Chapter 22 (Continued from the previous chapter): The Peach-Scented Bathroom (Final) Let's continue eating...
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the old shower was not turned off properly, so a small stream of cold water kept seeping out and dripping, wetting the two people's hair and clothes.
Whether it was the messy black hair obscuring her vision, or the heavy, wet eyelashes, Pei Qing's vision was blurred, which made her hearing much more sensitive.
The heavy breathing in the bathroom, the hot breath so close to his face, made Shen Rong'an realize that he was no longer in a dream and that the person in front of him was real.
He weakly raised his hand and placed it on woman A's shoulder, seemingly wanting to push her away, his lips instinctively darting away.
But how could Pei Qing give him the chance to escape? She sensed Shen Rong'an's slight resistance, and the large hand holding the back of his head tightened again, resulting in another intense collision between softness and light.
After the long kiss ended, the man collapsed in the bathtub, his breath unsteady. He seemed unwilling to open his eyes, yet his hands tightly gripped Pei Qing's hands, as if unwilling to let her leave.
“Shen Rong’an, you…” Pei Qing straightened up, her gaze involuntarily fixed on a certain spot. The white shirt the man was wearing had become semi-transparent due to being wet with water, making it indistinct and difficult to see clearly.
This was the first time she had called him by his full name since they had met, Shen Rong'an thought absently. His eyes were half-closed, the light in the bathroom too bright to see her expression clearly.
He should be good at understanding people's hearts, but at this moment, he couldn't see through what the person in front of him was thinking.
He reached out, wanting to touch Pei Qing's face. Pei Qing tilted her head, then grabbed his hand and held it captive.
"You...you've been...constantly...pulling things out of here..." Pei Qing's tone was full of curiosity. "So, are you pregnant?"
Like a naughty child, with innocent malice in his eyes.
She reached out and gently brushed her hand over the top. Shen Rong'an instinctively shrank back, covering his chest with one hand, but he forgot that there was a hard wall behind him, and he had nowhere to hide.
Pei Qian grabbed his other hand as well, bringing both hands together... Without the cover, it was as if the dusty disguise had been removed, desperately trying to assert its presence.
"Thud!" The few remaining buttons on the shirt were all pulled off and fell to the bathroom floor with a clatter.
The misty rain made the reds even redder and the whites even whiter, creating a stunning contrast. The petals, washed by the rain, clung precariously to the branches.
Shen Rong'an tried to break free, but he had no strength at all, and his struggle was not due to reluctance.
On the contrary, he was afraid that he would lose control of his gaze and the surging love, and do something even more outrageous.
Pei Qing couldn't help but tap lightly, as if she had found something interesting. With a flick of her finger, Shen Rong'an would make a faint sound.
"No, no, don't do this... Ah-Qian..."
Pei Qing ignored him and continued to watch with great interest... After a while, she noticed that Shen Rong'an had stopped talking. When she looked up, she saw that he was biting his lip so hard that it was bleeding.
"I thought you would like me like this, but it turns out you don't? Then I won't use it." Pei Qing released her hand, tilted her head back, and looked at her leisurely.
“…No, it’s not…” he said in a hoarse voice, not knowing what he was saying.
Is it because he doesn't touch her, or because she's pregnant? Or because he doesn't like her...? There are many answers, but Shen Rong'an can't bring himself to say any of them.
He shielded his eyes with his arm; when he couldn't see, he felt calmer. He calmed his breathing, struggled to sit up against the bathtub wall, and pulled his open clothes closer.
"I accidentally dialed that number. I'm so sorry for disturbing your rest so late—" His voice was still a little hoarse, but he still insisted on continuing.
Pei Qian suddenly grabbed his chin tightly, her expression playful. "Shen Rong'an, I didn't come here to hear you say these things... Although you woke me up and I'm very angry, I'm a magnanimous and kind person, and I've decided to help you."
Her hand moved down, her burning palm pressed against Shen Rong'an's heart, making him tremble all over.
She leaned closer, like a demon leading someone to hell, "Tell me, how can I help you, okay?"
"……good."
"Now that this is assembled, what's next?"
Pei Qing looked at the strangely shaped device in her hand; she seemed to vaguely recognize it. Many Omegas who experienced physical problems due to excessive clouding or heat cycles would use this to squeeze out the excess.
But this kind of thing usually only happens to Omegas who have lost their partners. Shen Rong'an's partner is so busy, how could she have time to come back and...get him pregnant? That shouldn't be the case. She goes to Shen Rong'an's house for meals every day and has never seen what his partner looks like.
