The Black Lotus Omega Always Wraps His Tail Around Me (GL, ABO) - Chapter 12
Fu Suihe’s trailer was parked about five hundred meters away from the filming set, in a designated camp area filled with all kinds of trailers. Hers was parked near the edge of the lot, a bit away from the others.
Abu hurried ahead and opened the door. As it opened, a soft and gentle fragrance drifted out.
The inside of the trailer felt warm and welcoming, but Ji Yanwan had no time to admire it. She sat down on the sofa with Fu Suihe still in her arms. The girl was still trembling uncontrollably.
A faint, cool scent surrounded them, coming from the person she was holding.
Ji Yanwan frowned slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the sudden rush of pheromones.
Abu, who had just turned on the air conditioner, also noticed the scent. Her face turned red as she quickly explained,
“Suihe-jie is in her heat period. She’s been using suppressants to manage it, but today she didn’t get a chance to take one before being pushed into the water. That’s why her pheromones are out of control right now. I’m a beta, so it doesn’t affect me much. I hope you won’t mind, Miss Ji. She didn’t mean to cause any trouble.”
Ji Yanwan gently turned Fu Suihe’s face toward her. The girl, who had been pale just moments ago, was now flushed red.
“She usually has a low fever during heat. After inhaling water like that, it must be worse now,” Abu said anxiously. “I’ll go get a doctor and bring back something to lower the fever. The suppressant is in the drawer. Miss Ji, maybe you should step outside for a moment.”
The scent in the air kept spreading, slowly growing stronger and more difficult to ignore.
Ji Yanwan began to feel her throat dry up. She gently patted Fu Suihe’s cheek and said softly,
“Wake up. Your clothes are soaked. Do you want me to help you change?”
Fu Suihe’s mind felt foggy and dizzy. The wave of heat and desire rising in her body made her feel like she was being swallowed whole.
Ji Yanwan hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out and started to unbutton Fu Suihe’s costume.
As soon as the first button came undone, Fu Suihe suddenly opened her eyes wide.
She sat up quickly and hugged her clothes tightly. Her face was bright red, but it was hard to tell whether it came from embarrassment or anger.
Her fever and sensitivity had taken away all her rational thoughts. Her eyes were wide and misty as she stared at Ji Yanwan. Her hands clutched her clothes as though they were the only thing grounding her.
Ji Yanwan quickly backed away, realizing her actions had crossed a line. She stood up and said in a flustered voice,
“I’m sorry. You’ve caught a chill. You should change into dry clothes as soon as possible.”
Fu Suihe stayed where she was, still holding her collar and glaring at her while biting her lip.
Following Abu’s instructions, Ji Yanwan found the suppressant and placed it on the table.
“This is the suppressant. Do you know how to use it?”
Fu Suihe blinked slowly and tilted her head, watching her with caution and distrust.
Ji Yanwan opened the package and prepared the medicine. She then walked around the trailer, pulling all the privacy curtains shut. After making sure everything was in place, she stood up and made her way to the door.
It was only a few steps from the sofa to the entrance. As Ji Yanwan reached the door, she hesitated for a moment. Worried that Fu Suihe might fall asleep again, she turned slightly to say something.
But before she could speak, Fu Suihe suddenly stood up and gave her a strong push from behind.
Even though someone in heat doesn’t usually have much strength, the push caught Ji Yanwan completely off guard. She stumbled out of the trailer.
She caught herself and turned to ask what was wrong, but the door slammed shut and locked from the inside before she could say a word.
Suddenly, the overwhelming scent in the air was completely sealed off.
Ji Yanwan stood outside in confusion, staring at the now-covered windows of the trailer. She gently knocked on the door and called out,
“Fu Suihe? Fu Suihe, are you alright?”
There was no response.
What Ji Yanwan didn’t know was that, just beyond the door in the car next to hers, the woman had already ripped off her costume in a frenzy. Disheveled and barely clothed, she collapsed weakly onto the carpet.
Fu Suihe’s exposed skin was flushed a deep red. She bit down on the corner of her lip, breathing softly and uncomfortably.
A large, fluffy tail emerged from beneath her discarded costume, swaying shamelessly in the air.