Chapter 78 Separate a little: Don't pinch.
People in the differentiation phase become more sensitive when awake and have a higher desire for affection than usual, but they also become more sleepy.
After finishing her meal and rinsing her mouth, Tan Yicheng chatted with Xi Congshuang. As they talked, she fell asleep again. Xi Congshuang noticed that there was no response and turned around to see that she had fallen asleep.
Xi Congshuang tiptoed out of the room, closed the door, and continued working in the living room.
Once you start working, it's evening before you know it.
The home's smart home system quietly turned on the lights at dusk.
Completely absorbed in her work, Xi Congshuang didn't notice that the door beside her opened and someone walked out barefoot.
The woman, who was deaf in her right ear, was focused on the virtual screen in front of her. She sent out her last message, took a sip of water, put down her cup, and noticed that something was wrong in the room; someone was watching her.
Following her instincts, she turned her head and saw that the door to the room was open. A person wearing soft pajamas stood behind the door, looking resentful, staring at her for who knows how long.
She doesn't speak; she only becomes willing to show her presence when people notice her and talk to her.
"I woke up, and you weren't here," Tan Yicheng said, dissatisfied.
Xi Congshuang reached out her hand to her: "Come here."
If there were a third person present, they would turn and run away the moment they met Tan Yicheng's reddened eyes. Only Xi Congshuang was so audacious that she could sit still and reach out to people.
Tan Yicheng actually moved, walking over step by step without looking where he was going, his gaze never leaving Xi Congshuang.
She was like some kind of animal entering hunting mode, focused and dangerous.
Xi Congshuang made way for her, then reached out and caught the person who was walking towards her. Her warm face pressed against the side of Tan Yicheng's neck, and the cool sensation made Tan Yicheng squint her eyes comfortably.
She liked to press her face against Xi Congshuang's neck, like a cool pillow, which felt very comfortable to be close to.
Xi Congshuang's low body temperature is congenital. Doctors once suspected that it might be due to uterine coldness. However, the physical examination results showed that Xi Congshuang was very healthy - but before the onset of the disease.
For other aspects, that would be another checklist.
While carrying the person, Xi Congshuang continued to finish her work, this time at a much faster pace.
Sure enough, not long after, the head buried in his arms moved and turned to the other side, but he couldn't.
Because she was sitting sideways in Xi Congshuang's lap, switching sides would require her to stand up and turn around, a big movement that made her feel increasingly lazy and unwilling to move, especially since she was already feeling hot all over.
The temperature on the back of her neck continued to rise, and Tan Yicheng smelled her own strong citrus pheromones, so strong that they were pungent to her nose, and she frowned.
"Why is it fruit-flavored? It's not strong at all," Tan Yicheng muttered, burying her face in Xi Congshuang's neck.
She must have taken a shower when she came back; the familiar perfume was gone, replaced by a faint, slightly cold, and somewhat medicinal scent.
The smell of medicine?
Tan Yicheng twitched her nose; her keen sense of smell did not deceive her, and she did indeed smell a faint medicinal scent.
However, in her eyes, Xi Congshuang was perfectly healthy. Occasionally, she would have a serious but unhealthy thought, but in other aspects, she was very capable, especially in marksmanship.
How could someone like that have such a medicinal fragrance emanating from their bones, which comes from being constantly immersed in bitter medicine?
This realization made her momentarily stunned. The scene of looking down from the hospital window flashed through her mind again, and she was quickly drawn into a deeper desire by the sudden heat.
False estrus causes the alpha to enter a state of urgent marking, which lasts for a shorter time than true estrus and does not require inhibitors.
The solution is quite simple: first, keep the temperature low; second, meet the estrus needs.
Feeling the constant harassment in her arms, Xi Congshuang tried to multitask, forcibly remaining calm while her hands kept moving, and the information she had looked up floated through her mind like a barrage of bullets.
With one arm around Tan Yicheng's waist, his other hand, which should have been pressing the send button, was grabbed.
"When will you be ready?" Tan Yicheng nibbled at her earlobe, his sharp canine teeth licking the light-colored earlobe with his tongue as if he were eating candy.
