Crazy (Lily ABO) - Chapter 3

For three consecutive days, Xin Ruofan visited Teng Lin’s studio, but each time the answer she received was, “Teacher Teng Lin isn’t here.”

Finally, on the fourth day, Teng Lin returned to her studio and saw Xin Ruofan leisurely sitting in the reception room, dressed in a black overcoat. Their unexpected reunion made her expression momentarily unnatural.

“You’re here. I’ve been waiting for you,” Xin Ruofan immediately hooked Teng Lin’s arm, her lips curving into an alluring smile.

Teng Lin awkwardly turned her face away, pulled her arm free, and fumbled with her gold-rimmed glasses. “Miss Xin, is there something you need?”

“Miss Xin?”

Xin Ruofan’s eyes instantly turned cold, the smile on her face not reaching them. She took a step forward, her soft chest pressing against Teng Lin’s body. Their heights were similar, their noses almost touching, and the tuberose and bitter peach pheromones swirled between them.

“Do we need to be so formal with each other?” Warm breath fanned her face, followed by a soft, clear voice.

“…”

Teng Lin hurriedly retreated, but Xin Ruofan was quicker. She wrapped her arms around Teng Lin’s waist, pressing her entire body against her, and opened her mouth to nibble on Teng Lin’s chin.

Teng Lin was startled by the sudden stimulation, her body tensing. She abruptly pushed the woman in front of her away, her gaze sweeping downwards. She was secretly glad she was wearing loose sweatpants today.

Her lower body had shamelessly reacted.

Xin Ruofan followed her gaze downwards, then raised an eyebrow and chuckled, lifting a hand to brush her hair back.

“I came today to ask Teacher Teng Lin to guide me on the poses I need to strike during the photoshoot.”

“There’s only one pose in the painting, but during the shoot, I’ll need to strike different poses. If I don’t do it well, I’m afraid it might affect Teacher Teng Lin’s reputation.”

Teng Lin looked at her, her eyes shifting from confusion to complexity. “How should I guide you?”

“There’s no bathtub here, so I can’t pose. How about we go to your place? Do you have a bathtub? If not, we can go to my place.”

“There’s a sofa in the studio.”

Teng Lin finished speaking and turned to leave the reception room. Xin Ruofan followed close behind her.

The curtains weren’t drawn, making the studio somewhat dim. Teng Lin found the light switch on the wall, and the next second, the lights instantly flickered on. Every corner of the room was stacked with canvases, and a two-seater sofa was placed under the window directly opposite the door.

Xin Ruofan quickly walked over, taking off her black overcoat to reveal a V-neck camisole mini-dress that barely covered her thighs. She casually reclined on the sofa, her long, straight legs crossed and dangling over the armrest.

“Is this okay?”

Xin Ruofan’s eyes were smiling, her brown curly hair falling down, barely covering her ample chest, looking alluring and seductive.

“You…”

Teng Lin’s eyes darted around in a panic, her body rigid in place, the gland at the back of her neck aching from swelling.

“Not right?” Xin Ruofan tilted her head, looking at her, then suddenly realized something and immediately sat up.

“The woman in the painting is sitting naked in a bathtub, so I’ll take off my dress too.” As she spoke, she lifted her chin and raised the hem of her dress with both hands.

Teng Lin frantically rushed over and pressed down on the woman’s raised hands. Unexpectedly, Xin Ruofan twisted her wrist, pulling Teng Lin’s sleeve, and fell backward, causing Teng Lin to tumble into the Omega’s embrace.

In an instant, the scent of tuberose pheromones assailed her nose. Xin Ruofan tilted her head back and kissed Teng Lin’s lips.

The gland at the back of Teng Lin’s neck was throbbing violently, and the strong bitter peach pheromones intertwined with the tuberose in the air. The Alpha’s pheromones invaded every cell of her body. Xin Ruofan squirmed uncomfortably, the wet sensation between her legs becoming increasingly obvious.

Teng Lin’s mind buzzed, her eyes glazed over, and she instinctively responded to the kiss. The desire in her heart was like a fire, burning away her remaining rationality. She actively extended her tongue, pried open the other’s teeth, and wantonly plundered the sweet saliva in her mouth.

Soft gasps filled the quiet room. Teng Lin couldn’t help but rub her swollen lower body against the woman’s crotch. The Alpha’s instinct was aroused, wanting to thrust deeply into her body and claim the Omega beneath her as her own.

“Mmm… Sister Lin…”

Upon hearing that familiar address, Teng Lin immediately sobered up. She abruptly propped herself up and fell backward, landing awkwardly on the floor, knocking over drawing tools on the table.

Xin Ruofan leaned back on the sofa, her lips slightly parted, breathing in short gasps. One of her shoulder straps had slipped down her arm, revealing a large expanse of pale, tender br3ast. The hem of her skirt was lifted and tucked into her waist, subtly revealing a small, dark wet stain in the center of her underwear.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Her assistant asked from outside, “Teacher Teng Lin, are you alright?”

“N-no, I’m fine.” Teng Lin shouted back to the door, sighing in relief when she heard the footsteps gradually fade away. She stood up, and Xin Ruofan also rose, their bodies close.

Teng Lin’s body stiffened, and she instinctively backed away, but Xin Ruofan simply bypassed her, bending down to pick up the black overcoat thrown on the floor. Her gaze remained fixed on the red mole between Xin Ruofan’s shoulder blades until the coat completely covered the fair skin before she snapped out of her daze.

Xin Ruofan watched Teng Lin stand stiffly in place, chuckled softly, leaned in, and kissed her cheek, leaving behind a faint tuberose scent. She took Teng Lin’s hand, placed something hot and soft into it, and whispered near her ear, “I won’t be able to come these next few days. Let this little gift keep you company.” With that, she turned and left.

Teng Lin looked at the small gift in her hand, her face immediately turning flushed and her body feeling hot, especially her lower body which was already swollen and aching.

It was Xin Ruofan’s underwear.

Yet, she couldn’t help but bring it closer to sniff, the fresh tuberose scent lingering at her nostrils, involuntarily fantasizing about a certain part of her body being enveloped by the Omega’s moist softness…