Failed to Pretend to Be an Alpha and Got Marked by the Enemy (ABO, GL) - Chapter 67

Chapter 67

The three words “heat period” acted like an alarm bell. They woke Yu Jing, who felt hot and uncomfortable all over and only wanted comfort. Her dizzy mind started to recall: “Last time, it happened in Bishui Town while filming the show…”

She paused as she spoke.

It had been exactly one month since that day!

A month ago, she experienced her first heat. Yu Jing took it seriously and set a reminder on her phone to avoid forgetting. But, by bad luck, the phone she used for the reminder broke. With too many upsetting events in the past few days, she had no time to think and completely forgot about this important date.

During her last heat, Ming Zhu discovered her. Ming Zhu still remembered her condition back then. She was like this now, with her body hot and flushed, her pheromones leaking uncontrollably, soft and clingy, and very eager to be close to someone.

Ming Zhu held her shoulders with her palms and felt the unusual heat through her home clothes. Ming Zhu’s own pheromones stirred due to Yu Jing’s leaking pheromones. She suppressed the urge to hug and kiss her, stayed rational, and asked, “Do you have any suppressants at home?”

Yu Jing snapped awake and nodded quickly. “In my bedroom nightstand, there should be one left.”

When she left Bishui Town People’s Hospital last time, Yu Jing took two suppressants and ten bottles of blockers for backup. A few days ago, while packing for the “Happy Star” recording in City A, she brought one suppressant and two bottles of blockers.

She turned to go to her room to find them, but her body felt weak and slid down the wall. Ming Zhu quickly caught her, carried her back to the room, placed her on the bed, and walked to the nightstand.

Ming Zhu opened the drawers one by one and rummaged through the messy contents. She found only three medicinal blockers, took them out, placed them on the bed, and turned to ask, “Is this all? Did you remember wrong?”

“I put them in there,” Yu Jing said, tugging at her clothes and enduring the heat to check.

She had used some before and brought others for backup. By her count, there should be one suppressant and two blockers left in the drawer. The number matched, but the types were wrong.

There was only one possibility: she packed two suppressants by mistake when preparing her luggage.

The problem now was that her luggage was still in Shen Jiayu’s car!

Ming Zhu realized this too and quickly grabbed her phone to call Xiao Ye.

The call rang three times before Xiao Ye answered, “What’s up, Sister Ming Zhu?”

Ming Zhu asked, “Are you all done?”

Xiao Ye replied, “Not yet. We just got here and haven’t even eaten.”

Ming Zhu thought this was bad news.

The heat was intense. It caused pheromones to release rapidly. Within ten minutes, every Alpha within a one-kilometer radius would know a sweet Omega was in heat, which could cause unnecessary chaos.

Waiting for Xiao Ye to return with the suppressant was not realistic.

Could they reach the nearest hospital in ten minutes?

Xiao Ye asked what was wrong over the phone.

Ming Zhu weighed options and didn’t answer Xiao Ye’s question. Suddenly, a body散发着甜美信息素 crashed into her arms. She fell onto the bed and instinctively reached to hold the person.

She held the person, but the phone, still on the call, slid across the bedsheet to the side.

“Sister Ming Zhu?” Xiao Ye’s confused voice came from the phone.

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Yu Jing pursed her lips in embarrassment and felt too ashamed to face anyone.

Ming Zhu chuckled softly, carried her through the living room, entered the bathroom, and set her down.

On the first day of their confirmed relationship, they had already progressed this far…

When emotions ran deep, it was indeed hard to resist.

Yu Jing wasn’t conservative. She was willing to do things she liked with someone she liked. She had no regrets, but the pace was faster than she expected, and she needed time to process.

Hot water washed away some of her shame. After bathing, she felt uneasy again. She hadn’t brought clean clothes.

Ming Zhu said to call if she needed anything. Yu Jing thought about it and decided not to bother her.

Yu Jing pulled a towel from the hook and carefully wrapped herself in front of the mirror.

In her own home, she acted like a thief. She tiptoed to the door, slowly pressed the handle, cautiously opened a small gap, and squinted to look outside.

Ming Zhu wasn’t in the living room.

Yu Jing opened the door wider, stepped out one leg, looked around, and saw no one. Without thinking too much, she held her breath and slipped into her room.

She locked the door, touched her still-warm face, steadied her mind, walked to the wardrobe, and pulled out a shirt and long pants.

Dressed neatly, she untied her hair in front of the mirror to cover her neck and ears. She checked repeatedly to ensure nothing was exposed before slowly walking out.

She opened the door and still didn’t see Ming Zhu.

Yu Jing called out tentatively. The room was empty, and no one responded.

…Had she left?

Yu Jing rushed to the entrance and noticed Ming Zhu’s shoes were gone. Her tense heart sank a little.

Even if it was a bit awkward, was it necessary to leave so quietly?

