Shallow Fate (Lily ABO) mute A - Chapter 7
The students returned earlier this year than in previous years. Before the snow covered the road, they returned to the village with dusty faces.
It is said that there was a bandit infestation in the countryside, and the bandits occupied the school as their stronghold.
The leader is a middle-aged woman named Ji Chaoran. In the villagers’ description, she is burly, and can smash a person’s head with one slap. Her face is full of horizontal lines, and she can pinch a fly to death with a frown.
However, the students shook their heads, saying that Ji Chaoran looked like an ordinary woman, even a head shorter than an average alpha. She did not abuse them on the day she occupied the school, but “kindly and politely” evacuated all the students.
Fang Yu didn’t care about any of this. She stared at the carriage. When the last student got up, she saw Shen Zhimo huddled in the corner.
Even though there were some stains on that pretty face, she looked cleaner and fresher than any woman in the village. The driver urged her to get off the carriage, but she pretended not to hear it, and sat there blankly, hugging her knees and staring into space.
Fang Yu stepped onto the carriage, squatted in front of Shen Zhimo, and shook her shoulder. Only then did she suddenly come back to her senses.
“Fang Yu… why… that was my only hope… why…”
A few drops of hot tears rolled onto Fang Yu’s shoulder, making Fang Yu’s heart ache.
“Mute! Quickly take your wife off the carriage! I still have work to do!”
The driver urged them again. Fang Yu had no choice but to half-hug Shen Zhimo and drag her off the carriage.
Shen Zhimo lay on the bed like a living corpse for a day and a night. She didn’t eat or drink, just lay there. Fang Yu wanted to ask her what was wrong, but no matter how she gestured, Shen Zhimo didn’t respond.
During the day, she paced anxiously by the bed, and at night, she put her ear to Shen Zhimo’s chest and heard a faint scream like breathing.
She resented herself for not being able to do such a simple thing as asking a question. After thinking about it, she invited Aunt Mo to act as her translator.
“What’s wrong, girl? You can tell Auntie anything you’re worried about.”
Aunt Mo put her hand on Shen Zhimo’s forehead. The warmth from her thick palm reminded Shen Zhimo of her deceased mother. Although she was expressionless, her eyes rolled slightly.
This subtle change did not escape Fang Yu’s eyes. She anxiously pushed Aunt Mo’s shoulder, and Aunt Mo sighed, taking this opportunity to continue asking questions.
“Have you been bullied?”
Shen Zhimo shook her head. Aunt Mo looked back at Fang Yu. Fang Yu gestured a few times, meaning to let Aunt Mo continue to comfort Shen Zhimo.
“Girl, you can relax. The bandits won’t be able to do anything. They will be exterminated by the army in ten days or half a month. By then, you should go to class, study, and read. Don’t be like this, ruining your health, making Xiao Yu’s heart ache too.”
“Really…”
It had been a long time since she had spoken. Shen Zhimo’s voice sounded hoarse and strange. Seeing this, Fang Yu hurriedly brought over the white porridge by the bed and scooped a spoonful to her mouth.
“Really! You have to eat! You can’t go without eating at any time!” Seeing that her words had worked, Aunt Mo comforted Shen Zhimo’s head.
“Auntie has seen bandits, if not ten, then nine! Girl, you believe me!”
Does that mean she still has a chance… yes… the army… there is still the army…
Aunt Mo’s words rekindled Shen Zhimo’s hope. She sat up with difficulty and took the porridge from Fang Yu’s hand.
“That’s right! That’s right! You have to eat! You can’t go without eating at any time!” Seeing that her words had worked, Aunt Mo comforted Shen Zhimo’s head.
The two of them watched Shen Zhimo finish the porridge. Before leaving, Aunt Mo called Fang Yu out separately.
“Xiao Yu, what I just said was a lie to your wife.”
Seeing Fang Yu’s dazed look, Aunt Mo guessed that her words just now had also fooled this silly girl.
“This time the bandits are different from before… I can see it… Studying is probably impossible. I think… why don’t you quickly let your wife have a baby, lest she run around outside all day, and one day she will run away and never come back. Only after giving birth to a baby can you keep someone.”
