Jiang Shuyi looked somewhat stiffly at Wen Yao, who was holding her hand.

Wen Yao's head was resting on her shoulder, her delicate, fair fingers tightly gripping Jiang Shuyi's sleeve, without saying a word.

She was wearing the loungewear that Jiang Shuyi had lent her.

The top was a very oversized white sweatshirt, and the bottom was a pair of loose white sweatpants.

Although it was long-sleeved and long-pants, Jiang Shuyi felt that the outfit was a bit too cold.

Song Jinxi continued to ask on the phone:

"... So, Jiang Shuyi, do you want us to bring anything back for you? Like mousse or something?"

"... No, it's fine." Jiang Shuyi quickly responded a few times and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao.

"Wen Yao, what's wrong?" she asked somewhat uneasily.

". . ." Wen Yao didn't speak, but her hair, damp with moisture, fell against Jiang Shuyi's collar.

Jiang Shuyi noticed that the part of her head resting on Jiang Shuyi's shoulder was warm.

It was accompanied by a bit of dampness.

Before long, Wen Yao's sweat quickly soaked through the shirt that Jiang Shuyi had just changed into.

". . ."

Jiang Shuyi sensed something was off, so she reached out to touch Wen Yao's cheeks and forehead.

Not just her forehead, but Wen Yao's usually cold palms and ears were also burning.

Wen Yao's shoulders trembled slightly, and her breathing gradually became heavier in the air.

A mix of humidity and warmth, carrying the scent of roses, spread throughout the room.

As Jiang Shuyi inhaled the increasingly fragrant rose scent in the air, she seemed to finally realize something.

"... Are you in heat, Wen Yao?"

Jiang Shuyi didn't know what to do.

". . ."

Wen Yao didn't answer.

But her head rested on Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, and her once fair ear, which looked like a cotton flower, seemed to have a hint of pink, as if blood was rushing to it.

Jiang Shuyi understood that Wen Yao was probably disoriented due to the heat.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be holding onto her hand so unusually.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit restless in Wen Yao's breath.

Having experienced Wen Yao's pheromones once, Jiang Shuyi's mind instinctively craved what she desired.

She suppressed her thoughts and quietly exhaled into the air.

She gently patted Wen Yao's forehead and, for a moment, realized that her hand was trembling slightly.

Jiang Shuyi swallowed hard.

"Wen Yao, I'll go get you a suppressant..."

"Wen Yao, can you let go?" She maintained her clarity and looked patiently at the Omega in front of her.

Wen Yao remained unmoved, holding onto Jiang Shuyi's arm tightly, subtly lifting her head.

The Omega's eyes were filled with enticing moisture, looking at her with a hint of vulnerability that tugged at the heart.

"Jiang Shuyi."

Wen Yao's voice sounded much softer than usual, lacking in strength and endurance, "Don't go..."

Her voice was very small.

"I'll be back soon, just a moment." Jiang Shuyi spoke gently, as if soothing a child.

". . ." Wen Yao didn't respond, but her fingers tightened their grip even more.

"I... don't want a suppressant."

Jiang Shuyi glanced at her sleeve, which was suddenly pulled tighter, then looked at Wen Yao, momentarily stunned.

— Don't want a suppressant...

Jiang Shuyi could only look elsewhere, feeling a bit playful as she ruffled the hair of the Omega in front of her.

"If you don't want a suppressant, then I can only mark you. You wouldn't want that, right?"

However, unexpectedly, as soon as these words left her mouth, Wen Yao grabbed the hem of her shirt, her head hanging low without a response.

". . ."

That posture, which seemed to indicate agreement, left Jiang Shuyi completely stunned.

— No way.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the corners of Wen Yao's eyes, which were glistening with tears, and her fingertips, which had been slightly cold, began to feel warm.

... Just say something to deny it, Wen Yao.

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Jiang Shuyi had never thought that Wen Yao would seek her comfort.

This was a thought she dared not entertain.

Although Omega in heat were very vulnerable, she always believed that an Omega like Wen Yao wouldn't want anyone to help her.

She was a strong person, and she probably found herself quite annoying.

So, seeing her reaction, Jiang Shuyi felt a bit hesitant, completely unsure of what to do.

The Omega's head quietly rested against Jiang Shuyi's neck, not saying a word.

After a while, Wen Yao's hand slipped under Jiang Shuyi's arm.

Jiang Shuyi was startled, Wen Yao was radiating heat, leaning against Jiang Shuyi's shoulder like a soft baby.

"Jiang Shuyi," Wen Yao called her name, "help me."

Her tone was so cold, yet her breath was warm, tinged with a hint of sweat.

Jiang Shuyi's throat trembled slightly as she looked at her, feeling a bit at a loss, "But..."

"Don't want to?" Wen Yao said in a low, cold tone.

"You already marked me when I was in heat before..." Her voice was very soft, "Now, what are you saying?"

". . ." Indeed.

Now, it was just a matter of biting down, and it was entirely reasonable for Wen Yao not to want to inject a suppressant.