“Click—”

The door lock turned, and someone pushed the door open from outside.

Yu Jing’s low mood lasted less than two seconds. She saw Ming Zhu walk in with a supermarket shopping bag, and her expression froze for a moment. “…You went shopping?”

“Yeah,” Ming Zhu said, glancing at the shirt buttoned up to Yu Jing’s neck. She put a key back in its place, closed the door, changed into slippers, and held up the bag. “I saw the fridge was empty, so I went downstairs to buy some food.”

Yu Jing let out a long breath, twisted her fingers, lowered her head, felt a bit wronged, and murmured, “I thought you left.”

Ming Zhu paused, reached out, touched her freshly bathed, radiant face, slid her fingertips over soft skin, lifted her chin, looked into her bright eyes, and said softly, “I left you a WeChat message. Didn’t you see it?”

Yu Jing shook her head. After bathing, she was busy dressing and looking for Ming Zhu. She had no time to check her phone.

She found her bag on the sofa, took out her phone, and saw an unread WeChat message.

MZ: “I’m going out to buy some stuff. I’ll be back soon.”

The message was sent while she was bathing.

With Ming Zhu back, Yu Jing felt relieved. She put down her phone. Suddenly, Ming Zhu’s questioning voice rang out, “You haven’t changed my contact name?”

Yu Jing turned her head quickly, and her cheek dangerously brushed past Ming Zhu’s lips. Warm breath grazed her face, and her face heated up. She feigned calm, pulled back a bit, looked at the “MZ” at the top of the chat, then at Ming Zhu, and smiled awkwardly. “I forgot to change it before.”

Ming Zhu hadn’t meant to peek. She bought too many things and wanted to put some on the coffee table. Passing by, she accidentally saw it.

Ming Zhu didn’t comment but stared at Yu Jing’s phone. Her eyes seemed to say: you can change it now.

Yu Jing opened Ming Zhu’s profile, glanced at her before editing, typed two characters, and saved it.

She looked up and saw Ming Zhu still staring at her phone. Yu Jing thought she wasn’t satisfied. “Is this okay?”

She changed it to “Sister” because she was used to calling her that. But after saving it, Yu Jing realized Ming Zhu might think it made her sound old. After all, no woman didn’t care about age.

Yu Jing felt unsure and asked again, “Do you not like me calling you Sister?”

Ming Zhu’s gaze returned to her face. Her thin lips curved into a gentle smile. She said, “I like it.” After a pause, her smile deepened. “You say it nicely.”

“…”

“Call” and “say” seemed the same. Yu Jing wondered if her mind was too impure, as she sensed a hint of teasing and ambiguity in Ming Zhu’s words.

The air conditioner was on high, but Ming Zhu’s gaze made her feel hot. She quickly looked away, stared at the items on the coffee table, and stiffly changed the topic. “What did you buy?”

Without waiting for Ming Zhu’s answer, she busied herself checking the bag to hide her feelings.

Ming Zhu bought a lot, including fruits and vegetables, and planned to cook noodles for her.

The kitchen hadn’t been used in a long time. Yu Jing led Ming Zhu in and watched her wash the pot, boil water, wash vegetables, and cut them. Though not very skilled, Ming Zhu was steady, and Yu Jing felt a strange sense of novelty.

This kitchen was usually only used by Yu Jing. She always cooked for others. This was the first time someone cooked for her.

The water boiled, and Ming Zhu put the noodles in to cook, calmly cutting meat.

Yu Jing didn’t stay idle. She put extra items in the fridge and took out a bunch of grapes.

The grapes looked fresh. Yu Jing picked the biggest one, carefully peeled it, and fed it to Ming Zhu, who was busy cutting vegetables.

Ming Zhu paused her knife, turned her head, looked at her for a few seconds, opened her mouth, bit the grape, and chewed slowly.

“Sweet?” Yu Jing asked eagerly.

Ming Zhu savored it, swallowed, frowned, and said bluntly, “A bit sour.”

Yu Jing peeled and tried one herself. It was indeed a bit sour but acceptable. She wanted to feed Ming Zhu another, but Ming Zhu shook her head, likely disliking sour food.

Yu Jing ate them herself, watching Ming Zhu slice beef thinly, and asked casually, “What fruits do you usually like?”

Ming Zhu held the sharp knife steadily, cutting carefully against the beef’s grain, slicing thin, even pieces. She said slowly, “Fruits all seem the same to me. I never had a favorite before, but…” She paused, looked at the girl eating happily beside her, and said, “Now I like strawberries best.”

“You like strawberries?” Yu Jing tilted her head and said, “But it’s not strawberry season yet. Does the supermarket downstairs have them?”

“No.”

“Then you can’t eat them.”

Ming Zhu gave an ambiguous smile and looked over.