That's strange. Could it be that he can't conceive on his own, and that Shen Rong'an is actually the owner of some kind of fish or insect gene? That he can reproduce on his own?
"Alright," the man said, interrupting her reverie.
"You're all set up? Then just plug it in..." Pei Qing muttered to herself, following the instructions, and placed the socket as required.
"Hmm? Why isn't it working? Is the power too low?"
"No—uh!" Shen Rong'an couldn't stop him in time, and Pei Qing pushed it to the maximum power! He groaned, his nails digging into his palm.
Pei Qing watched intently as the changes inside the transparent vacuum chamber were obvious. They rapidly expanded and matured, and then abundant juice was squeezed out and flowed into the small bottle, quickly filling it halfway.
A minute later, no matter how she tried, no more juice flowed in. Pei Qing unplugged the bottle and held it up in disappointment. "That's it? That's too little."
Shen Rong'an collapsed to the ground, his chest twitching intermittently. He had no strength left and hadn't even removed the vacuum shield.
Pei Qing noticed it too. "Wait a minute," she said, reaching out to try and pull them off. She used some force, but they wouldn't budge.
"Huh? Is it that sturdy?"
"It's not pulled out like that... um!"
Shen Rong'an regained some strength and sat up. Before he could finish speaking, Pei Qing used brute force to rip the left side off.
"It's all done!" Pei Qing proudly held up the small cover. "Was it this swollen just now? I don't remember it being this red..."
Shen Rong'an was in so much pain that his vision blurred, and he almost passed out. His heart was pounding. In his dazed state, he sensed Pei Qing approaching and quickly turned to the side, panicked. "I can do it myself, ugh!"
Still numb and in pain, the fruit was eaten sweetly, and a vivid warmth swept through her entire body. "Ugh, no..."
Shen Rong'an lightly touched her forehead with his left hand, while crossing his right arm around her chest.
Suddenly, he was struck hard again, a strong tingling sensation washing over him, rendering him speechless and leaving him only able to writhe helplessly.
"Ha, it's peach flavored... How come again... You're so disobedient..." Pei Qing's voice rang out. She looked up, smiling mischievously. The texture was slightly tough, cool, and damp.
It felt strange but fun. She couldn't help but flick it hard, then focused her attention on Shen Rong'an's slightly parted lips.
Pei Qing pressed her index finger against his lips, her knuckles gripping his palate, while her other finger touched his throat, causing the man to gag reflexively.
"Try it, how is it...?"
Shen Rong'an couldn't hold on any longer and tilted his head back, his hands hanging limply at his sides. His neck was slender and long, white and glowing, with a small Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Pei Qing watched with envy and took a bite, leaving a ring of bloody teeth marks.
"So compliant... Ha, is it because you're used to it? How unpleasant..." Pei Qing's eyes narrowed, and a sudden, inexplicable anger rose within her.
"Brother Rong'an, does your partner help you in the same way?"
"She bit here, here, and here too?" Pei Qing's hand touched Shen Rong'an's body one by one in rhythm with her words.
"I'm a little unhappy..."
Shen Rong'an was too preoccupied to pay attention to what she was saying, unable to think, his mind completely lost, with only one thought in his head.
Her soft legs wrapped around his strong waist, and her lips silently uttered two words.
Seeing his seemingly unconscious state, Pei Qing chuckled and said nothing more. Springtime was in full bloom; why dwell on established facts?
Besides, he can't hear anything right now, so it's more meaningful for him to say certain things when he's lucid.
She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Alright, then so be it..."
It's like being in a hot spring, comfortable and relaxing, a perfect fit.
The journey was incredibly comfortable and smooth. Pei Qing raised an eyebrow knowingly, and for reasons unknown, she continued on her chosen path.
This is just too... amazing...
Is this the difference between...?
She's really seen it all today, haha.
Pei Qian stroked Shen Rong'an's wet hair, knowing his current state, but still spoke to him in his ear.
“Brother Rong’an, between me and that other person… who’s better? If you think I’m better, just say ‘hmm’.”
She was wicked and prone to underhanded tactics, so Shen Rong'an was no match for her and gave a perfunctory reply.
She smiled, about to continue, when her voice suddenly went hoarse, "This is...?"
Pei Qing took a deep breath, her eyes even brighter than before, "Really... Ha, Shen Rong'an, are you doing this on purpose...?"
"You really want me to...?"
"Then, just wait patiently... but please, please don't... do it..."
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Author's Note: Here it comes! I don't know how long it will survive. I've tried my best to use homophones, but if that doesn't work, then... well...
I caught a cold as soon as I got back to school, and my nose has been running non-stop. I feel a bit like a mouse ORZ
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