomed its fur, making it a refined little cat daily, thanks to her.

Shen Zhiqing wondered if she was addicted to raising a daughter.

She propped her head, glanced at her, huffed with mock anger, and lay back down, saying, “Not uncomfortable.”

Tomb Cheng thought, “?”

What was that pouty, resentful look? Did she offend her again?

Dutifully, Tomb Cheng carefully cleaned the remaining fluids from Shen Zhiqing’s pvssy.

With Shen Zhiqing on top, blocking her view, Tomb Cheng moved cautiously.

The Omega’s delicate body, especially in her presence, stayed sensitive.

When accidentally touching sensitive spots, Shen Zhiqing’s moans made Tomb Cheng feel her c0ck stirring again.

Shen Zhiqing teased her deliberately.

Tomb Cheng grabbed her mischievous waist, licking her lips awkwardly, saying, “Take a bath?”

Shen Zhiqing nodded, sitting up.

Even after Tomb Cheng got off the bed, she stayed still.

She knelt at the bed’s edge, arms outstretched, saying, “Carry me.”

So childish, unlike her.

Keeping the thought to herself, Tomb Cheng obeyed, bending to lift her off the bed, holding her waist toward the bathroom.

The doctor knew her game—seizing chances for closeness to make the Alpha accustomed to her body, breaking her defenses.

Please, she was a professional!

Shen Zhiqing, half-held, entered the bathroom.

The layout mirrored the opposite unit, but Shen Zhiqing had a bathtub.

Wanting to soak with Tomb Cheng but too shy since she didn’t suggest it, she hesitated.

Tomb Cheng turned on the shower, testing the temperature before spraying them.

Tall, she reached for the body wash.

Turning, she saw Shen Zhiqing raising a fist, ready to hit.

Tomb Cheng, confused, faced the resentful Dr. Shen, caught red-handed.

She asked, “What’s wrong?” She squeezed body wash, rubbing foam onto Shen Zhiqing’s arm.

Shen Zhiqing’s gaze scanned her up and down.

Her look gave Tomb Cheng chills.

She instinctively covered her chest and lower body, stammering like a lamb awaiting slaughter, “W-What…”

Before differentiating, Tomb Cheng was shy in public baths.

In the army, she avoided communal pools with other Alphas.

Only Shen Zhiqing had seen her body fully.

Shen Zhiqing didn’t mind, her eyes probing.

Tomb Cheng, stared at, didn’t dare lower her hands.

Shen Zhiqing turned on the bathtub’s faucet, chiding lightly, “I’ve bitten you. Can’t I look?”

Her suggestive “bite” made the Alpha blush instantly.

Shen Zhiqing had… bitten her twice.

Both times are etched in Tomb Cheng’s mind.

The unique Omega embrace felt like paradise, blissful beyond words.

No wonder army Alphas’ crude jokes always circled back to this.

Teased again.

Tomb Cheng dropped her hands, striding boldly to Shen Zhiqing, blushing but warning through gritted teeth, “Seems Dr. Shen forgot what I said at the hospital.”

Shen Zhiqing raised an eyebrow.

The bathtub filled quickly. During their stare-down, Shen Zhiqing grabbed the Alpha, pushing her in.

Warm water splashed, spilling over the tub’s edge, soaking everything.

Shen Zhiqing stepped in barefoot, pressing her foot on Tomb Cheng’s c0ck, gazing down haughtily.

She said, “I forgot, so you must punish me.”

…

Water ripples soaked the bathroom floor.

Tomb Cheng, gripping the tub’s edge, sat upright, then sank.

Shen Zhiqing sat on her, legs unable to close.

Thrusts brought bathwater into the pvssy, splashing sounds echoing until their long lovemaking ended, exhausted.

The noisy coupling in the water caught Tomb Cheng’s sharp ears—she heard Bread’s meows outside.

Shen Zhiqing lay on her, letting her change the tub’s water.

Sitting back in, bodies pressed close, Shen Zhiqing rested on her shoulder, Tomb Cheng’s chin on her hair whorl.

They stayed quiet. Bread’s calls outside ceased after a few.

Shen Zhiqing, drowsy, let Tomb Cheng massage her waist, then her own back.

Dazed, Tomb Cheng wondered if that was punishment.

Who was punished?

Shen Zhiqing said, “Zhiman and Yuan Jin have been together since birth.”

Tomb Cheng thought she was asleep, startled by her sudden remark.

She said, “Huh?”

From past interactions, she knew Zhiman and Yuan Jin were long together, but why mention it now?

Shen Zhiqing smacked her lips, frowning, feeling sour.

She recalled Tomb Cheng’s earlier distraction.

She huffed, “They’re so close!” She didn’t mention their breakup.

Tomb Cheng, puzzled, said, “I know.”

She knew their bond. In military school, Zhiman sometimes brought Yuan Jin to visit.

Shen Zhiqing glared up, leaving Tomb Cheng baffled.

Realizing, Tomb Cheng’s gaze held disbelief and loss.

She said something that nearly made Shen Zhiqing strangle her.

She asked, “You’re into Sister Xiao…?”

Shen Zhiqing splashed water, stood, angrily donned her robe, and stormed out.

That blockhead! So obsessed with Zhiman?

Thinking everyone loves her Zhiman?