Warm light shone in her eyes. She gazed at Yu Jing tenderly, her eyes landing on her slightly swollen lips. She raised her hand, gently brushed them, and said meaningfully, “I already tasted them earlier. Very sweet.”

“…” The grape in Yu Jing’s hand burst. She understood the hint, blushed, grabbed the washed grapes, and fled the kitchen.

She found the air conditioner remote, lowered the temperature a few degrees, but still felt hot all over.

This heat was different from her heat period. There was no way to relieve it; she could only wait for it to cool down.

Ming Zhu came out with steaming noodles, saw her standing under the air conditioner in a daze, and called, “It’s ready. Come eat.”

Yu Jing adjusted the temperature back to 28 degrees, calmed her emotions, and walked to the table with a smile.

Two bowls of noodles sat on the table: one full, one half-empty. Ming Zhu took the half-empty one and pushed the full one to Yu Jing. Meeting her puzzled gaze, she explained, “Eat more to regain your strength.”

“…”

Since Ming Zhu helped with the temporary marking, Yu Jing felt every word from her carried ambiguity, making her overthink details, her heart racing, and feeling shy and uneasy.

But Yu Jing was indeed hungry.

The heat drained not just her energy but also her body’s moisture. Ming Zhu thoughtfully warmed a cup of milk in the microwave for her.

The noodles’ savory aroma teased her taste buds. Her stomach growled unceremoniously. She didn’t argue, sat down, and took a sip of milk to soothe her throat.

Ming Zhu handed her chopsticks.

Yu Jing took them and was about to eat when she noticed their bowls differed not only in portion but also in ingredients. Her bowl was piled with meat slices, while Ming Zhu’s was plain with just a few vegetable leaves.

The favoritism was too obvious.

Yu Jing’s heart felt warm and full. She quickly picked some beef slices and put them in Ming Zhu’s bowl.

Ming Zhu’s lips moved slightly, as if to say she didn’t need them. Yu Jing didn’t give her a chance, firmly giving her half, and said, “Beef won’t make you fat, and… you worked hard too. Eat more.”

The second half was said very softly. Ming Zhu heard it, paused, realized what she meant, froze, and then burst out laughing.

Yu Jing felt embarrassed and annoyed, her face flushed from the teasing heat. She lightly kicked Ming Zhu under the table. Though meant to be annoyed, her lack of strength made it seem like flirting, her voice soft and without any menace. “Don’t laugh.”

Ming Zhu just found her too cute. She picked up a beef slice, suppressed a smile, and said, “Alright, I’ll listen to you and eat more.”

Yu Jing bit her tongue secretly, regretting the ambiguous words she said.

They had only gone so far, yet her words made it sound like they had done everything.

She didn’t want to talk anymore and quietly ate her noodles.

Ming Zhu stopped teasing her, noticed her brushing back falling hair while eating, and said, “Where’s your hair tie?”

Yu Jing had left it in her room. She didn’t plan to get it, her eyes wavered, and she said vaguely, “My hair’s a bit wet. I don’t want to tie it.”

Ming Zhu’s gaze swept over her slightly damp hair ends, moved up, saw a vivid red mark on her pale neck, seemed to understand something, but smiled without speaking.

Yu Jing felt so embarrassed she wanted to bury her face in the bowl.

Ming Zhu’s cooking was average. The beef and vegetable noodles were bland, but Yu Jing was so hungry she found them delicious, slurping them up and drinking all the broth.

“Full?” Ming Zhu, who finished earlier, asked while waiting.

Yu Jing nodded, touched her full stomach, looked at her empty bowl, and said shyly, “I don’t usually eat this much.”

On the first day of their relationship, she didn’t want Ming Zhu to think she was a greedy big eater.

“I know,” Ming Zhu said with a smile, collecting the bowls and chopsticks to take to the kitchen.

Yu Jing felt dating had made her useless. She used to be independent, doing everything herself. Now she couldn’t cook or wash dishes.

As the host, she felt bad sitting idly. She followed to the kitchen, saw Ming Zhu washing dishes seriously by the sink, and felt a unique warmth.

It had been so long since she experienced such care that she almost forgot what it felt like.

She cast aside shyness and restraint, quietly walked over, and hugged Ming Zhu from behind.

Ming Zhu felt warmth on her back, looked down at the hand around her waist, and her calm heart fluttered.

Yu Jing pressed her face against Ming Zhu’s slender but reliable back, listened to her heartbeat, and said softly, “You’re so good.”

Such a good person—why did she hesitate so long to agree?

Ming Zhu rinsed the foam off her hands, turned off the faucet, turned around, and embraced her face-to-face.

Outside, countless lights glowed. The warm light above created a quiet haven for them.

Yu Jing’s dark eyes sparkled with starlight, slowly drowning in Ming Zhu’s gentle gaze. She reached up, hooked her arms around her neck, closed her eyes, and leaned in for a kiss.