Chapter 107
Eleven o'clock at night in the city, the hustle and bustle hadn't yet subsided.
The area where the film crew was shooting wasn't so noisy. A low-key black business car stopped by the street. Li Chu, wearing a hat and mask, got into Ning Manqing's car and entered the hotel through the VIP entrance of a private, high-end hotel.
The reason for choosing a hotel was that Ning Manqing's nearest property was still a twenty-minute drive from the set.
For Li Chu and Ning Manqing, who both had work the next day, a hotel that was not too far away and offered good privacy was a good choice. A change of scenery could also offer a fresh experience.
Ning Manqing had booked a couple's suite. Li Chu pushed the door open and saw rose petals scattered all over the bed. The petals weren't the issue; the main problem was that it was a hanging bed.
Four ropes were fixed to the four corners of the bed, suspending it slightly above the ground. Li Chu walked closer and noticed a pair of handcuffs hanging from one of the ropes at the head of the bed. Her expression became even more subtle.
Had Teacher Ning dropped the pretense? After her lecherous nature was discovered, was she just going to embrace it completely?
“My assistant booked the room.”
Ning Manqing also seemed surprised by the handcuffs. She flicked them with her fingertip, looking quite innocent as she met Li Chu's gaze. However, the amusement in her eyes betrayed her good mood.
Li Chu felt a little embarrassed under Ning Manqing's gaze. She quickly turned her back to Ning Manqing and took two steps towards the bathroom.
“Then let's take a shower first…”
Before Li Chu could finish her sentence, she felt a sudden loss of balance and let out a short gasp. She realized she was being carried horizontally by Ning Manqing.
“Since it's home delivery, there's no reason for the boss to do the cleaning. Of course, I, the buyer, will wash it myself.”
Ning Manqing looked down at Li Chu and said slowly.
Xiao Chu was packaged and carried into the bathroom to be unpacked and washed. Li Chu struggled a bit, but couldn't refuse, so she had to comply.
The hazy, cool white light was like flowing water, gently moving across the marble floor.
Li Chu's bent knuckles were slightly pink, and the pale blue blood vessels were clearly visible under her fair skin. She gripped the edge of the bathtub, and at one point, her grip tightened abruptly, her fingertips turning white from the force.
Ning Manqing watched, then covered Li Chu's hand with her own.
The scent of peaches surged in the room, layer upon layer. Ning Manqing pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth, battling her inner alpha instincts. Her alpha nature and mischievous impulses were stirring, frantically issuing instinctive commands.
Take her, possess her, monopolize her.
It was an indescribable feeling, the mere thought of which made her nerves tingle with excitement. Ning Manqing closed her eyes, controlling the turbulent waves of her thoughts.
No, not now, at least.
But the allure of the pheromones was like a swamp, dragging her down layer by layer. The peach-scented pheromones were like ubiquitous moisture in the air, eroding her thoughts.
No… how could it be so strong…
Ning Manqing suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her partner. Li Chu, soaking in the water beside her, was gradually sliding down. After Ning Manqing caught her, Li Chu rested against her.
“Hot…”
Li Chu murmured unconsciously, clutching Ning Manqing like a drowning person clinging to the only piece of driftwood.
Li Chu's condition was clearly not right. She seemed to have entered her heat cycle early. However, Ning Manqing couldn't give her a temporary mark to suppress it now, as Li Chu had to return to the set tomorrow.
“Why is it two days early this time?”
Ning Manqing lifted Li Chu out of the water. Droplets of water trickled down Li Chu's slender legs, splashing into the bathtub and creating ripples.
Li Chu felt like she was about to be set on fire. She was surrounded by cloud mist tea pheromones, but she couldn't grasp them. It was like a traveler in the desert, plunging into water but unable to quench their thirst.
She grabbed whatever she could and struggled continuously, the pain of unfulfilled desire making her feel aggrieved.
“Ning Manqing… I feel bad…”
Li Chu called Ning Manqing's name repeatedly, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
“Tao Tao, just hold on a little longer.”
Ning Manqing wasn't feeling well either. She not only had to control Li Chu, but also herself, to prevent losing control due to the pheromones.
The doorbell rang. Ning Manqing had just called the front desk for a suppressant, which should have arrived.
“Be good, don't move. I'll get something.”
Li Chu's arms were wrapped around Ning Manqing like soft vines, entwined so tightly that she couldn't move. Ning Manqing couldn't bring herself to use force, so she could only softly coax Li Chu to let go.
Li Chu heard vaguely. She loosened her grip, and Ning Manqing managed to stand up. But just as she was about to take a step, she was pulled back.
“I'll be right back.”
Ning Manqing soothed, unfastening one side of the handcuffs hanging from the rope and cuffing it to Li Chu's wrist. She then went to the door in her bathrobe, opening it just a crack to reach out and take the suppressant.
Li Chu struggled, causing the hanging bed to sway. The lingering moisture stuck all the rose petals to the bed.
Peach-scented, and rose-scented.
Ning Manqing plucked the petals off Li Chu's wrist. The suppressant didn't need to be injected directly into the gland. Ning Manqing grabbed Li Chu's other restless hand and injected the suppressant.