She kneaded it until it turned a light pink, then pinched it with her hand and said, "It's so hot."
"..."
This sentence should have been said to her by Xi Congshuang.
The burning heat of her palms was startling; even though Xi Congshuang was prepared, she was still taken aback by the temperature.
Tan Yicheng pulled her hand and pressed it haphazardly against his face and neck, whispering, "It's so hot: Touch me, your hands feel so good."
"Wait a moment, I'll be done soon." Xi Congshuang was still worried about the send button she hadn't pressed.
She couldn't smell Tan Yicheng's overflowing pheromones, and thought this false heat was much better than the last one, at least she didn't hear her complaining about pain in the back of her neck glands.
"No... you're better but I'm not, I feel so bad..."
Xi Congshuang finally stopped fixating on her send button, cleared her mind of all work-related thoughts, lowered her eyes, and saw the eyes in her arms churning with some kind of emotion.
"..."
She remembered something, so she asked, "There are generally two solutions for false heat: lowering body temperature to get through it or satisfying desire..."
She's really wicked, saying things like that at a time like this.
Did Xi Congshuang realize that when she spoke in a cold and indifferent tone, she sounded like an unapproachable flower on a high mountain, especially in this situation, where it was more effective than an aphrodisiac, arousing even greater desire?
"I don't want cold water..."
His restless hand had already slipped under her clothes, pressing against her chest, feeling her heartbeat. Tan Yicheng suddenly looked up: "So you're not so calm after all, your heart is pounding..."
Before she could finish the word "quick," Tan Yicheng's gaze suddenly shifted. She was lying face down on the sofa when her wrist, which was inside her clothes, was grabbed.
Xi Congshuang pressed her hand under her clothes and said slowly, "Yes, you only just realized I wasn't calm."
The slowly drawn curtains blocked out the starlight, dimming the light inside the room, leaving only the reading lamp beside the sofa.
The soft light blurred Xi Congshuang's features, and the night was deceiving, making her seemingly indifferent features appear more vibrant and alluring. This gave Tan Yicheng the illusion that her clumsy methods had actually stirred his emotions.
She soon realized that this was not an illusion.
The sofa is too small and too cold; it can't fit two people.
With a soft creak, a few hurried and ambiguous movements came from the bed.
The clothes I had just changed into that afternoon were thrown down and piled under the bed. Not long after, another crumpled piece of clothing fell down and covered the other piece of clothing.
The person pinned to the bed struggled to cope, yet she still had the energy to think—Xi Congshuang's expression during the kiss was completely different from her usual indifferent demeanor.
It's as if some kind of disguise has been stripped away, the layers of armor have been removed, and the truly passionate heart has finally seen the light of day.
"Hmm..."
Their intertwined lips parted, revealing a thin, noticeable strand of saliva, which startled Tan Yicheng. This was going too far.
She instinctively looked away, but someone grabbed her chin and turned her back, their smoky gray eyes staring into her eyes.
Next, his soft, wet lips landed on her lips, her chin, and then moved down, lingering for a moment on her neck. She didn't have Tan Yicheng's canine teeth, so biting them didn't hurt; she only felt a slightly wet and itchy sensation.
Tan Yicheng, still half-asleep, opened her arms and hugged the person on top of her. Holding the person she liked in her arms gave her a sense of fulfillment.
As evening approached, the housekeeping robot silently started up and began cleaning the house. The faint sound startled the people in the room, who instinctively brought their legs together.
Then she realized that what was walking around outside was just a housekeeping robot, not what she had imagined, and her tense mood relaxed a little.
"Don't pinch it together, separate it a little bit."
Tan Yicheng felt extremely ashamed. She opened her mouth and bit Xi Congshuang's shoulder with a force as if grinding her teeth. Her legs obediently spread apart, and her arms tightened.
"Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?"
Tan Yicheng rested her forehead on her shoulder, and she could only shake her head, unable to speak.
The area was already moist and aroused, so how could it hurt?
She also felt that Xi Congshuang was too cautious, always gently and slowly, like flowing water pushing her up.
