Forced Estrus (Lily ABO) - Chapter 24
This hotel is way too improper!
Gao Qi huddled in the corner of the elevator farthest from Fu Ying, her legs practically twisted into a pretzel, thinking with a mix of shyness and annoyance.
What decent hotel would make its elevator floor look like a mirror, so clean you couldn’t even see a fingerprint or footprint?
Even if… even if there was a warning sign saying “Temporary Cleaning, Please Excuse the Inconvenience,” it wasn’t okay! She absolutely would not excuse it!
And Fu Ying had become improper along with it.
First, there was the barrage of cheesy pick-up lines, making her both embarrassed and shy, even though they were really effective.
But she had clearly noticed the floor issue a long time ago and hadn’t even thought of reminding her, instead silently “admiring” it herself!
And when she herself discovered the floor’s “secret” and awkwardly avoided it, Gao Qi swore to heaven she definitely heard Fu Ying’s genuine sigh of disappointment.
Dirty rogue!
Gao Qi glared at Fu Ying, her face red, but when Fu Ying’s gaze swept down to her feet, the bl00d rushed to her face, so shy she wanted to curl her toes into a ball.
Just thinking about how she still wasn’t completely closed, the honeyed liquid constantly flowing down her inner thighs, and her swollen, slightly open little hole being stared at by Fu Ying for so long, Gao Qi couldn’t help the throbbing in her heart and the unfillable hunger.
Did she want it? Of course, she wanted Fu Ying every moment.
But she knew now that without being fully prepared, she absolutely couldn’t provoke her!
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Gao Qi snatched the room card from Fu Ying’s hand and darted towards the room like a rabbit.
By the time Fu Ying entered, Gao Qi was already in the bathroom, the coat tossed onto the back of the sofa.
Fu Ying picked up the coat, just about to call room service to have it dry-cleaned. Her hand was almost touching the number buttons when she inexplicably leaned in to smell the scent on it.
She could easily capture Gao Qi’s scent now – damp, cool, and mixed with a subtle, indescribable sweetness, the kind of sweetness you really had to “eat” and savor to taste.
She suddenly didn’t want to clean the coat anymore. Wouldn’t it be better to keep Gao Qi’s scent on it for longer?
Fu Ying hung the coat on a hanger, looked at the faint yellow light shining through the frosted glass of the bathroom door, walked over, and gently knocked.
“Need help getting up?” Fu Ying also couldn’t understand why she had suddenly become so wicked. It was probably because Gao Qi’s reactions were too amusing.
The bathroom, which had only the sound of rushing water before, suddenly erupted in a chaotic flurry of noise. Gao Qi was clearly quite startled.
“No… no need, thank you, Teacher.” She even stuttered, her tight, tense voice making the corners of Fu Ying’s mouth keep turning upwards.
Maybe she really scared her. Fu Ying realized this half an hour later.
And Gao Qi, who had turned her deep V-neck bathrobe into a turtleneck raincoat, fully proved that her intuition was correct. Gao Qi had even tied the bathrobe into a knot the size of a fist.
If Fu Ying wasn’t considering Gao Qi’s face and her rare and age-appropriate awkward cuteness, she really would have laughed out loud.
“Very… unique,” she commented seriously.
“…Thank you,” Gao Qi said uncomfortably, pulling at her collar.
“Come here,” Fu Ying told her.
Go over? Gao Qi was clearly still hesitant, but her feet had already happily taken the first step forward.
Traitors! She fiercely despited them in her heart, then stood resolutely in front of Fu Ying.
“Sleeping like this will be uncomfortable.”
Fu Ying untied her belt and re-tied it, seeming to want to help adjust her collar, but in the end, she didn’t move.
“Go to sleep, good night,” she said, patting Gao Qi’s hip bone. Gao Qi, however, looked shocked, and she suddenly understood.
“If you want to continue, then…” Fu Ying said, about to unbutton her shirt cuffs, but Gao Qi moved as if in fast-forward, lifting the covers, getting into bed, lying flat, and closing her eyes all in one go.
“Teacher, you should sleep early too,” she said, then secretly opened one eye. When she found that Fu Ying had actually been staring at her the whole time, she immediately wriggled uncomfortably under the covers.
When Gao Qi was woken up, Fu Ying was already ready.
Her attire looked no different from usual – a dark purple coat, a white fluffy sweater, the cut as always simple yet stylish. Only a pair of gold-rimmed glasses had been added to the bridge of her nose, further accentuating her three-dimensional features.
She should have looked a bit more academically abstinent, but the first thought that flashed through Gao Qi’s mind was Fu Ying wearing these glasses while licking her to a squirting orgasm, the splashed honeyed liquid dirtying her lenses, and that she, who had dirtied her teacher’s glasses, needed to be properly “punished.”
“Looks like you really got enough sleep,” Fu Ying said, looking at her with some helplessness.
“Of course.” The revitalized Gao Qi chose to meet Fu Ying’s gaze calmly, after all, she was now ready for a 300-round battle.
But now wasn’t the time for nonsense. After all, there were less than two hours left before the auction started.
To bid on those few bamboo slip fragments, Fu Ying had applied for 700,000 in funding. The starting price for those fragments was only 300,000.
But Fu Ying felt that although the condition of the fragments wasn’t top-notch, the age was quite good. According to her prediction, the final transaction price might be as high as around 1.2 million.
Just in case, she had brought another 1 million with her.
It was Gao Qi’s first time attending such a high-profile auction, and everything looked new and interesting to her.
But she soon discovered that the bidding process was far less interesting than she had imagined. Even the initial staggering transaction prices of millions or even hundreds of millions and the corresponding antiques became meaningless after hearing them too many times, turning into mere numbers.
“Teacher, are all these auction items real?” Gao Qi suddenly thought of this and leaned closer to Fu Ying, asking softly with a hint of curiosity.
As a top expert in ancient texts, Fu Ying received many sincere requests to help appraise the authenticity of antiques. And as a special type of Alpha, her five senses were inherently better than ordinary people. Experience plus talent had never let her make a mistake, so her reputation in the antique circle was quite significant.
When she entered the venue with Fu Ying earlier, it had caused quite a stir.
Gao Qi watched as those people flipped through their auction catalogs, probably trying to find out what valuable item could bring Professor Fu to this auction.
“Sometimes authenticity isn’t important,” Fu Ying said, looking at the Northern Song Dynasty ware washer currently being auctioned. Almost everyone present knew where the authentic piece was kept, but no one cared. “As long as it can be transacted at a high price here, then it must be real.”
Gao Qi was so shocked her eyes almost popped out. She wanted to ask more, but noticed that Fu Ying was a little distracted.
Fu Ying seemed very focused on the female Omega sitting two rows in front of them, second from the right.
Of course, Gao Qi didn’t smell any pheromones. The entire auction hall was filled with the scent of high-grade scent blockers, as if everyone was a pure and abstinent Beta. But Gao Qi could tell it was a female Omega just by her back view – that round and sensual waist and shoulders, such a high fat ratio yet still a small and delicate figure. If not an Omega, then what?
Her br3asts were probably not small either!
Gao Qi thought resentfully. Teacher was really eating from her bowl while looking at the pot. If she had known this, she would have squeezed her dry even if it killed her last night!
Just as Gao Qi was regretting this in her heart, Fu Ying suddenly turned her head and glanced at her.
That glance was a little meaningful. Gao Qi didn’t react immediately, but five minutes later, when she smelled the familiar and unmistakable minty cold fragrance, she understood what Fu Ying meant.