Have a baby? Fang Yu had never thought about this kind of thing, but there were indeed many people in the village who left and never came back.
She wanted to tell Aunt Mo that Shen Zhimo would not run away, but when she just raised her hand, she put it down again.
She really didn’t have this confidence.
When helping Shen Zhimo pack her luggage, she noticed that Shen Zhimo didn’t bring condoms this time.
Thinking about it, it’s also true, in this chaotic world of war, where would Shen Zhimo have the leisure to buy condoms.
Or else…
Fang Yu threw away the thoughts that suddenly popped into her head and shook her head at Aunt Mo.
“This child… alas…”
••••
After eating, Shen Zhimo regained some strength and sat at the table reading a book. Fang Yu, using the light, sat on the low stool beside her and knitted gloves.
She had had cold hands and feet since she was a child. Even if she held a hot water bottle, she still couldn’t resist the cold brought by the yin and cold air. She couldn’t help but shrink her feet onto the chair.
Suddenly, her feet were dragged out and placed in a warm place.
“You don’t have to be like this…”
Her icy soles were pressed against the alpha’s warm belly. Shen Zhimo shivered for Fang Yu, but Fang Yu just smiled foolishly, closed her clothes, and warmed her feet in her arms.
Why, are you so good to me?
The softest part of her heart was touched. Shen Zhimo reached out her hand, but took it back again when it was about to touch Fang Yu’s cheek.
What happened next was only natural.
The alpha’s low panting brushed against her ear. Shen Zhimo tightened her arms and hugged the person on her body. Her fingertips circled on the bony back. Was she also infatuated with the warmth of skin-to-skin contact?
“Don’t cum inside… pull it out later… did you hear that?”
It was already very deep, and if the p3nis went further, she would…
Before losing her last bit of sanity, Shen Zhimo left these words.
The waves of orgasm rippled through her body wave after wave, and she even forgot to confirm whether Fang Yu had nodded.
Fang Yu held the red, bleeding earlobe in her mouth, and used a little force with her toes.
“Uh…”
The soft flesh in her hole tightly clung to the p3nis. With each thrust, the glans could reach a small crevice. Today, Shen Zhimo was very emotional, and the opening of her reproductive cavity actually opened.
Fang Yu restrained herself, and stopped every time she reached the opening of the cavity, but…
“Ha… Fang Yu… I’m going to…”
Her flower core contracted violently, and with a *poof*, it spurted out a stream of hot liquid, wetting the glans. The flower liquid even dripped into the small opening of the urethral opening along the opening and closing of the urethral opening. Fang Yu trembled, and at the same time, she felt that her back was scratched deeper.
She wanted to…
Fang Yu pinched Shen Zhimo’s thigh and thrust forward fiercely.
The scrotum hit the vaginal opening, making a dull sound of flesh colliding.
The flesh wall in the cavity greedily sucked the glans. It violated its master’s heart and fully welcomed this intruder. Shen Zhimo was immersed in the orgasm, and had not yet realized what had happened.
The p3nis quickly swelled into a knot, blocking the opening of the cavity, and Fang Yu relaxed her waist.
“Pa!”
A trace of bl00d spread in her mouth, and then, her left cheek burned with pain.
Ejaculation was not over yet, Fang Yu propped up her upper body. Somehow, her eyes were filled with tears, and the tears reflected Shen Zhimo’s furious expression.
“Why did you!”
When the knot subsided, Shen Zhimo suddenly pushed Fang Yu away and rushed into the bathroom. She put her fingers into the passage and desperately tried to dig out the semen that had just been shot in, but the opening of the cavity was tightly closed, and everything that Fang Yu left behind was firmly locked inside.
She couldn’t help but curse, and sat on the ground crying with her head in her hands.
Just once, it’s okay, it’s okay…
She comforted herself.
Fang Yu leaned helplessly against the door. Hearing the suppressed crying inside, she wanted to knock on the door, but this time, what made Shen Zhimo sad was precisely her.
Sorry… A-Mo…
She let selfishness take over.
Two months later, a sharp, acidic fluid rose in her throat. Shen Zhimo calmly cleaned up the vomit, put on her cotton coat, and went out.