In the heat of the moment, Tan Yicheng accidentally used a little too much force, but only for a few seconds. He quickly realized that he had hurt Xi Congshuang and licked the bite mark with his tongue.
Actually, she controlled her strength very well. When she groaned, she didn't use too much force and didn't really hurt anyone. Instead, she made amends first.
Too obedient.
A soft chuckle came from beside me: "Why do you like licking people so much?"
But Tan Yicheng couldn't hear anything anymore. Her eyelashes were half-closed, wet, and her eyes were red. Her red lips looked like she was asking for a kiss.
Xi Congshuang did not disappoint the beautiful scenery and leaned over to kiss her.
As the night deepened, it was finally time to rest. Putting aside the question of whether the temperature had dropped, she was probably still a little dehydrated.
I barely drank any water all day, and tonight I was up all night, almost completely drained.
A person got off the large bed. For once, she didn't have a cleanliness obsession. She picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on, then bent down to pick up the person who had fallen on the bed and put them on the sofa.
She wanted to brush her sweaty hair aside, and looked up, but didn't. Instead, she bent down and kissed her forehead.
"Sit down for a bit, I'll change the sheets and then take you to take a shower."
"..."
Tan Yicheng sat listlessly on the sofa, a thin blanket draped over her body. If you looked closely, you could see that her legs were trembling slightly beneath the blanket.
She couldn't walk on her own yet, so she was carried off the bed. Normally, Tan Yicheng would have jumped up and cursed herself for being so weak and useless. But now she quietly watched Xi Congshuang wash her hands and come back to change the sheets.
Xi Congshuang moved slowly and meticulously, fully demonstrating her obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Just like before, worried that she might get hurt or feel uncomfortable, I moved her too gently and meticulously. She couldn't control herself, and her mind and will were pushed to the point.
She leaned her head to one side on the sofa, revealing her shoulder with hickeys, and her eyes reflected the wet sheets that had been thrown on the floor.
The gray bed sheet is still too obvious.
Tan Yicheng closed her eyes, no longer looking at the obvious water stains on the bed sheet.
*
Five days is neither a long nor a short time. If you were to ask Tan Yicheng what her biggest impression was, she would answer that she gets thirsty easily.
After five days, Tan Yicheng finally found an opportunity to get out of bed and put her clothes on properly before opening the door.
Today is the day she is going to the hospital for another check-up. Although she has a pretty good idea of the final result, it's still safer to go to the hospital.
But when I went out and saw the housekeeping robot diligently wiping the windows, I couldn't help but feel my face heat up.
Absurd, utterly absurd.
But she started the fire. In five days, she smashed six of Xi Congshuang's AI devices and cut off communications three times, which is why she was pinned against the glass late at night...
There are too many details to think about in detail.
During this time, her family doctor repeatedly marveled that an alpha could completely endure false heat. Little did she know, this was not the case.
She doesn't need omega pheromones at all, but she can't live without Xi Congshuang.
After wiping a window, the housekeeping robot turned around and saw Tan Yicheng standing in the living room, lost in thought. It greeted him, "Hello!"
Tan Yicheng's eyes were numb: "Hmm." I'm not feeling well at all.
Seeing a housekeeping robot cleaning windows is especially wonderful.
The housekeeping robot, oblivious to human nature, continued cheerfully: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Tan Yicheng snapped out of her daze, stepped forward, and tapped its round head: "What's your name?"
Before the robot answered, Tan Yicheng had prepared herself not to show any strange expression no matter how amazing the name was, and to treat everything with a normal attitude.
This robot is quite human-like; if you treat it badly, it will even wear a crying expression while working.
She looks like a spineless but hardworking doormat, I wonder where Xi Congshuang bought her from.
The black, bean-like eyes on the housekeeping robot's display screen blinked, and it cheerfully declared, "I'm number 1!"
Tan Yicheng was surprised; the name was unexpectedly normal: "Did your master choose it for you?"
The housekeeping robot denied this, saying, "No, it was activated and it was choosing a name for me. The first thing it said to me was, 'Hmm... the boss didn't say what name he liked, so I just picked one randomly. You'll be called Number 1.'"
