After the Top Idol Omega and I Started Living Together - Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Streetlights continuously flashed past the car window. The back seat, divided into a private space, flickered between light and dark.

Overlapping shadows intertwined their fingers. The air gradually became heavy, sticky, and filled with obscure decadence.

Sheng Jingyu still leaned back in her seat. Her distinctly boned hand rested on Lu Zhao’s waist. She kissed her slowly and gently.

The unhurried pace resembled a superior extracting from a subordinate. The golden light shone faintly, carrying a sense of indulgent intoxication.

She repeatedly warned herself.

But she still couldn’t resist.

The warmth spreading over her ear stacked layer upon layer, settling in her heart.

They say tasting the marrow makes one crave more. She had just finished her first taste. Despite her efforts to stay calm and restrained, she was still stirred.

Moreover, in Lu Zhao’s current state, Sheng Jingyu didn’t believe she would obediently take the medicine.

If she detected even a hint of bitterness in the pill, she would likely spit it out willfully.

Calm rational analysis once again became a shield for desire.

It was dignified yet bizarrely decadent.

The nearly weightless pill was pushed onto the tip of Lu Zhao’s tongue. The bitter taste quickly melted in her mouth.

As expected, Lu Zhao tried to resist. But Sheng Jingyu restrained her resisting hands. Her soft lips rubbed back and forth.

There was no aggressive plunder. Sheng Jingyu’s kiss came gently.

It progressed gradually, like a stream flowing slowly down from a high mountain, enveloping the person in raw tenderness.

Resistance and evasion turned into hesitant advances and retreats. Half-resisting, half-yielding, Lu Zhao still swallowed the pill Sheng Jingyu passed to her.

The bitterness lingered on her tongue. But as oxygen intermittently flowed in, it was gradually replaced by another kind of bitterness.

It was like countless wormwoods gathered in one place, compressed and distilled, dripping along vines wrapped with green grapes.

The bitterness carried sweetness, as sharp as a glacier on a high mountain.

Lu Zhao’s will was unclear, so her sensations came directly.

She knew she liked this taste.

The scene by the window still showed the relationship between superior and subordinate. But as the light fell and rose again, it turned into the subordinate boldly demanding from the superior.

The restrained hand quietly flipped over. Sheng Jingyu’s hand was pressed under Lu Zhao’s. The unhurried kiss slowly changed its rhythm.

The initiative returned to this Alpha’s hands.

Slender fingers gradually slipped into the gaps of Sheng Jingyu’s closed fingers. Like this newly ignited kiss, this person always loved intertwining their fingers with hers.

The seawater churned in this narrow space as the car moved, stirring countless white foams that pushed against Sheng Jingyu’s tongue.

She gradually felt her body soften, soaked by the seawater. Yet, because of the person pressing above her gaze, she was firmly confined to this spot.

Sheng Jingyu didn’t understand what kissing an Alpha felt like. But Lu Zhao made her feel a contradiction of ferocity and gentleness.

The warm summer air layered in the car’s back seat. Each of Lu Zhao’s kisses squeezed her oxygen, yet simultaneously compensated with her scent.

She moved with ease, sinking step by step into indulgence.

Suddenly, oxygen surged from Sheng Jingyu’s lips.

The lingering end, long delayed, stopped abruptly in an unexpected way.

The medicine Sheng Jingyu gave took effect quickly and intensely.

Lu Zhao suddenly lowered her head. She leaned on Sheng Jingyu’s shoulder and fell asleep abruptly.

In the dim space, Sheng Jingyu leaned slightly on the seat.

Her breathing was disordered, her breath still carrying the warmth of another person. Yet her state was calmer than ever.

The streetlight flashed through the carriage, bringing a second of darkness to the space.

Sheng Jingyu’s silhouette reflected on the glass window. Her lowered eyelashes sank into the darkness. It was unclear if she was relieved by this abrupt end.

Or if she was displeased by it.

Steady breathing brushed lightly against Sheng Jingyu’s neck. Lu Zhao slept deeply.

Sheng Jingyu slowly looked down. She saw the person leaning on her with lips stained by her usual lip balm.

The colorless balm clung to the corner of her mouth, faintly glowing when light passed by.

It was obscure and secretive.

It was unclear if the medicine’s effect caused Lu Zhao’s heat to fade quickly, making Sheng Jingyu feel hot in contrast, or if it was for some other reason. Sheng Jingyu silently lowered her eyes. She calmly moved Lu Zhao from her body to the seat beside her.

The air conditioner’s cool breeze finally proved its presence at this moment, swallowing the heat on Sheng Jingyu’s body.

She slightly leaned against the headrest above the seat. Her gaze fixed straight on the partition in front of her.

In her twenty-nine years, this was Sheng Jingyu’s first time kissing someone.

The second time followed the first by only a few minutes.

Sheng Jingyu clearly understood that they were adults. Doing such things didn’t break any laws.

Being aroused by desire and acting on it was not unreasonable.

