Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 14

Bai Ruanruan was pinned to the bed, Gu Jianyou’s fingers tracing the delicate curve of the girl’s vulnerable neck.

Gu Jianyou spoke slowly, enunciating each word, “Why didn’t you accept the card I gave you?”

Her fingers lightly caressed the snow-white skin near the girl’s carotid artery, and with just a slight brush, the area flushed red.

Bai Ruanruan’s body marked easily, her peach-like scent an ever-present temptation that demanded attention.

Her reluctance to use Gu Jianyou’s money was, in a way, proof that she didn’t want to stay.

Gu Jianyou’s touch grew heavier, rougher, until the girl in her arms gasped in pain, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

Bai Ruanruan whispered in defense, “I like you too much, sister. I don’t want money to ruin what we have.”

She couldn’t bring herself to meet Gu Jianyou’s gaze, turning her face away instead.

The alpha’s eyes were too intense, too scorching—as if even a glance would burn.

The little succubus refused to surrender the reins of their relationship.

Gu Jianyou gripped her chin, forcing the girl to look at her.

Tears shimmered in Bai Ruanruan’s eyes, her peach-blossom gaze glazed with a watery sheen, unbearably pitiful.

Gu Jianyou restrained the storm inside her, voice low and controlled, “What do you think this is between us?”

Bai Ruanruan’s lips parted, but no words came out.

Gu Jianyou dragged a thumb harshly over her soft mouth. “Answer me.”

The friction left Bai Ruanruan’s lips flushed, her teeth pearly white, her tongue a tempting crimson.

A silent provocation, as if begging Gu Jianyou to claim them, to taste the sweetness hidden within.

With a growl, Gu Jianyou nipped at the little Omega’s earlobe. “Let me make it clear—this is a relationship between a patron and her lover. The cards I give you, the resources, you will accept them.”

Where Gu Jianyou couldn’t see, Bai Ruanruan’s lips curled into a sly smile before shifting back into an expression of innocence and sorrow.

“I want to rely on my own strength…”

The righteous girl, dreaming of making it in the entertainment industry, tried to push the alpha away—but her feeble resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly futile, only serving as an invitation.

Gu Jianyou laughed mockingly. “Your own strength?”

She bit down on Bai Ruanruan’s earlobe until it reddened. She had held back for too long—this Omega was tormenting her.

Bai Ruanruan sobbed, “Does sister even know how much Juyin bullies me? She says someone like me has no way to survive unless I cling to you.”

Her eyes were red with grievance, trying so hard to appear strong in front of Gu Jianyou—only making her all the more irresistible to torment.

Gu Jianyou hadn’t expected the sudden tears. “Ruanruan?”

A bitter smile tugged at Bai Ruanruan’s lips. “Sister only cares about possessing me, but you’ve never once considered my suffering.”

She pressed the back of her hand to her eyes, fat tears spilling uncontrollably onto the sheets.

The sight froze Gu Jianyou in place. “Ruanruan, don’t cry.”

She quickly gathered the girl into her arms, soothing her, forcing down the alpha’s innate possessiveness.

Bai Ruanruan wept uncontrollably, covering her eyes so Gu Jianyou wouldn’t see her pitiful state.

“I’m not like my sister. I have to constantly run between sets for work. God knows how harsh people’s words can be outside. When my heat comes, I can only endure it alone, injecting cold suppressants into my body. I can’t afford the good ones, so I have to keep reusing them…”

Bai Ruanruan’s body was special. Unlike other succubi who indulged in pleasure daily,

after crossing over, she discovered that apart from Gu Jianyou—with whom she’d been intimate upon first meeting—she felt intense discomfort when near anyone else.

She was an incomplete succubus.

Not just because of the red patterns creeping up her back, but also her unique trait of only being able to bond with one person.

All of it proved how different Bai Ruanruan was from her kin.

Exaggerating her grievances tenfold, Bai Ruanruan left Gu Jianyou with no room for lingering desire. The latter quickly hid the newly bought toys by the bedside, focusing solely on comforting the girl in her arms.

“Was what I said earlier too harsh? Let me apologize, alright?”

Gu Jianyou gently stroked Bai Ruanruan’s soft hair, suppressing the urge to kiss her tear-streaked eyes.

“Don’t cry. My heart breaks when you cry.”

Panicked, Gu Jianyou murmured, “No more tears. Why does our Ruanruan have so many?”

She kept wiping the girl’s tears with her fingers, eventually replacing her touch with kisses.

The salty tears melted between their lips, and Gu Jianyou had never been so tender before.

Bai Ruanruan leaned against her shoulder, clothes disheveled. From Gu Jianyou’s angle, she could see the delicate protrusion of her shoulder blades, the slender curve of her waist…

The swollen gland at the nape of her neck brimmed with peach-scented nectar, yet Gu Jianyou didn’t dare touch it.

With teary eyes, the girl mischievously wrapped her arms around the alpha’s waist, gazing up with pleading peach-blossom eyes as she yielded:

“It’s all my fault. Don’t be mad, sister. I’ll accept the card you gave me.”

Sitting on the bed, Gu Jianyou felt a pang of guilt. Though she wanted to refuse, her hand moved on its own, retrieving the unlimited credit card from her purse—

and tucking it into Bai Ruanruan’s chest pocket.

Hoarsely, Gu Jianyou said, “Ruanruan, I didn’t say those things today to humiliate you…”

“I’ll handle Juyin’s matter. She won’t appear before you again.”

Her words sounded flat, unconvincing. She added, “I’m not like other sponsors. I—”

The girl in her arms forced a frail, obedient smile, as if to placate her.