Tan Yicheng recognized the person from her tone; it was Gloria. No wonder it was such a normal name.
The door behind them opened, revealing a figure: "Are you done?"
The screen of the housekeeping robot in front of me is filled with colorful decorations: "Welcome home, master! You've been away for five minutes, and we've missed you every single second of that time! Did you have fun outing?"
"?!"
Tan Yicheng was greatly shocked. In the past few days, he had been so focused on applying his five senses to Xi Congshuang that he never expected her to be such a sweet-talking robot.
She even wanted to ask the robot for a script of quotes; it seemed quite talkative.
At least he's better at talking than her.
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Xi Congshuang said, "Gloria chose the family version when she bought it because she has a more enthusiastic personality."
As she walked into the house, she reached out her hand to Tan Yicheng, who was squatting down and chatting with the robot. She then put her hand on Tan Yicheng's hand and stood up.
Tan Yicheng was a little confused: "Family model? Is there anything special about it?"
In a dormitory where she has to fold the blankets into perfect squares by hand as soon as she gets out of bed, a housekeeping robot is impossible.
Not necessarily. Tan Yicheng recalled that there was a large robot in the lobby downstairs that cleaned every day. All the personal robots she had ever seen were at Xi Congshuang's house.
She wasn't very familiar with the models and uses available on the market, as these were outside her area of expertise.
Xi Congshuang: "The family version can take care of children and chat with them, so it looks a bit more enthusiastic than Xiaoxue."
In the rush of the time, Gloria bought a house and was busy buying furniture. She only remembered to buy the latest models, but she ended up clicking on the latest family-sized model.
Tan Yicheng: "..." So that's how it is. No wonder he's so good at talking. He's just using it to coax a child.
She laughed and said, "We don't need a family model, we won't have any children, but it's quite like a child itself."
Looking at the screen with the number 1 sprinkled with flowers, Xi Congshuang smiled: "It really does look like it."
A few minutes later, the two figures standing side by side in the sunlight left, leaving Number 1 to continue diligently wiping the glass, cleaning up all the handprints and water stains that had been accidentally left in the night.
*
The test results weren't available so quickly, and the next day, Tan Yicheng returned to school to continue her studies.
There haven't been many exams to earn credits lately, and the Mecha Department stipulates that students' daily performance is also included in the assessment score. Tan Yicheng has also developed the same problem as Xi Congshuang: she can't stand seeing her grades not being good. She rests and recovers before returning to school.
Before entering the school gate, Tan Yicheng subtly rubbed his lower back. Seeing that no one around was paying attention to him, he strode into the school gate.
A few minutes later, Xi Congshuang, who had been instructed to split up, appeared and entered the door with a brisk pace.
Xi Congshuang did not reject her plan, which was full of obvious concealment, and actually waited on the aircraft for several minutes before getting off and entering the school gate.
"Five days, you've been gone for five days... six days including today, and not a single word from you. How can you be so heartless?"
Finally, get out of class ended. Qi Qianqian rested her knees on her seat and reached out to pull Tan Yicheng's shoulder: "Have you had any tests done? What were the results? Are you alright?"
It was obvious at a glance that Tan Yicheng was full of energy, but she still couldn't help asking, "This isn't the first time Tan Yicheng has taken a long leave because of glandular issues."
Tan Yicheng was so annoyed by the commotion that she turned around and said, "The test results haven't come out yet, so I don't know, but I feel pretty good."
As they were talking, Tan Yicheng asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"
People are used to her good looks, and they tend to overlook her appearance because they are so used to her abilities. Otherwise, so many omegas would invite her to dance at the ball every year.
Even just looking at her face, she could easily stand out in a crowd.
Today, Tan Yicheng is different. She is surrounded by a gentle charm, as if every corner of her eyes and brows exudes elegance and uniqueness.
Qi Qianqian was stunned and almost didn't recognize Tan Yicheng.
When the other person looked at her strangely, her previous thoughts vanished like dust in the wind, leaving only the image of a Tyrannosaurus Rex who could take down an enemy with a single punch.
