Transmigrated as an Alpha, the Fox Spirit Lives on Pheromone - Chapter 15
In Jiang Li’s memory, she had never actively tried to seduce anyone before. She had always relied on her charm or simply done nothing, and humans would naturally follow her lead. So, when Huang Xianxian mentioned that seduction was a fox spirit’s forte, she felt a pang of guilt. But now, she had no choice but to bluff her way through.
Perhaps fox spirits were born with a natural talent for seduction. Once Jiang Li firmly resolved to stir Bai Muqin’s emotions, the art of seduction seemed to come effortlessly to her.
With light steps, she approached, her eyes sparkling with excitement. But before she could even begin to showcase her allure, Bai Muqin stood up from her seat and pointed to a small door in the office. “Let’s go to the restroom.”
The dim lighting in the restroom created an intimate and ambiguous atmosphere.
Following Bai Muqin’s lead, Jiang Li removed her coat and hung it on the rack by the door. Turning around, she looked at Bai Muqin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and said, “Master, please don’t release your pheromones yet. I want to—”
Bai Muqin: “What do you want to do?”
Gazing into Jiang Li’s clear, dewy eyes, Bai Muqin waited quietly for her response.
Jiang Li then began to sway her hips awkwardly, like an innocent girl trying to shed her purity and feign maturity. Yet, her naturally enchanting features blended this naivety and allure perfectly, creating a uniquely captivating charm.
A warmth pressed against Bai Muqin as Jiang Li settled sideways onto her lap.
Even through their clothes, Bai Muqin could feel the heat radiating from Jiang Li’s body—especially the softness against her chest and the warm breath brushing her skin. Though they had only known each other for a little over a day, Jiang Li already carried the unmistakable scent of Bai Muqin’s pheromones, as if thoroughly steeped in them. This scent, which could easily expose her relationship with Ah Li, stirred a mix of shame and an inexplicable thrill.
Cool fingertips traced slowly along Bai Muqin’s cheek. Encouraged by the lack of resistance, Jiang Li gathered her courage and whispered, “I want to seduce you.” Yet, despite her words, her fox-like eyes held an innocence that clashed with her otherwise alluring demeanor.
The scent of passionfruit had already begun to permeate the air without Jiang Li realizing it. She pouted slightly, murmuring, “Master, why did you release your pheromones early?”
“Hmm? Did I?” Bai Muqin’s throat tightened, her voice rougher than usual. She was surprised to find her gland secreting pheromones unconsciously, the scent flowing into the air like a gentle stream. Unlike the uncontrollable surges during her heat, this sensation carried an unspoken pleasure.
Jiang Li suddenly brightened with realization. “Master, have I succeeded? Have I seduced you? Are you… aroused?”
Bai Muqin didn’t answer directly. Instead, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her brow arching slightly as amusement danced in her eyes. “You’re not wearing a bra?” Perhaps it was the dim lighting or the charged atmosphere, but a seed of mischief began to sprout within her.
“Ah, you noticed.” Blushing, Jiang Li wrapped her arms around Bai Muqin’s and nuzzled lightly against her. “I still don’t know how to put one on. Master, could you help me?”
The arm felt a tingling, soft sensation, and hearing Jiang Li’s straightforward request to help her put on the underwear, Bai Muqin’s face instantly flushed pink. She had overestimated her own self-control and underestimated Jiang Li’s shamelessness.
She coughed twice to mask her discomfort, nodding with feigned composure, “Sure.” But her pheromones were already joyfully spilling out.
The pheromones entered Jiang Li’s body through her nose and mouth, flowing into every limb and corner, some repairing the damage to her body, while others, after being purified through her meridians, gathered in her dantian.
Jiang Li only felt warmth enveloping her entire being, as if basking in the gentle sunlight. Without any reservations, every inch of her skin welcomed the pheromones twining around her, not wasting a single thread.
Though reluctant to admit it, Bai Muqin had to face the reality—she had been seduced by this silly, clueless little fox. The suppressed desires deep within her were slowly being released. Though not fully satisfied, this kind of passion that didn’t spiral out of control was rather enjoyable to her.
Unable to resist, Bai Muqin reached out and touched the corner of Jiang Li’s lips. Seeing her blissful expression, an inexplicable sense of fulfillment surged in Bai Muqin’s heart—like a mother feeding her hungry baby. She shook her head, dispelling this strange analogy.
Jiang Li narrowed her eyes in pleasure but didn’t forget her seduction plan, rubbing here and touching there. She noticed her owner particularly enjoyed when she pressed her soft curves against her—each time, the pheromone concentration would spike. But overdoing it dulled the effect. Gradually, she seemed to master some tricks to entice Bai Muqin—playing hard to get, luring her step by step. Smelling the passion fruit fragrance saturated with enjoyment, she couldn’t help but ask, “Owner, do you like it when I seduce you like this?”