But why did she choose to act on it?

In the past, she never felt desire for any Alpha.

Let alone giving herself a dignified excuse to kiss someone.

The person drugged wasn’t her.

The wide river reflected the city’s lights, shimmering faintly.

Sheng Jingyu silently turned her head to look out the window. Her long finger pressed the button by her side: “Stop the car.”

The driver, hearing her, skillfully pulled over. He looked at the slowly lowering partition in the back and said to Sheng Jingyu, “Miss.”

Sheng Jingyu calmly gestured: “Watch her. I’m going for a walk.”

The driver had no right to inquire about his master’s affairs. He only followed orders: “Yes.”

The wind blew, and the river’s surface shimmered with waves.

Sheng Jingyu walked slowly to the railing. Her long shadow reflected on the ground.

The traffic behind her and the prosperity on both banks seemed unrelated to her. She slightly lowered her head and took out her phone from her pocket.

The quick-phrase app wasn’t closed. It popped up when she unlocked the screen. The densely packed sentences were entered by others when she first lost her voice.

“Why add these words?”

“Because you’ll use them! If I misbehave and upset you, you can say this to me.”

“Anger is just my emotion. It has nothing to do with you.”

“But I care about you. Saying this is more effective than anything.”

Because they care.

The wind from the river lifted Sheng Jingyu’s long hair. The tangled strands brushed past her vision.

In the dazzling, luxurious night scene, the image of Lu Zhao looking at her in the car flickered.

In the dimness, wrapped in the ambiguity after pleasure, her eyes were indulgent one second. The next, they turned serious because of a single sentence from her.

Why care about her?

She was the least worthy defective product…

As summer approached, cicadas began their daily complaints early, hiding in the treetops alongside working people.

The cicadas’ chirping continued incessantly, growing more urgent. It faintly penetrated the triple-layered glass.

The air conditioner’s cool breeze filled the large office. The cool environment clashed with the summer cicadas’ noise.

Chen Annie sat in the boss’s chair, rarely idle. She held her phone, displaying Chenchen’s WeChat interface.

It was hard to say if the kid was career-driven. Despite it being a personal account, the profile picture was a screenshot of Lu Zhao on stage.

Chen Annie slightly tilted her head, looking with interest. Then the office door was pushed open from outside.

A tall woman stood under the high doorframe. Her sharp blazer contrasted with the long dress she wore at the center of last night’s dinner.

It was Li Qinqin.

Without any assistant’s announcement, she came like an uninvited guest.

Seeing her, Chen Annie quickly exited the page, put down her phone, and greeted with a smile: “What wind blew you here?”

Li Qinqin also smiled, her words carrying meaning: “No wind. I just wanted to see you.”

Chen Annie understood but played dumb: “See me for what?”

“Of course, to see how our CEO Chen is doing today. I saw you leave with the kid yesterday,” Li Qinqin said bluntly. She leaned on Chen Annie’s desk. “So, tell me about it.”

Hearing this, Chen Annie dropped her smile, her expression serious: “I had someone send her home. I know nothing about the rest.”

Li Qinqin was surprised: “Send her home? You didn’t…”

Her words were vague, but Chen Annie cut in directly: “Pick up your scraps?”

As businesspeople, they maintained surface politeness in usual interactions.

But over the years in the same circle, Li Qinqin and Chen Annie had a decent relationship. They could be called friends, knowing each other somewhat.

Hearing Chen Annie’s words, Li Qinqin quickly reacted, retorting: “Annie, what kind of person do you think I am?”

“Though I’m indeed interested in that kid, I wouldn’t use such low tactics! You know me. I don’t care about AO status, but I always want them willing.”

Li Qinqin felt slighted, slightly raising her head, her voice firm: “A forced melon never interests me.”

Chen Annie’s eyes flashed with a hint of miscalculation, but then clarity followed.

She seemed to understand something, sincerely saying to Li Qinqin: “Sorry, I misunderstood you.”

“No matter,” Li Qinqin waved it off, her attention on Chen Annie’s changing expression.

She didn’t know about Lu Zhao’s shady agency. She assumed another competitor appeared: “From your look, it’s not just me. Someone else has their eye on your kid?”

Li Qinqin’s mood shifted quickly. She casually picked up the pen on Chen Annie’s desk, playing with it while pondering: “Didn’t expect this kid to be so popular. It makes me a bit interested in her again…”

Chen Annie knew this Alpha, Li Qinqin, was more interested in competitive things.

She knew she didn’t need to explain to Li Qinqin, but still offered advice: “Qinqin, I advise you not to have such thoughts.”

“Why!” Li Qinqin asked loudly. Having just been slighted by Chen Annie, her displeasure resurfaced. “What, I’m not even competing fairly with you now?”

“You’re not competing with me,” Chen Annie said.

Her voice sounded casual, but the person mentioned carried weight.

“This person, our Jingyu, wants.”

Pigeon: Patting Whale.

Whale rejected your patting and burrowed into Little Deer’s arms.