Chapter 34 Can I sleep with you tonight?

Cheng Luan was startled, and her sleepiness was instantly dispelled.

"Is the fever period here? It seems to be around this time..." She quickly got out of the bed and turned on the small desk lamp, only to see that Song Qiuchi's face was indeed stained with two red clouds.

"Where are the inhibitors? Didn't I give them all to you?"

"I didn't bring it with me. I put it all in my hiking bag." Song Qiuchi did carry it with him before, but he changed his bag when he went hiking and forgot to take it out when he came back.

"How could you possibly be so careless? What should I do? Is there a hospital here?"

In order to prevent drug abuse, the country has very strict control over inhibitors. Drugs can only be prescribed in designated hospitals with identification. Ordinary pharmacies are not qualified to prescribe them.

Obviously, there is no designated hospital in the mountains.

"No, the nearest hospital is in the city, and it takes an hour and a half to drive there."

"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and go." Cheng Luanxin said as she was about to get up and change clothes, but she didn't expect that her back, which had just been massaged, was restraining her and it hurt when she moved.

Song Qiuchi didn't want to go to the hospital. If he went to the hospital and returned to the city, he would have no reason to come back.

So, Cheng Luanxin will go on a date with Du Zhiruo tomorrow, which will make her feel very frustrated.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Cheng Luanxin the reason directly. Her face flushed, and she whispered, "I... don't want to go to the hospital like this. We might get photographed."

Cheng Luan was taken aback. It was indeed true. Normal people would have inhibitors on hand. Few would wait until the moment of need to seek medical attention. Plus, she was a public figure. If she were caught on camera, who knew what people would say.

"Then, what should we do?"

"There are two options." Song Qiuchi paused. "First, you bite my gland to temporarily mark me and allow the pheromones to bind. Second, you have intimate relations with me... I personally think this method is inappropriate."

Cheng Luanxin: "The first method is not right, okay?! How can I label myself in such a clear and bright world?!"

"Then, what other solutions are there?"

Song Qiuchi raised her face, and her usually bright eyes became more charming.

Cheng Luan's heartbeat inexplicably quickened a few beats, and she looked away awkwardly: "Can you borrow some from the aunt? The aunt who gave me the massage seemed to be an Omega..."

“Different age groups take different dosages, how can I borrow it?”

Cheng Luanxin held her head in distress, "Ahhh, this is so annoying! Tell me, how could you not bring your medicine? Do you think I'm really going to bite you?"

"Bite it. If you don't hurry up, you might lose control." Song Qiuchi lowered his eyes, lifted the hair behind his head, revealing his smooth neck.

The glands on the back of her neck were slightly red and swollen, looking charming and alluring in the dim light, and it really made people want to have a taste of it.

Cheng Luanxin touched it, but still found it hard to swallow. Her face had turned as red as Song Qiuchi's, and she began to talk about other things: "You, the masseur, are not very cruel. Look at my neck, it's all covered with sha."

Song Qiuchi: "Don't say those useless things, bite quickly."

Cheng Luanxin opened her mouth, put her face close to it, then moved away, still feeling awkward: "What brand of shower gel do you use? It smells so good."

Song Qiuchi: "...bite quickly."

Cheng Luanxin hesitated, "Actually, I've always thought temporary markings were barbaric. If you say you want to bite me, then I have to bite through it. Then what's the difference between me and a beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood?"

Song Qiuchi said impatiently: "A beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood is not as talkative as you."

Cheng Luanxin: "Then I really bite you, protect your carotid artery!"

Song Qiuchi: "..."

She cooperated by covering her jugular artery and stretching her neck in front of Cheng Luanxin.

The sight of the light yellow hair made Cheng Luan feel upset. She had to admit that after this delay, her body did react. No one could say what would happen if she delayed any further.

It only happens this once, so just go for it.

She made up her mind, closed her eyes, opened her mouth and bit it.

The skin on the surface of the Omega gland is very fragile. When Cheng Luanxin exerted a little force, blood began to ooze out of Song Qiuchi's gland, and a faint smell of blood came into her mouth.

Cheng Luanxin licked her lips awkwardly: "Are you done?"

Song Qiuchi frowned and felt it for a moment: "Push harder."

There was no other way, Cheng Luanxin hardened her heart and bit the gland again.

Song Qiuchi's voice was muffled: "Don't just bite without licking. If the pheromones don't combine, there will be no effect."

Cheng Luanxin: "..."

Her face flushed red, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum: "Why do you still want to lick it? It's too abusive. Who stipulated this..."

Song Qiuchi was helpless: "How did you learn physiology class?"