You've got it wrong, haven't you?
Qi Qianqian shook her head slowly: "No, nothing."
"Slap." Xiang Wei suddenly moved and slapped away the hand on her thigh. "Why are you pinching my thigh? It hurts."
Qi Qianqian was dazed: "It hurts? Yes, it hurts, that's right, it's not a dream."
Xiang Wei: "..." She raised her hand and touched Qi Qianqian's forehead.
No fever?
Did someone damage his brain? Has his IQ plummeted?
In the next practical training class, Qi Qianqian was slammed hard onto the soft mat by Xi Congshuang. She was panting heavily and staring at the ceiling. Her heart was beating fast, but her mood was surprisingly calm.
It's that overwhelming, diamond-like flavor.
Like an 'm', he revealed a hearty smile.
Xiang Wei, who had been knocked down in the previous round, couldn't bear to watch and didn't want to admit that this was her friend, so she silently got up and went to talk to Tan Yicheng.
Tan Yicheng's hairstyle today is quite unique. She braided herself into a large braid, which is a weakness she once said she would be severely punished if her opponent caught it. She called it a pretty but impractical ponytail.
After a training session, Tan Yicheng's hair came loose, with many stray hairs falling out. She turned her head to look regretfully at her messed-up braids.
Xiang Weifu seemed to have a hunch that he knew who had styled this overly elaborate hairstyle.
However, her hairstyle had already come undone. Tan Yicheng habitually picked up the ends of her hair, loosely securing the black hairband to her wrist, preparing to gather the ends of her hair into a bun at the back of her head.
This action exposed the gland from which she left the bite mark. Since everyone is an alpha, they could tell that the mark was not left by another alpha.
The reasons are simple: first, Tan Yicheng only has her citrus pheromones and a little bit of woody perfume on her body; second, the bite mark does not have canine teeth, nor does it show any traces left after a canine tooth mark.
It's most likely a bite mark left by a beta. How many betas are around Tan Yicheng?
Realizing at the speed of light what was on the back of her neck, Tan Yicheng let down her hair, touched her whole body, and found that she had forgotten to wear the bite mark. Regardless of its purpose, she decided to cover up the bite mark first.
Unable to find any patches to suppress the irritation, Tan Yicheng gritted her teeth and tied her hair into a low bun, desperately trying to protect the back of her neck.
Xiang Wei understood immediately and turned around.
Qi Qianqian was indeed plunged into a state of inexplicable shock and confusion again. She slowly hugged her head and curled herself into a ball: "I dare not open my eyes. I hope it's just my imagination..."
But this world isn't something you can simply close your eyes to avoid seeing.
At noon after school, Xi Congshuang appeared on the road where Tan Yicheng was passing by, brought him a suppressive patch, and then took him away while they were talking.
Qi Qianqian, Xiang Wei: OO?
Where are you going, Orange? Are you coming back for dinner?
Tan Yicheng, who never returned, was taken to an empty classroom. Xi Congshuang apologized in a low voice while putting a suppressive patch on her.
In the end, the apology was in vain; she pinned him against the wall and kissed him for a long time.
Even as it ended, she was reluctant to let go. With a flick of her hair tie, her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Xi Congshuang slipped her hand inside and carefully smoothed it.
Xi Congshuang sighed, "I'm used to you being home every day, but today I feel a little out of sorts."
Tan Yicheng, his breathing even, nuzzled his face against her neck, silently agreeing.
A few minutes later, Tan Yicheng stirred and said, "I have to go eat; I have class this afternoon."
Xi Congshuang grabbed the person: "But I've prepared a meal, eat with me."
Tan Yicheng: "..." So it turns out they were prepared all along.
When she returned, Tan Yicheng had a new hairstyle and her lips were exceptionally red.
This time, the braids started from the top of the head and went down to the back of the neck, where two braids were made. With the skin-tone concealing patch, the effect was so realistic that it was hard to believe they were real.
It's true that being in a relationship makes a difference; even someone like A, who's destined to be single, seems to be paying more attention to life, sporting two different hairstyles every day.
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