I’m Allergic to Pheromones - Chapter 1

“Can I mark you?”

Nan Ju felt a little short of breath, as if someone was speaking in her ear, but she couldn’t hear clearly. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she panted, her palm covering her lips as she opened her eyes.

!!!

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a high, white ceiling and bright lights, followed by an enlarged man’s face.

She had fallen on the carpet in the hallway and was being half-kneeling embraced in his arms. The wide, overlapping skirt was scattered messily, revealing a section of snow-white calf bent at an angle. The red shoelaces drew a beautiful line across her fair instep, and the other shoe hung loosely, her toes round and adorable.

“What are you doing! Let go of me!”

At such close range, with the man and woman pressed together, Nan Ju felt only a strong sense of crisis rising in her heart.

The man was very strong, and she was restrained, her fragile wrist pinched tightly, unable to move even a millimeter.

A hand covered her waist, lightly pinching it twice, the implication of an adult all too clear.

“You smell so good.”

A thick stench rushed towards her face, like the deathly odor of fifty-year-old socks exposed to the light.

Suffocating!

Nan Ju immediately forgot about being angry, desperately leaning back to avoid the approaching face, her expression a mask of pain. jpg

How could this person smell so bad!

Don’t come over here!

Her attempts to escape and break free displeased him greatly. Her hand stung, and the man forcefully pulled her towards him.

Nan Ju stumbled nervously into his arms, desperately finding a center of gravity with one foot to barely stand steady, and immediately raised her knee for a heavy strike.

“Ah!”

“Smack!”

Nan Ju took the opportunity to raise her hand and slap him until he was dizzy, seized the chance to retreat a few steps, quickly picked up the high heels on the ground, held her breath, and rushed towards the other end of the corridor.

Her speed was so fast, it was as if wild dogs were chasing her from behind.

She didn’t yet know that she had transmigrated into a high-R, dog-bl00d, yuri serialized novel that she had stayed up all night chasing.

The original novel, “The Flower Market’s Number One Omega,” was filled with passion and flying meat, a wild ride that topped the charts within half a month of publication, making it the perfect mindless, feel-good read before bed.

In the original plot, the protagonist “Nan Ju” was drugged with spiked wine at her best friend Ye Qiushuang’s engagement party, causing her to go into heat and be dragged into a guest room to be marked in a daze. From then on, she gradually fell from being the Flower Market’s supreme eldest miss to a shared Omega of seven Alphas.

The wide red skirt swept through the long corridor as Nan Ju clumsily pushed open a room, went inside, locked it, and collapsed into the darkness, panting.

She breathed rapidly, the pearl earrings on her ears shimmered, starlight faint.

The position of her wrist burned with pain, and Nan Ju couldn’t help but gasp when she touched it lightly.

She “hissed,” and only dared to stand up and find the light after listening to the silence outside.

Warm light shone brightly, and Nan Ju subconsciously closed her eyes and raised her hand to shield them, her eyes stinging almost to tears.

This was not a large storage room, filled with unused cups and utensils, not very tidy, just casually placed on wooden shelves and tables, covered with a thin layer of dust.

Nan Ju leaned against the corner of the wall and breathed a sigh of relief, turning her head to look at the firmly locked door, and only then had the mind to see what situation she was in.

One shoe was lost, and the velvet skirt was crumpled from her clutching, dragging long on the dark wooden floor.

Removing the red velvet gloves from her left hand, several deep finger marks were clearly visible, the snow-white flesh red and swollen, obviously having been treated roughly and violently.

“Delicate.””

She walked forward, her fingers pressed against a dark brown wooden frame, and lowered her head slightly in front of a square red copper mirror inlaid with a circle of gold, wanting to see her face now.

There was a crack in the mirror, extending from the corner of Nan Ju’s eye to her cheekbone.

The person in the mirror had fair skin and a red dress, her long hair piled high, the corners of her eyes turned up, and the inner corners drooped slightly, exuding charm at a glance.

This was a beautiful woman with a strong classical temperament, a full forehead, a straight nose bridge, and a nose that was sharp and upturned but not overly thin, with full and sexy M-shaped lips.

Exactly the same as Nan Ju’s original appearance.

She couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her eye, finally feeling a strange sense of familiarity on this beautiful and elegant face.

Apart from the appearance replicating her face, the clothes and hairstyle were exactly the same as the female protagonist’s setting in “The Flower Market’s Number One Omega,” which she had been reading for entertainment last night before bed.

“Just because I uninstalled the National Anti-Fraud app, there’s no need to retaliate against me like this.”

Nan Ju pursed her lips, and the person in the mirror also showed an unhappy expression.

She bit her lip and pinched her thigh, hurting herself until her eyes were watery, and the beauty in the mirror also had tears in her eyes, looking unsteady.

