Chapter 3 – Classroom (Slightly H)

Jiang Wangyue lowered her head, her long eyelashes casting shadows. The delicate, aloof expression was gone, replaced by the afterglow of desire, even as her length remained buried deep inside Pei An.

She had expected the notoriously impish Pei An to make excessive demands for her pleasure, but Pei An merely brushed aside her damp hair and wiped the sweat from her brow, saying, “Well… I just want you to tutor me.”

Just tutoring? Jiang Wangyue looked up, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, then said, “What I know… you know too.”

Pei An chuckled softly. “There are many things I want to learn from you.”

Jiang Wangyue stared at her. Was there anything this darling of the heavens couldn’t do?

Pei An nuzzled her cheek. “There are things I don’t know, right?”

Jiang Wangyue wore an expression that said, “How did you know what I was thinking again?” Pei An laughed as she leaned over her, causing her lower body to tremble.

Jiang Wangyue realized that the length buried inside her was starting to react again. Ignoring Pei An’s words, she quickly retreated, pulling her softening-yet-hardening shaft out of Pei An. A blush crept across her face as she turned away from her.

Pei An propped up her chin, watching her dress in a flustered manner, hiding the little guy that was trying to rise again. “So energetic,” she remarked.

Jiang Wangyue pretended not to hear, quietly saying with her back turned, “You should clean up too.”

Pei An replied, “Jiang Wangyue, this is your doing.”

Jiang Wangyue paused mid-step. Her back stiffened, but she didn’t turn around. She stood there silently.

Pei An continued, “So it’s only right that you clean it up.”

The differentiation room fell into silence. Neither of them spoke again, yet a subtle tension hung between them. After a long moment, Jiang Wangyue’s shoulders, which had been slightly tense, finally relaxed.

“I understand,” she said quietly.

She took a clean towel from the corner of the differentiation room, soaked it in hot water, and lowered her gaze as she carefully wiped Pei An’s smooth, pale skin.

Pei An watched her with amusement as Jiang Wangyue, looking all businesslike, wiped away the sticky liquid that had once again overflowed from her own body. The warm towel, slightly rough in texture, brushed across her still-sensitive lower half, drawing a soft, involuntary mo*n from Pei An’s lips—low, breathy, and teasingly pleasant as it lingered in Jiang Wangyue’s ears.

Jiang Wangyue’s hands faltered for a second before she quickly steadied herself. The tips of her ears flushed red, though her face remained expressionless as she continued cleaning Pei An’s body with quiet precision.

Pei An reclined leisurely, watching every flicker of expression on Jiang Wangyue’s face, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile.

After wiping her down once, Jiang Wangyue took another towel to dry away the remaining moisture. When she was done, she looked straight into Pei An’s eyes and said evenly, “It’s done.”

Pei An’s smile deepened. “Are you just completing a task right now? Can’t you at least pretend to be a bit more gentlemanly?”

Expressionless, Jiang Wangyue replied, “I’m simply not very practiced at this.”

Pei An chuckled and said, “You’ll get the hang of it after doing it a few more times. I’ll teach you.”

Jiang Wangyue was once again provoked by the teasing tone in her words. She frowned and asked, “You’re very skilled?”

Pei An leisurely put on her school uniform, hiding her fair, smooth skin beneath it. The well-developed curves of her body formed an alluring silhouette. Jiang Wangyue shifted her gaze, her steps carrying her toward the differentiation room’s door.

“It’s my first time,” Pei An said with a smile.

Jiang Wangyue’s fingers rested on the door handle, unsure of what emotions stirred inside her.

Pei An didn’t say anything else, and it was precisely this silence that made the guilt and regret hidden deep inside Jiang Wangyue surface. She spoke, “Are you helping me?”

Pei An replied, “No, I just want to f*ck you.”

The apology in Jiang Wangyue’s heart instantly evaporated. Her gaze lowered, and she opened the door to the differentiation room. Outside, the evening air greeted her, a cool breeze brushing her face. Only then did she realize how ambiguous the scent in the room had been.

