After Amnesia, the Fishing-Type O Tempts Me to Mark Her - Chapter 11

Cheng Yang’s Explosive Kiss Scenes Compilation

Cheng Yang waited outside for a while.

Xu Xun still hadn’t come out, but she could hear faint sounds from inside, which reassured her.

Just as she turned to leave, the bathroom’s glass door opened from within.

Cheng Yang and Xu Xun, who was drying her hair, locked eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you for ages,” Cheng Yang said.

Xu Xun’s hair was still dripping wet. “I washed my hair again,” she explained.

“Let me check if the wound got wet!” Cheng Yang moved behind Xu Xun, gently parting the hair at the nape of her neck with her fingertips. Only after confirming the waterproof bandage was still in place did she breathe a sigh of relief.

“You scared me! The wound hasn’t scabbed over yet. If it gets wet, it could get infected.”

Cheng Yang took the towel from Xu Xun’s hand and began gently drying the dripping ends of her hair.

As she dried, she casually asked, “Why didn’t you blow-dry your hair before coming out?”

Xu Xun smiled, the faint scent of night-blooming cereus on her body now masked by the peach-scented shower gel.

“I wanted to see you right away.”

Cheng Yang’s face flushed as she gently pushed Xu Xun into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with the rich fragrance of night-blooming cereus, but Cheng Yang’s weakened senses due to her injury made her less sensitive to Omega pheromones. She only detected a faint trace of the scent.

Even this faint trace of Omega pheromones made Cheng Yang restless and anxious, eager to escape the bathroom as soon as possible.

However, Xu Xun’s hair was still wet, and it would be difficult for him to dry it himself, risking further injury to the wound on the back of his neck.

Cheng Yang sighed inwardly, gathered Xu Xun’s soft, dark hair, and slowly dried it with the hairdryer.

Xu Xun sat obediently on a small stool, letting Cheng Yang’s slender fingers weave through his hair.

The gentle, warm pads of her fingers slowly massaged his scalp, sending a tingling sensation through his entire body, as if even his soul were being struck by tiny electric currents.

The sensation was both numb and tingling, making even the base of his spine tremble.

As Cheng Yang’s fingers continued to move through Xu Xun’s hair, she asked while drying it, “How’s my service? Pretty good, right?”

Xu Xun looked at his reflection in the mirror and smiled. “Not bad at all! You could be a hairstylist. Just a few casual flicks and look at these gorgeous waves. From now on, you’re in charge of my red carpet looks.”

Cheng Yang felt a little giddy from the praise.

As they chatted back and forth, her hair dried quickly.

Cheng Yang put down the hairdryer, took Xu Xun’s hand, and led him toward the bedroom.

The large bed was soft and fragrant, filling Xu Xun’s nostrils with the sweet scent of peaches.

This wasn’t the scent of bath gel or shampoo, but Cheng Yang’s pheromones.

Xu Xun’s legs involuntarily began to weaken, her heart swelled and fluttered, and a ticklish sensation occasionally stirred in her lower abdomen.

Yet she stubbornly suppressed her urges.

Now wasn’t the ideal time for marking. Neither of them would be fully present.

Xu Xun wanted Cheng Yang to have the most unforgettable first time of her life.

Cheng Yang reached for the body lotion on the bedside table and found two bottles with different scents: peach and gardenia.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the peach-scented lotion.

But when she turned around, Xu Xun had already opened her laptop and was gazing at the screen with keen interest.

Curious, Cheng Yang leaned closer. What she saw made her heart leap.

She had been watching video clips related to Xu Xun earlier and forgotten to close the browser.

“……”

Cheng Yang didn’t dare make a sound. Xu Xun was currently watching a video of their joint interview from six months ago.

The video was crystal clear. Cheng Yang stood on a high platform, radiant in a million-dollar haute couture gown, her smile dazzling.

The reporter asked, “Teacher Cheng, is this your first time working with Teacher Xu Xun on a film?”

In an instant, the camera focused on Xu Xun, seated below the stage.

Cheng Yang’s lips curved into a bright smile. “Yes, this is indeed our first collaboration.”

The Alpha’s voice was mature and steady, tinged with a hint of amusement.

Standing at the microphone, Cheng Yang continued, “I’m deeply honored to have starred in my first joint film with Teacher Xu Xun. I hope we’ll have the opportunity to collaborate again in the future.”

