After eating dinner, Jiang Shuyi took the initiative to wash the dishes.

She wasn't so thick-skinned as to let someone cook for her and then expect them to wash the dishes too.

Besides, she felt she could wash her own bowl quite well.

Jiang Shuyi quietly soaped the bowl and rinsed it.

Wen Yao stood beside her, watching.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, who was standing next to her, and couldn't help but curiously ask, "Have you always cooked for yourself like this?"

Wen Yao didn't look up and replied in a low voice, "Mm."

"Did I eat too much today?"

Jiang Shuyi lowered her head. Although she hadn't eaten enough during dinner, she felt like she had eaten more than Wen Yao, the host, which made her a bit embarrassed and worried that she might be adding to Wen Yao's burden.

Wen Yao glanced at her and said in a calm tone, "It's just one meal, it's nothing."

"...Oh," Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao and nodded, "Thank you."

As Jiang Shuyi nodded, Wen Yao noticed her hair swaying near the sink.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi's hair and deftly reached around from behind her.

The cold, rose-scented pheromones lingered around Jiang Shuyi.

Feeling as if Wen Yao was hugging her neck from behind, Jiang Shuyi's heart skipped a beat, almost causing her to drop the dish she was washing, ". . ."

"Wen Yao?"

Jiang Shuyi called out the Omega's name, feeling a bit flustered.

Wen Yao gently gathered Jiang Shuyi's hair from her shoulders, "Bend down a little, I'll help you tie your hair up so it doesn't get wet."

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"Oh." So that was what she meant.

Jiang Shuyi realized she wasn't trying to hug her, and felt a bit disappointed, choosing to remain silent.

But she still obediently bent down a little.

Wen Yao quietly tied Jiang Shuyi's hair up with a hair tie, simply twisting it into a bun.

Wen Yao tilted her head to look at Jiang Shuyi's face, as if confirming everything was in order, then patted her head, saying, "All done."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi was still a bit taken aback, but she could clearly smell the rose scent lingering around her, "Thank you."

"Mm." Wen Yao quietly responded and, without much reaction, picked up the dishcloth to dry the clean bowls Jiang Shuyi had washed.

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After washing the dishes, the two took a short break before starting to study again.

For Jiang Shuyi, studying was really exhausting, and her body was quite honest about needing rest after eating, naturally, eating made her want to sleep.

Now that she had eaten, her stomach was digesting, which caused her brain to lack blood flow.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the problems in front of her, her eyelids starting to flutter, half-open and half-closed.

She naturally yawned and propped her chin up with her hand.

Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi's half-open eyes, which were even rolling back a bit, and slowly closed her book.

"Tired?" she asked Jiang Shuyi in a very calm tone.

"...Mm, a little," Jiang Shuyi mumbled, nodding sleepily, another yawn threatening to escape.

Wen Yao stood up, "Then—"

Jiang Shuyi watched Wen Yao's movements, feeling a bit more attentive.

She sensed that today's study session was probably coming to an end.

However, the standing Omega didn't say what Jiang Shuyi had imagined, which was to let her go home, but instead coldly said, "Let me open the window for you, a little cold air can wake you up when you're sleepy."

Wen Yao stood up and walked to the window, opening it wide.

The December cold wind rushed in without any warning, blowing into Jiang Shuyi's neck and into her clothes.

—Goodness, what kind of tactic is this? Now it's cold and I'm sleepy!

". . ." Jiang Shuyi looked at the window blowing in the cold wind and suddenly felt her heart grow cold as well.

"Feeling better?"

Wen Yao turned her head, expression unchanged, and asked.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi sniffed and shook her head, feeling helpless as she wanted to grab Wen Yao's clothes, "Wen Yao, I'm cold."

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi's runny rose and calmly stepped aside.

She composedly reached for the down jacket that Jiang Shuyi had left to the side and handed it to her, "If you're cold, put on the jacket."

". . ." She's really dismissive of me.

"Oh." Jiang Shuyi pouted in dissatisfaction, obediently putting on her jacket while glancing unhappily at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao ignored her gaze, quietly handing her a tissue, "Wipe your nose."

Jiang Shuyi wiped her nose, propping her chin up with her hand, and began to work on the problems with a sullen expression.

If she had known, she wouldn't have mentioned being sleepy, ending up in this state of hunger and cold... oh, she had already gotten a free meal, but let's just say she was hungry and cold.