"Then I'll mark you?" After realizing this, Jiang Shuyi cautiously brushed Wen Yao's hair aside.

Wen Yao's pink glands were flushed, surrounded by the scent of roses.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit uneasy again, "Is it really okay?"

"Jiang Shuyi." Wen Yao leaned against her shoulder, softly whispering her name.

"... You're so annoying."

It was clearly an insult, but Jiang Shuyi felt that it sounded sweet, like a spoiled child.

—This must be my illusion.

Jiang Shuyi closed her mouth and leaned into Wen Yao's glands.

". . ."

As Jiang Shuyi bit down on Wen Yao's gland, Wen Yao completely leaned into Jiang Shuyi's embrace.

When she looked up, she saw the striking mole on Wen Yao's neck, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch it...

Wen Yao's shoulder trembled slightly, and she shot Jiang Shuyi a cold glance.

But her body melted against Jiang Shuyi's shoulder like a puddle of water.

The heat from the heat combined with the warmth transferred to Jiang Shuyi.

The scent of roses carried a burning sensation, with just one bite, Jiang Shuyi felt as if she saw a whole bunch of roses burning in fierce flames.

Like a wildfire.

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After a while, the room service brought a bowl of porridge and a bowl of noodles and placed them at the door.

Both were ordered by Jiang Shuyi.

After all, it was already noon.

"Eat something, you haven't eaten anything since this morning, and now it's already noon."

Jiang Shuyi picked up the tray from the door and placed it on the low table in the room, glancing at Wen Yao, who was standing to her left.

Wen Yao held onto her arm, showing no intention of letting go.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi felt that it was a bit difficult to go to the bathroom like this.

"You seem to have a bit of a fever, let's just have some porridge today?" She took the opportunity to ruffle Wen Yao's hair.

". . ." Wen Yao didn't respond.

"Although this porridge probably doesn't have much flavor, you should eat a little."

"I'm hungry too."

After all, it was already noon, and Jiang Shuyi, who digests quickly, was already hungry.

Wen Yao didn't let go of Jiang Shuyi's hand, her gaze coldly fixed on the chopsticks in Jiang Shuyi's hand.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi felt a bit uncomfortable under her gaze. She looked at her bowl, which had added pickled peppers and beef slices, and it indeed looked more appetizing than Wen Yao's bowl of porridge.

Of course, eating something delicious in front of a sick person made her feel a bit guilty, but she still said sternly:

"You're a patient, running a fever, you can't eat spicy food."

". . ." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi without saying a word, lowering her head and pushing her bowl of porridge toward Jiang Shuyi.

She looked at Jiang Shuyi, her eyes still carrying a hint of warm moisture.

"Ah."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi, who was about to put noodles in her mouth, froze in mid-air.

Although the word "Ah" is often used as an exclamation, in this context, Jiang Shuyi could only think of another meaning of "Ah."

— That cold little professor is asking me to feed her?

... This adorable yet somewhat rule-breaking creature, what on earth is going on?

". . ." Jiang Shuyi didn't know how many times her brain had short-circuited today.

After a moment, she quietly put down her chopsticks and, responding to the request, turned to pick up the spoon from the bowl.

Wen Yao quietly watched her.

Jiang Shuyi scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it a few times, and brought it to Wen Yao's mouth, "Here."

Wen Yao quietly opened her mouth and slowly swallowed the porridge.

"Is it good?" Jiang Shuyi asked.

"... Your cooking tastes a bit better." Wen Yao replied softly, her head lowered.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi put down the spoon and wiped her face.

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you in the future."

"It's not a big deal..."

Jiang Shuyi's gaze became a bit unfocused.

Wen Yao quietly responded, "Mm."

"Do you want some side dishes?" Jiang Shuyi asked, seeing her obedient demeanor.

"Mm... just a little." Wen Yao's voice was as cold as usual.

However, her hand still showed no intention of letting go of Jiang Shuyi's arm.

"... Oh." Jiang Shuyi carefully placed the side dishes on the spoon, then scooped another spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and brought it to her mouth.

If Song Jinxi saw this, she would definitely shake her head and say this was a very inefficient way to eat.

However, Jiang Shuyi didn't feel that there was anything wrong and continued to feed Wen Yao.

She felt she could feed her for a lifetime!

". . ." Wen Yao lowered her gaze and slightly opened her mouth.

Jiang Shuyi picked up another portion of side dishes, and when she looked at her bowl, she couldn't help but exclaim, "... My noodles are getting soggy."

Wen Yao lowered her head, closed her mouth, and looked at Jiang Shuyi with a cold expression, "... So you're not going to feed me anymore?"

"I want to feed you!" Jiang Shuyi quickly replied, feeling nervous.

She started picking up side dishes again, scooping porridge to bring to the mouth of the Omega who was holding her arm...

一This person is really not good for my heart.

Jiang Shuyi thought carefully as she continued to feed the Omega.

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