When Li Chu regained some consciousness, the first thing she saw was Ning Manqing looking down as she pushed the liquid in the syringe.
Ning Manqing was undeniably beautiful. Her features were delicate and graceful, but her personality and aura added a touch of sharpness and coldness, like a beautiful sword forged from fine snow.
When combined with suppressed desire, she possessed a captivating sensuality, like swirling snowflakes.
Li Chu's heart beat rapidly, and she couldn't help but tighten her grip on Ning Manqing's hand.
The suppressant entered her bloodstream, capturing, controlling, and suppressing the pheromone cells at the fastest speed, causing a slight alternating sensation of heat and cold, along with a mild pain.
Unaware of Li Chu's thoughts, Ning Manqing assumed she was in pain and dropped the syringe on the floor.
The blue blood vessels seemed to carry the fragrance of the roses scattered across the bed, permeating from beneath the skin and pulsing along the veins.
“Are you okay?”
Li Chu didn't answer. She closed her eyes and endured the throbbing sensation. She couldn't control it, only allowing the huge wave of emotions to slowly recede.
She shook her hand, and Ning Manqing unlocked the handcuffs that bound her. Red marks were left on her delicate, fair wrists from her earlier struggles. Ning Manqing gently rubbed her fingers over them and held Li Chu's hand.
“Teacher Ning, I think I messed up.”
Li Chu said sullenly, brushing off the petals on her body with a slight sense of frustration.
“How could you have messed up? Our Boss Tao is so hospitable, giving me a month's worth of pheromones in one go.”
Li Chu was amused by Ning Manqing's words. She rolled over and said, “Now that you mention it, I am quite generous. So, to repay me, help me get these things off. I can't reach my back.”
Li Chu felt like her nose was about to lose its function because of the mixed scents – peach, cloud mist tea, and rose.
Tonight's activities had to be regrettably halted. Any physical activity would inevitably cause her pheromones to leak uncontrollably. Li Chu had just injected the suppressant, and if she were stimulated by pheromones again, it might cause a relapse, which would affect her health and glands.
Picking rose petals with your girlfriend on a hanging bed in a couple's suite under the moonlight… that's a kind of romance, right?
“When will filming wrap up?”
Ning Manqing asked the question she was most concerned about. She always believed that quality over quantity was key when it came to acting, so she felt that after Li Chu finished filming, she should be able to rest for a while, and they could see each other more often.
Li Chu thought for a moment and replied, “According to the current filming schedule, it should be about half a month.”
After the second main storyline of The Exiled concluded, the person behind the scenes emerged.
That person was Cen Lan and Rong Yun's mutual acquaintance, Xie Shu. Rong Yun had known her longer than Cen Lan; Cen Lan had met Rong Yun through Xie Shu.
Xie Shu was a female beta who loved criminal investigation and reasoning, and her dream was to become a police officer. Rong Yun had known her since childhood and was often dragged into various puzzle-solving games by her.
They often guessed the answers correctly, but the difference was that Xie Shu relied on intuition. In most cases, she didn't rely on careful analysis but on her empathy and sensitivity to the events. Rong Yun, on the other hand, relied on evidence. Even if she already had a suspect in mind, she would never jump to conclusions.
They had entered the police academy together. When encountering cases, Xie Shu could often point out the culprit first, and then Rong Yun would gather evidence, reason, and summarize. Therefore, Xie Shu jokingly called herself Faraday and Rong Yun Maxwell.
Cen Lan thus learned about Maxwell, and after being educated by Xie Shu, she also learned about Maxwell's demon. That's why she called Rong Yun that, because she felt that Rong Yun was like Maxwell's demon, able to distinguish between two types of particles, able to distinguish between all good and bad people.
From Cen Lan's nickname, it could be seen that compared to Xie Shu, whom she had known first, she admired Rong Yun more. Coupled with the fact that both of them were omegas, although Rong Yun didn't exhibit any typical omega traits, Cen Lan preferred to be with Rong Yun.
This led to an imbalance in their friendship. Cen Lan was like a catalyst, detonating Xie Shu's long-standing dissatisfaction. She didn't understand why it had always been this way, from the past to the present. Why didn't anyone praise her even though she also gave the correct answer?
So, she vented her emotions on Rong Yun, but she forgot that Rong Yun was incapable of empathy.
A series of events led Xie Shu down a different path. She orchestrated her own death and began her scheme.
“This script is truly amazing, Teacher Ning. You've given me so much.”
Li Chu could imagine the popularity this drama would have and the opportunities it might bring. But it wasn't just that; Ning Manqing had given her so much more.
“It's not that much.”
Ning Manqing interlaced her fingers with Li Chu's, holding her hand.
What she could give Li Chu was something Li Chu could obtain in the future, but what Li Chu was giving her now might be something she could never experience.
“Yes, it is! This much!”
Li Chu gestured with one hand to emphasize the extent of what she meant.
“No, what I gave you is this much, and what you gave me is this much.”
Ning Manqing corrected, holding Li Chu's hand and gesturing within a small range.
“It's so childish of us to compare like this.”
Li Chu said, but she was amused.
Love was actually easy to summarize. It was probably a mature person willing to play childish games with you.
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