Jiang Shuyi felt she was experiencing what it meant to suffer the consequences of her own actions.

"Don't prop your chin up with your hand, having a support point will only make you want to sleep more." Wen Yao tapped Jiang Shuyi's hand that was resting on her chin with her pen.

". . ."

Jiang Shuyi pouted.

She felt that even her sitting posture was being dictated by Wen Yao, which made her feel even more frustrated inside.

一Why can this Omega manage so much? What is she, my little housekeeper?

"You still have three units' worth of problems left to solve, and there are only a few hours left in the day. Make the most of your time, Jiang Shuyi."

Wen Yao, completely unaware of her mood, quietly reminded her.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi stared at Wen Yao, feeling even more frustrated, but in the end, she weakly replied, "Mm, I got it."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, who had also put on her jacket and was sitting beside her, flipping through her book and working on problems, and felt a warmth in her heart.

一Actually, being managed by her wasn't so bad...

Jiang Shuyi thought silently.

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After answering all the problems, Wen Yao let Jiang Shuyi go home.

Although Jiang Shuyi complained verbally, she still completed all the problems.

For that hyperactive child, it was worth rewarding. Wen Yao thought.

Seeing her reluctant expression before she left, Wen Yao casually mentioned a reward.

Upon hearing the word "reward," Jiang Shuyi immediately transformed into someone full of energy.

It seemed that this term could be used to motivate her from time to time.

Wen Yao calmly concluded.

That evening.

After taking a shower, Wen Yao picked up the hairdryer while drying her hair.

Her wet hair draped over her shoulders, smooth and soft. It was a bit long, taking some time to dry completely.

After drying her hair, Wen Yao walked over to the table where they had been sitting earlier.

Clearly, she had reminded Jiang Shuyi to take all her books, but there was still a notebook left on the table that Jiang Shuyi had forgotten to take...

"Scatterbrained."

Wen Yao couldn't help but smile as she remembered the way Jiang Shuyi had been dozing off, resting her head on the table.

". . ." Just as Wen Yao was about to put the notebook into her bag to return to school on Monday, she noticed a thin beige wool cardigan left on the chair where Jiang Shuyi had been sitting.

Not only did she forget the notebook, but she also forgot her sweater...

It seemed she had forgotten to wear this cardigan when she put on her jacket, so she didn't notice it when she left...

Still, that was too careless.

It needs to be corrected. Wen Yao thought.

Wen Yao neatly folded the cardigan that had been carelessly tossed on the chair, and she caught a whiff of Jiang Shuyi's lemon balm pheromones.

If the scent lingering in the room was faint and light, the smell of the cardigan was quite pronounced.

Wen Yao's throat gently rolled, and she lowered her head slightly.

Realizing what she was about to do, Wen Yao paused, moved the cardigan away from her, and patiently folded it neatly to set it aside.

After tidying everything up, Wen Yao turned off the lights, lay down on her bed, but found it hard to fall asleep even with her eyes closed.

In the room, the scent of lemon balm still lingered.

Among the five senses, if one had to say which sense could evoke memories the fastest.

It would definitely be the sense of smell.

The fresh and clean pheromones exclusive to the Alpha lingered in the air.

So much so that when Wen Yao smelled this pheromone, she could recall the warmth of Jiang Shuyi's eyes, the warmth of her hands, and also...

The softness of her lips when she kissed the mole on her neck last time.

Unlike Jiang Shuyi, who could sleep anywhere without a care, Wen Yao felt as if she were being ground down in the darkness, making it even harder for her to fall asleep.

Having been temporarily marked by Jiang Shuyi, she felt a certain dependency on Jiang Shuyi's pheromones. It was unavoidable to want them when she smelled them.

Wen Yao thought rationally and restrained herself.

She tried to drive this desire out of her mind, but after tossing and turning a few times and still finding it hard to sleep, she slowly sat up.

Looking at the cardigan she had neatly folded and set aside, Wen Yao lowered her gaze.

She walked over, picked up the cardigan, and held it in her arms with a hint of helplessness.

Wen Yao hugged the cardigan that carried the scent of lemon balm pheromones and curled back into her blanket, looking somewhat lonely and a bit pitiful.

This wasn't her original intention... Wen Yao thought.

It was just that right now, she seemed to really need this person's pheromones to soothe herself.

Thinking this, Wen Yao curled up her body like a baby, tightening her grip on the cardigan a little more.

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