Cheng Luanxin had no choice but to gently stick out her tongue and lick the area of ​​Song Qiuchi's gland carefully like a cat.

Gradually, the swelling of the swollen glands subsided and the strong citrus and lemon smell in the room began to fade.

Before they knew it, both of them were sweating profusely.

The danger was over, and Cheng Luan breathed a sigh of relief. She plopped back down on the bed, only to be thrown back again by the pain: "Hiss—"

Having caused such trouble, Song Qiuchi felt somewhat apologetic: "...Are you okay?"

Cheng Luanxin sighed, "I finally understand the old saying, there are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no fields that are plowed to death. Fortunately, I am not an Alpha."

Song Qiuchi: "...I'm not suitable to be an Omega either. It's too passive."

Cheng Luan thought about it and felt a little scared: "I was just saying, you're lucky to be with me today. If you were with anyone else, my reputation would be ruined!"

Song Qiuchi thought to herself, where does your fame come from? But the fever had just dissipated and her body was still a little weak, so she coughed softly twice.

Cheng Luan jumped out of bed, walked barefoot to the table, poured a glass of water, and pushed it in front of Song Qiuchi: "Drink some water, you look so weak."

Song Qiuchi took a sip of water, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Cheng Luanxin: "Then let's go to sleep? Do you still need to wrap gauze around the back of your neck?"

"That's not necessary." Song Qiuchi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Cheng Luanxin, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Cheng Luan was stunned: "Ah? What do you mean, you want to sleep in my bed?"

Song Qiuchi lowered his eyes: "I still don't feel well, I want to hold something."

She thought about it and added, "Don't look at me like that. This is a normal physiological reaction for you Omegas."

Cheng Luan was struggling internally. It wasn't like they had never hugged each other before, nor had they never slept together before, but—

Is it different to sleep in someone’s arms?!

"Does it have to be me? Wouldn't it be the same if you just hugged a blanket?"

"The quilt has no warmth and no smell."

"So you not only want to hug me, you also want to suck me?!" Cheng Luanxin subconsciously took a step back, "Song Qiuchi, your thoughts are very dangerous!"

"Forget it, I won't force you." Song Qiuchi had long guessed that Yi Chengluanxin's character would inevitably make her whinge for a long time, and she pretended to go back to her own bed.

"Wait a minute!" As expected, seeing Song Qiuchi's frail back, Cheng Luanxin felt that she couldn't be so unkind. She blushed and said, "You look so pitiful... If you hug me from behind, it's not impossible..."

"I don't want to get into your arms."

The two reached an agreement and lay back on the bed. Cheng Luanxin lay on the left side of the single bed and took two deep breaths: "Come up."

The next second, Song Qiuchi came up from behind and put his arms around Cheng Luanxin's waist. Through the thin layer of pajamas, Cheng Luanxin could feel the curves of his figure and his burning body temperature.

Cheng Luan was embarrassed: "Don't touch it, and no climbing."

Song Qiuchi: "...Don't worry, I sleep very well."

As she spoke, she gently rubbed Cheng Luanxin's shoulder.

Cheng Luanxin was covered in goosebumps. She was angry but dared not say anything. She could only hug herself timidly.

Fortunately, they were both tired and fell asleep quickly.

In the middle of the night, Song Qiuchi woke up. Her fever had completely dissipated, and she was sweating all over, feeling sticky.

Looking at the watch, it was exactly two o'clock in the morning. Cheng Luanxin was sleeping soundly, unconscious.

She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing between the two beds, she hesitated for a moment and returned to Cheng Luanxin's bed.

The next day, early morning.

Cheng Luanxin woke up from her sleep with a start. She had a terrible dream all night. In the dream, she was a pitiful little girl, being chased by a group of rapists and had no way out.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was Song Qiuchi, who was squeezed to the point of despair by her. He was hanging on the edge of the bed and was about to fall off.

She lifted Song Qiuchi's hair and carefully examined the condition of the gland.

...Two rows of clear teeth marks, slightly red.

Cheng Luanxin couldn't bear to watch. She sighed, and when she turned her head to the side, she saw Song Qiuchi staring at her intently.

Cheng Luanxin shuddered: "When did you wake up?"

"Just now when you touched my hair." Song Qiuchi also sat up from the bed, "How is it? Is the wound obvious?"

"It's quite tragic... Don't wear double braids or a high ponytail today. A more gentle style of long hair can at least cover up the problem."

Song Qiuchi blinked: "Are you sure you want to make it more obvious?"

Cheng Luanxin was really afraid of her: "Sister, cover it up, otherwise it will be over."

Fortunately, Song Qiuchi didn't say anything else: "Then I'll listen to you."