Pei An glanced at the setting sun and said behind her, “Hmm, about an hour or so. Is that considered long-lasting?”

Jiang Wangyue’s fists clenched in frustration. She stepped away from the differentiation room, which was still thick with the lingering scent of pheromones, and Pei An let out a light laugh behind her.

Jiang Wangyue had differentiated into an alpha.

On the school’s major leaderboard, Jiang Wangyue’s name was changed from beta to alpha, and her score was closely matched with the omega Pei An’s, always switching positions—one moment Pei An was ahead, the next, it was Jiang Wangyue.

Everyone speculated whether the most outstanding omega, Pei An, and the top alpha, Jiang Wangyue, would spark some kind of chemistry, but as of now, it seemed like the two weren’t particularly close.

Jiang Wangyue finished the last complex question, the intricate circuit diagrams and component structures coming together under her hands. The classroom was already empty, the corner of the curtain fluttering in the breeze, revealing the half-dipped evening sun outside.

After that incident, Pei An hadn’t approached her again. Jiang Wangyue sighed with relief, but strangely felt a bit uneasy. Normally, Pei An would either be standing nearby, smiling and pointing out the mistakes in her work, or silently doing her own thing.

Today, Pei An had left early.

Jiang Wangyue gathered her scattered thoughts, returned to her usual calm state, and walked out of the now-empty classroom.

Suddenly, she was bumped back a step by someone approaching from the front. The sweet scent of roses, strong and intoxicating, surrounded her.

So hot.

Jiang Wangyue was momentarily stunned by the warmth of the person and helped her steady herself, “You…?”

Pei An raised her head from Jiang Wangyue’s embrace, her brows slightly furrowed. A faint blush spread across her pale, beautiful face, and a thin sheen of sweat appeared on her neck.

She had left the classroom early because she sensed something was off with her body. However, omega’s heat came on too suddenly and intensely, and she hadn’t had time to take the suppressant, so she chose to return and look for Jiang Wangyue.

Jiang Wangyue was suddenly enveloped by her pheromones, her body trembling slightly as a numb, tingling ache surged in her lower abdomen. She stepped back a little, but Pei An relentlessly moved forward, closing the classroom door. Her voice was breathless as she said, “Hmm… help me.”

Jiang Wangyue gazed at her face, so close she could feel Pei An’s warm breath, laced with the intoxication of roses. Her pheromones were spreading uncontrollably, threatening to cause a stir if other alphas sensed them.

Pei An’s scent made her body go weak, but she still averted her gaze, saying, “I’ll get you an inhibitor. Wait here.”

Pei An stepped forward, pressing against Jiang Wangyue, her feverish body brushing against her exposed skin. Her fingertips touched her school uniform pants, her eyes filled with tears, “I don’t want an inhibitor, hmm… I want you.”

Jiang Wangyue’s lower body tightened, and she shuddered, taking another step back until her lower back hit her desk. The heat inside her intensified, as if Pei An was forcing her into premature heat. “N-no, you…”

“Just consider it compensation for when I helped you last time, okay?” Pei An’s voice was soft, her dazed peach blossom eyes filled with her reflection.

Jiang Wangyue wanted to say, you clearly said last time that you just wanted to have s*x with me, but the words caught in her throat, and the tips of her ears turned red. She couldn’t say it.

“Just once,” Pei An said in a hoarse voice, her eyes full of alluring moisture. Jiang Wangyue would definitely not abandon her; she had seen that she was vulnerable to this approach.

Pei An felt increasingly uncomfortable, her lower abdomen contracting, spurting out clear fluid. She wrapped her arms around Jiang Wangyue’s waist, rubbing against her, unable to stop mo*ning, “Wangyue… hmm, ah…”

She lowered her head, gently licking and kissing Jiang Wangyue’s neck, her hand reaching into her school uniform pants, grasping her c*ck.