Bai Muqin tacitly allowed Jiang Li’s little seductive moves—clumsy, inexperienced, yet carefully ingratiating, like an innocent maiden trying her best to please her beloved, making one want to tease her yet also cherish her.
She turned her face away, murmuring almost inaudibly, “I like it.” She realized that spending time with Ah Li often stripped away her sense of shame. Seeing the proud glint in Ah Li’s eyes, Bai Muqin smiled faintly, “Why suddenly seduce me? Are you afraid I’ll abandon you?”
Jiang Li shook her head, secretly hooking Bai Muqin’s pinky with her own, her expression trusting. “Owner wouldn’t abandon me so easily. I’m not afraid.” She then explained honestly, “Doctor Zhou said releasing pheromones when aroused feels happier and more comfortable. I want you to feel happy and comfortable.” Her bright eyes shimmered with sincerity.
Bai Muqin’s heart softened, a sweet sensation spreading like spilled honey. She praised warmly, “So well-behaved.”
Indeed, releasing pheromones when aroused was pleasurable, but Bai Muqin couldn’t ignore the dampness between her legs. She withdrew her hooked pinky, straightening her disheveled clothes, and asked, “Had enough?”
Jiang Li let out a satisfied “Mmm” and said, “I’m full.” Following Huang Xianxian’s guidance, she didn’t just store the pheromones in her stomach to satiate herself but gathered most of them in her dantian, slowly converting them into cultivation energy. Since she didn’t know how to transform pheromones into cultivation, Huang Xianxian had mocked her: “How on earth did you even cultivate into human form? You don’t even know how to cultivate properly! Did you just luck out and eat some immortal fruit? You look like you’ve barely gained sentience. Lucky for you, you met a great immortal like me—otherwise, you’d be bullied to death by humans.”
“Since you’re full, get up.” Bai Muqin gently nudged Jiang Li, urging her to move off her lap, then headed into the dressing room to change out of the uncomfortable undergarments.
When she emerged after freshening up, she saw Jiang Li sitting cross-legged by the bed, her back straight, eyes slightly closed, hands forming a circle above her abdomen—like an ancient martial arts master deep in cultivation.
Bai Muqin found it inexplicably amusing but didn’t disturb the “cultivating” Jiang Li, only instructing, “Rest here for now. I’ll take you home once I’m done with work.”
Without waiting for a response, she left the lounge.
Outside, Qin Nian was teasing Huang Xianxian. When she saw Bai Muqin come out, she checked her watch and teased, “I’ve been waiting half an hour. What were you and Ah Li doing in there for so long?”
Bai Muqin: “She was hungry.”
“Oh~”
“Did you need something?”
Qin Nian: “Remember how Ah Li got lost at the hospital earlier? I went to check the surveillance footage and saw her lingering outside a particular patient’s room for a while. I looked up the records—the patient’s name is Huang Xianxian, a vegetative patient whose gland was also excised. It seemed suspicious, so I had someone investigate. The results just came in, but I haven’t had time to read them yet. Still, my gut says Ah Li’s connection to this Huang Xianxian can’t be simple. And why would she sneak over to see her? It’s all a mystery.”
The real Huang Xianxian lay calmly in Qin Nian’s arms, enjoying the petting. She figured her past wouldn’t affect the fox much—just a bit tricky to explain. Might as well play it by ear. Relaxing further, she even perked up her ears to listen, curious whether the original host’s scumbag reputation matched what she’d seen in her dreams.
Qin Nian opened the email and read aloud. The investigation results weren’t far off from Huang Xianxian’s dreams, though more generalized—mostly emphasizing how scummy the original host was: partying with sugar mommies, domestic abuse, nearly causing a miscarriage, and other petty scandals. In the end, the sheer infamy led to the gland excision and a vegetative state.
“So the scumbag Alpha from the rumors actually exists! And got her gland carved out. Sis, I wasn’t exaggerating at all! How could this Huang Xianxian be such trash? And Ah Li—how does she even know someone like that? You know what they say, ‘Birds of a feather flock together.’ What if Ah Li really is a scumbag Alpha, just like I guessed?” Qin Nian rambled on, nodding to herself, convinced her deductions were spot-on.
Bai Muqin: “Does the report specify who excised Huang Xianxian’s gland?”
Qin Nian flipped through the pages and said, “There’s no clear mention of it. Couldn’t it have been her wife who scratched it? Even if not, it must have been done by either her wife’s admirer or her enemy.”
Bai Muqin asked Qin Nian to forward the email to her phone. After browsing for a while, she remarked, “It seems we need to take Ah Li to meet this woman named Wen Rou. It might help us understand Ah Li’s identity better.”
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