“I understand. I won’t throw tantrums anymore.”

“Juyin’s just an ordinary person who secretly admires you. Why bully her?”

Gu Jianyou’s chest tightened further.

She couldn’t even begin to explain her feelings for Bai Ruanruan.

The bruises on the girl’s chin from her grip, the bloodied bite on her earlobe, the red marks on her neck that looked like evidence of assault—all were her crimes.

Hiding the amusement in her eyes, Bai Ruanruan caressed Gu Jianyou’s cheek. “I’m so tired today. Can we rest tonight?”

How could Gu Jianyou refuse?

She could only watch helplessly as the disheveled beauty shed every last stitch of clothing, leaving only the thigh-high white stockings wedged between her legs, pressing close under the covers—

utterly powerless to do anything.

Tormented yet enthralled, Gu Jianyou savored the bittersweetness. “It’s late. Sleep now.”

In the darkness, Bai Ruanruan pressed against her chest, exhausted and pleading, “I’m a bit tired today. You can do whatever you want with me tomorrow, sister.”

Gu Jianyou didn’t dare agree—she was utterly heartbroken for the young girl.

“We’ll see,” she said.

In the dark, Bai Ruanruan curled her lips into a smile. “Sister still cares about me the most.”

…

For several days in a row, Bai Ruanruan had been extremely busy, not even having time for late-night snacks together.

Gu Jianyou grew even more withdrawn. Lighting a cigarette, she asked, “Do you think Bai Ruanruan feels I’m being too controlling?”

President Liang’s hand trembled as she reviewed the documents. “What are you talking about?”

Gu Jianyou continued, “I’ve prepared quite a few resources for Bai Ruanruan, advising her on prioritizing brand collaborations. Her schedule is quite packed.”

President Liang set the documents aside, her eyes gleaming with the curiosity of a fangirl. “So?”

She had always thought her childhood friend was emotionally detached, unlikely to ever fall for any Omega in this lifetime—and even if she did, wouldn’t make a good partner.

Who could have imagined…

Gu Jianyou urged her to sign quickly. “So, I think Bai Ruanruan is angry with me.”

President Liang’s logic short-circuited. “Wait, you’re saying you’re giving Bai Ruanruan resources, and you’re worried she’s angry because you’re being too controlling?”

After a moment of silence, Gu Jianyou exhaled a thin stream of smoke.

“Or maybe she doesn’t like the endorsements I chose?”

President Liang retorted, “Are you raising a girlfriend or worshipping an ancestor?”

Gu Jianyou shot her a look. “Or maybe I was too rough last time—I bruised the girl’s chin.”

President Liang: “…”

Words failed her.

“Wow.”

Gu Jianyou collected the signed contract, rolled the paper into a tube, and bonked her friend on the head with a soft thud.

“That girl doesn’t ask me for resources, doesn’t spend my money, doesn’t get jealous easily—she’s sweet and adorable, different from everyone else in this industry.”

…

Two weeks had passed without seeing Bai Ruanruan. Gu Jianyou estimated the girl’s heat cycle was approaching.

As an alpha who frequently used suppressants, she knew how uncomfortable they could be and didn’t want the girl to suffer.

But calls went unanswered, messages unread, and visits to the set yielded only brief glimpses.

Gu Jianyou thought, she must have really angered the girl last time.

Bai Ruanruan might appear delicate, but her temper was formidable. The fault lay with her—she shouldn’t have insulted Bai Ruanruan with worldly wealth.

Yet… Gu Jianyou rubbed her throbbing temples. Apart from resources and money, she didn’t know what else to give.

Driving to the set, she saw Jiajia buying milk tea and desserts for the crew.

“Where’s Bai Ruanruan?”

Jiajia paused her task and pointed to the dressing room at the end of the hallway.

“The innermost one. Bai Ruanruan asked not to be disturbed.”

Gu Jianyou nodded casually. “Did she buy the afternoon tea?”

Jiajia nodded, but before she could speak, Gu Jianyou took a cup, pierced the seal with a straw, and headed toward the dressing room.

Jiajia murmured to herself, “Everyone on set got some…”

Had the CEO misunderstood something?

The quiet dressing room’s door seemed faulty, deliberately left slightly ajar.

Rich pheromones seeped through the gap. Gu Jianyou stood at the doorway holding warm milk tea, the drink tasting unusually sweet.

Through the crack, she saw Bai Ruanruan curled up in a corner, feverish, her blouse disheveled, cheeks flushed crimson.

The crimson lines coiling around her neck and back seemed redder than ever, like living thorns imprisoning the most beautiful flower.

Gu Jianyou’s breath hitched as she tightly gripped the paper cup of milk tea.

The little succubus, tormented by pheromones, trembled so badly she could barely hold the inhibitor steady. It seemed she had no intention of using that cold liquid to soothe the restlessness within.

Gu Jianyou’s pupils constricted sharply as she watched Bai Ruanruan pull out a familiar shirt from her bag, clutching it desperately to her chest before burying her face in it for a deep inhale.

It was Gu Jianyou’s shirt.

The lingering alpha pheromones on the silk fabric brought a hint of moist sweetness to the parched Bai Ruanruan.

Through the crack in the door, Gu Jianyou watched helplessly as Bai Ruanruan’s tongue flicked out to taste the shirt, then bite down…

The little Omega’s other hand undid her own buttons, crumpling Gu Jianyou’s shirt into a ball before stuffing it inside, pressing it against her scorching skin.

Gu Jianyou’s mind buzzed violently—