A White Cloud (GL ABO) - Chapter 68 (H)

Shen Zhiqing’s words sparked like a flame, shattering the hesitation in Tomb Cheng’s heart.

Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, each burst a unique splendor.

Like a beam of light piercing a calm sea, it illuminated the deep, silent ocean floor, revealing hidden microbes.

Vibrant algae danced toward the light, fish scattered from behind dark reefs, and secrets long buried under sand finally met the sky’s embrace.

She melted snow among plum blossoms and gazed at the moon in empty skies.

Shen Zhiqing was a flawless moon in her heart.

But when this moon, this light, descended to her side, Tomb Cheng saw the worldly stains on her.

How to describe it?

Shen Zhiqing, born of the world yet transcending it, captivated her even more now.

She always held unique feelings for Shen Zhiqing.

Despite time’s passage of time, she couldn’t deny Shen Zhiqing’s special place in her heart.

Like their first meeting, Shen Zhiqing sat under a peach tree, dazzling like a star.

Like every encounter after, she moved through the world, pure as the moon.

No beautiful words could match the Shen Zhiqing in her heart.

Moonlight, snowfall—she was a third kind of absolute beauty.

“Mu Mu,” this Shen Zhiqing now gazed at her with love, her nightingale voice calling her name.

Tomb Cheng embraced her moon, releasing the eager yet timid thoughts she’d held back.

“Hm,” she replied.

Shen Zhiqing caressed her face.

At twenty-seven, Tomb Cheng shed the youth of seventeen.

As an Alpha, her once rebellious face gained sharpness.

Years of sun and rain in the military darkened her skin, and fine calluses marked her palms.

Yet this person, with her tender heart and pure girlish feelings, wrote an unreserved chapter of love for her.

Under such a gaze, Tomb Cheng grew shy first.

Her buried restraint and girlish heart resurfaced.

Shen Zhiqing didn’t tease her.

Instead, she hugged her tightly, cherishing the person she’d schemed to hold again.

“Mu Mu, Mu Mu,” she said.

“Mu Mu, Mu Mu,” Shen Zhiqing repeated, nuzzling her face fondly.

The room filled with tender warmth.

Tomb Cheng smiled shyly, responding softly, showing her feelings through action.

“Yes, I’m here,” she said.

She brushed aside Shen Zhiqing’s messy hair from nuzzling, pinched her earlobe lovingly, and poked her cheek, delighted when her finger sank into her skin.

No pale words were needed to prove their shared feelings now.

Shen Zhiqing offered a kiss, parting her lips.

Tomb Cheng lay beside her, both facing each other, lost in the sweet, tender kiss.

All their love poured into this exchange.

Shen Zhiqing’s tongue flicked her lip bead, her slender hand touching Tomb Cheng’s less full chest.

“Mm,” the touched Alpha flinched, letting out a trembling sound.

Shen Zhiqing held her waist, stopping her retreat.

Her tongue, teasing her lip bead, pried open her teeth, sweeping through her mouth.

Her hand gently kneaded Tomb Cheng’s chest through her clothes.

The passive Alpha hugged her waist, trapping her in her arms as a small protest.

What was this?

Who was the Alpha here?

Though quietly displeased, she didn’t push away the Omega’s boldness.

How could she truly reject someone she loved?

Tomb Cheng held her slim waist.

As Shen Zhiqing’s tongue grazed her palate, aiming for her tongue, she deepened the kiss proactively.

“Hm… Mu Mu…” Shen Zhiqing murmured.

Her hand, gripping Tomb Cheng’s soft chest, clutched her clothes instead.

Her initiative pushed the kiss to new intensity.

Their tongues tangled, stirring the air in their mouths.

Tomb Cheng sucked and licked her lips and tongue, gently biting her lip bead.

The gentle grinding unleashed their desire.

Shen Zhiqing felt little Mu Mu awaken.

Cool plum fragrance enveloped her.

In Tomb Cheng’s arms, she closed her eyes, immersed in the long kiss she started but Tomb Cheng now led.

She released matching pheromones in response.

Cherry wine blended with plum fragrance, intoxicating the room with their mutual pheromones.

Their lips parted, a silver thread glistening between them, her red lips warm from another’s touch.

Shen Zhiqing breathed rapidly, tilting her head.

Tomb Cheng’s hand stroked her back, easing her breath, though she panted lightly too.

The quiet room echoed with their breathing.

Shen Zhiqing’s hand, clutching her collar, moved, resting on her waist again.

“Mu Mu,” she said.

“Hm,” Tomb Cheng replied, not stopping her.

The doctor’s fair hands slipped slyly under her hem.

Shen Zhiqing pressed against her, pushing Tomb Cheng’s shirt up.

Tomb Cheng raised her arms cooperatively, baring her upper body.

She shared the same female traits as Shen Zhiqing, her small chest trembling under touch.

With permission, Shen Zhiqing kissed her throat cartilage, sucked below her neck, leaving a dark red mark, and licked her collarbone.

The tingling sensation made Tomb Cheng hum.

Shen Zhiqing’s soft lips slid from her collarbone to her heart.

She kissed her heart through her chest, marking it with her imprint.

This was her Alpha, her lover.

Shen Zhiqing glanced at her secretly, only to meet Tomb Cheng’s gaze.

Tomb Cheng opened her arms, her clear eyes brimming with love for Shen Zhiqing.

“Take off my glasses,” she said, looking into her eyes.

Shen Zhiqing removed her glasses.

Without them, Tomb Cheng relied on moonlight to see her.

“Mu Mu?” Shen Zhiqing asked, pausing her kisses as Tomb Cheng stared.

Tomb Cheng’s vision blurred—her eyesight worsened after an injury.

Without glasses, the world softened, but she saw Shen Zhiqing’s face clearly, etched in her heart.

“It’s fine, keep going,” Tomb Cheng said, holding her fondly, letting her kisses spread.

Shen Zhiqing licked the red mark on her heart, thrilled to have marked Mu Mu too.

The Alpha, pleased by her licks, squinted at her, her eyes free of disdain.

Shen Zhiqing rested her hands on her shoulders, burying her face in the chest cleft from lying on her side.

She took the small red bead in her mouth, setting fires on her body, emboldened by her love.

Shen Zhiqing, off work today, had taken a fragrant bath.

Her faint rose scent, mixed with cherry wine pheromones, filled Tomb Cheng’s senses, opening her heart just by its presence.

She wanted this fragrance to carry her own scent.

She wanted Shen Zhiqing to bloom for her.

This possessive desire, coded in Alpha genes, was their primal need for an Omega.

Tomb Cheng admitted her vulgarity.

She couldn’t resist the genetic traits, like their high-match pheromones.

Instinct drew them closer, keeping a pure heart for each other through their long emotions.