“She is the Flower Market’s Number One Omega, with a beautiful and weak appearance, and a naturally sensitive physique, with a low pain threshold. A little force and heavy kneading will cause her to cry and collapse.” Nan Ju looked at the face in front of her, which was not intentionally seductive but had wet eyes and revealed a hint of spring allure, and her mind uncontrollably recalled the settings that the author had deliberately emphasized in the book, and fell into deep silence.”

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with great force, trying not to pay attention to her strongly reacting and lightly trembling body. She retreated a few steps, stopped looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, and then directly lifted her skirt and sat on the floor, pulling over the high heels thrown aside and putting them on her feet.

Whether it was a real time travel or a dream, she had to run immediately!

If it was a dream, she would wake up.

If it was really a time travel, according to the plot, she should have already drunk the spiked wine, gasping every three steps, feeling weak every five steps, and kneeling on the carpet within ten steps, actively asking others to take her.

Nan Ju didn’t know why she was able to escape from that evil corridor, nor did she see the face of the man who restrained her. The original book didn’t explain this person’s identity.

But as a high-R harem yuri novel, this engagement party was the beginning of all evil, and Nan Ju didn’t want to become a breeding machine who only knew how to spread her legs like in the book.

When web novels became reality, Nan Ju had only one thought: Run!

The soft velvet gloves wrapped around her red and swollen wrist, and Nan Ju frowned, enduring the strange feeling of pain and itching caused by the back-and-forth friction, and opened the door a crack.

The corridor was quiet, with no sign of anyone.

Nan Ju didn’t dare to go in the previous direction, fearing that she would meet the strange man with the smell of stinky socks all over again. After hesitating for a moment, she went around from the side corridor.

It was too smelly, she was afraid she would suffocate to death.

The walls were tall and wide, and the wallpaper was painted with bright red blooming kapok flowers, the family crest pattern of the famous Ye family, proud and passionate.

She had been too flustered just now and hadn’t noticed the appearance of this private mansion. Now that she calmed down, she found that it was exactly the same as described in the book.

“The high and mighty Nan family eldest miss fell on the carpet in the corridor, her hands and feet weak, her skirt scattered, and a fire seemed to be burning in her body. She opened her eyes and saw the kapok flower pattern painted on the ceiling, and in this bright light, she felt like a dirty thing stained with filth. Nan Ju raised her head, quietly looking at the exquisite and pure white kapok pattern above her head, and the psychology that had originally held a glimmer of hope suddenly dissipated completely.

She had really entered a book.

She pursed her lips and walked close to the wall all the way, finally catching a glimpse of the light at the stairwell, and her heart lightened a bit as she was about to run over, but she vaguely heard the sound of someone talking.

“How could you be so useless!” A charming and angry female voice sounded like a thunderclap, raising the five points of tension that Nan Ju had originally released.”

She untied her shoelaces, held her high heels in her hand, and quietly walked to the corner and hid in the curtain next to her.

The curtains were long and heavy, and because they were hanging right at the corner of the stairs, it was no problem to accommodate a slender adult woman to hide inside.

Nan Ju raised her hand to press her chest and shrank her feet back to hide them, and quietly lifted a little fabric to look out.

On the stairs leading downstairs, a man and a woman stood facing each other, the atmosphere not exactly harmonious.

“Where can an Omega in heat run to? Can’t you follow the pheromones?”

Alphas naturally have pheromone suppression and conquest over Omegas. Omegas attract Alphas, and Alphas dominate Omegas. The relationship between the two is very straightforward directly.

Ye Qiushuang really didn’t understand how Wen Qiao had let someone run away from his hands.

“The engagement party is about to begin, she must be hiding.” Let’s go down first, otherwise the guests will have opinions.”

An Omega in heat would definitely not have the courage to leave this mansion. They could wait until the banquet was over and slowly search.

The man held the woman’s slender and soft hand reassuringly, not mentioning that he had been kicked hard by Nan Ju.

“Shuangshuang, let me bite you, it’s killing me.”

He grabbed Ye Qiushuang’s slender and soft wrist, but in his mind, he thought of Nan Ju’s face over and over again.

So beautiful.

“Shuangshuang, please.” The Alpha’s pheromones were overbearing, and Ye Qiushuang couldn’t help but feel her legs weaken.” She couldn’t help but glare at Wen Qiao, turned around, and tossed her long hair.

“You’re so troublesome. Coldness crept from the cold floor up her feet, as if nailing her to the spot.

Nan Ju opened her eyes wide, staring intently at the woman’s profile as she was bitten on the back of her neck, her lips parted in both pain and pleasure, her expression shocked.

Was this some new biochemical weapon?

She smelled the odor of socks that hadn’t been washed for fifty years again, this time mixed with the rotten smell of decayed feet.

Nan Ju raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, with only one thought in her heart.

She doesn’t want a strong Alpha anymore, she needs a protective mask KN95 now!

Ten minutes later, Nan Ju ran out from the side door, made a circle, and found the only black Rolls-Royce near the entrance of the Ye family mansion, and raised her foot for a kick.

“Miss!?”