The reporter pressed further, “Then do you think Xu Xun is your dream Omega?”

The moment that question blared from the computer speakers, Cheng Yang held her breath.

She was intensely curious to hear how she had answered back then.

If asked that question now, she would undoubtedly answer with a resounding “yes.”

Xu Xun’s lips slowly curved into a smile. Though she knew what Cheng Yang would say next, a thin layer of sweat still formed on her palms.

In the next moment, Cheng Yang responded calmly and unhurriedly.

“It’s hard to imagine anyone not liking an Omega as outstanding as Teacher Xu Xun. Your question lacks substance.”

Cheng Yang exhaled sharply, continuing to steal glances at the computer screen.

The troublemaking reporter pressed on: “So you clearly admire Teacher Xu Xun. But your on-screen chemistry is so compelling—could it have sparked real feelings?”

Cheng Yang replied with a smile: “The word ‘feelings’ has many meanings. For example, Teacher Xu Xun and I have indeed become friends through this project.”

The camera then shifted back to Xu Xun’s face.

After watching the clip, Cheng Yang couldn’t help but think bitterly, “Typical journalist—their emotional intelligence is on par with a paramecium. They’ll never evolve beyond that.”

The interview ended there.

Cheng Yang pressed her lips together and guiltily lowered her head the moment Xu Xun closed his laptop and turned to look at her.

Even she couldn’t understand why she felt so guilty.

Her earlier answers had sounded flawless, even perfect.

Xu Xun’s gaze settled on Cheng Yang’s trembling eyelashes. “Yangyang,” he said, “I remember every word you said.”

“Mm-hmm,” she murmured.

Cheng Yang thought the matter was settled, but Xu Xun spoke again.

“Those words were for the reporters and the audience. I want to know what you really think.”

Without hesitation, Cheng Yang replied, “I want to tell everyone that we’re not just friends. I love you deeply, and I want to marry you.”

A faint smile bloomed on Xu Xun’s lips. “I knew it. Me too.”

Perhaps it was because they hadn’t been intimate for a while, but their bodies now craved touch more intensely.

At first, Cheng Yang thought it was just the pheromones drawing them together, but she soon realized that pheromones had no effect on her at all.

Several times, their accidental glances nearly led to things escalating.

It was then that Cheng Yang realized her feelings for Xu Xun were both psychological and physical, bordering on obsession.

She bit her tongue hard, the sharp pain slowly bringing her back to her senses.

I’m not some wild animal! How can I just go into heat like this?

This is ridiculous!

Cheng Yang!

You’re a person!

If you can’t control your mouth, what’s the difference between you and an animal?!

Cheng Yang mentally berated herself, then mustered the courage to say, “Wife, don’t worry. I won’t take advantage of you while you’re sleeping.”

Xu Xun froze, having just been about to lie down and rest. Cheng Yang’s words instantly banished her drowsiness. A faint hint of anticipation flickered in her eyes.

“You want to take advantage of me?”

Cheng Yang finally realized she’d spoken without thinking again.

While such banter was common between wives, and Cheng Yang would have loved to whisper sweet nothings in Xu Xun’s ear every day, now wasn’t the time for careless talk.

What if things escalate and something happens…?

Cheng Yang took a deep breath and gently pushed Xu Xun back down, saying calmly, “If we’re going to get up to mischief, we should wait until we’re both feeling better. That way, we can really enjoy ourselves.”

“If we tried now, I might accidentally pass out halfway through. How embarrassing would that be?”

“And if Jian Fan found out, who knows what he’d say about us behind our backs?”

Xu Xun chuckled, resting his head on Cheng Yang’s arm and leaning against her shoulder. “But I’m not tired. I just want to chat with you and share some fun things.”

“Then let’s stay up all night. I’ll keep you company.”

Since they were planning to talk all night, their phones and laptops would only distract them.

Xu Xun sat across from Cheng Yang, still clutching his pink seal plushie.

Cheng Yang smiled at him.

As she closed her laptop, Cheng Yang’s finger accidentally brushed the touchpad.

The short video they had been watching switched to the entertainment channel.

Cheng Yang barely glanced at the screen, but her eyes widened dramatically, nearly popping out of their sockets.

A bold red headline flashed across the screen:

“Cheng Yang’s Explosive Kiss Scenes Compilation”