Chapter 6 – Going Home

Jiang Wangyue’s eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion. “What are you doing?”

Pei An arched a brow. “What, do you think I’m going to eat you?”

Jiang Wangyue wanted to say, you already did, but she bit back the words and silently stepped closer. Pei An leaned against her, lowering her gaze as she unfolded a soft towel and gently wrapped it around Jiang Wangyue’s still-sensitive length.

The cool touch made Jiang Wangyue shiver. “Cold,” she murmured.

Pei An laughed softly at the sight—like a little golden retriever shaking off water. Her movements were unhurried and teasing, wiping away every trace of what clung to Jiang Wangyue’s skin with alternating light and firm strokes.

Feeling awkward, Jiang Wangyue shifted back. “That’s enough.”

Pei An didn’t answer. Half-lidding her eyes, she slid a hand around Jiang Wangyue’s waist to keep her from retreating and mischievously brushed against the sensitive tip once more.

Jiang Wangyue caught her wrist. Pei An looked up from within her embrace, eyes glinting. “What’s wrong? Afraid you’ll want me again?”

Jiang Wangyue exhaled. “Yeah. Satisfied now?”

Pei An’s lips curved in amusement. She handed over a clean towel—Jiang Wangyue understood what she meant. After a brief pause, she accepted it.

Her body was stiff as she helped the omega in her arms wipe away the sticky liquid overflowing from her depths, while Pei An, ever unrestrained, kept shifting and brushing against her, letting out faint, alluring breaths that seemed to melt the air between them.

Jiang Wangyue focused on cleaning up, her movements quiet and precise. The faint, ambiguous scent that had filled the classroom gradually faded as the room dimmed.

Pei An let out a soft hum. “Mmm… alright, alright.”

Jiang Wangyue paused mid-motion. She bit back the words on her tongue, but in the end, she couldn’t resist throwing them back at her. “Afraid I’ll want to do it with you again?”

Pei An chuckled. The satisfaction on her face made her look like a languid cat, utterly at ease. Without the slightest embarrassment, she began slipping back into her uniform right in front of Jiang Wangyue—her every movement deliberate and slow, as though she wanted to make sure Jiang Wangyue saw the enticing curve of her body before she covered it.

Pei An was, after all, Pei An—no matter how plain the school uniform, it looked striking on her.

She blinked lazily and said, “That’s enough for today.”

Jiang Wangyue didn’t bother asking what she meant. She simply lowered her eyes and dressed in silence. The two of them walked out of the classroom like casual lovers parting ways after a one-night stand.

Pei An spoke first. “Let’s go back together.”

Jiang Wangyue didn’t look at her. “Back where?”

Pei An stepped a little closer. “I’ll walk you home.”

“Will I get kidnapped on the way?” Jiang Wangyue asked.

It was evening, and a few students were still lingering around. As the two walked along the cobblestone path, Pei An’s hand brushed lightly against the back of hers. “Hmm… maybe the one who kidnaps you will be me.”

Several students passing by noticed them walking together—some looked surprised, others exchanged knowing, teasing glances, and a few cast less-than-friendly looks in Jiang Wangyue’s direction.

Pei An greeted them all with a smile, returning each “Senior Pei” and “Senior Jiang” one after another. From the nearby laboratory building, a figure strolled out, hands shoved in her pockets, looking lazy and nonchalant.

Pei An let out a short laugh. The person—Chi Ye—had clearly spotted them too. She turned and walked toward them, tugging down her gold-rimmed glasses in a mock gesture, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Giving them a once-over, she said in her uniquely slurred tone, “Yo, guess what?”

Pei An didn’t bother with pleasantries and replied with a smile, “What do you want?”

It wasn’t that Pei An was being rude—it was just that Chi Ye was never serious about anything. When they were little, she refused to play “Father” or “Mother” in make-believe games and insisted on being “the blackboard.” In school, she didn’t like studying or dating; instead, she spent her time wondering whether the old gatekeeper had trimmed his nails that day.

Despite that, Chi Ye was a top student specializing in chemical technology and materials. The moment she entered the lab, she became a completely different person—like a mad scientist always on the verge of conducting a human experiment.

To be honest, Pei An thought there was something seriously off about her. If the Chi and Pei families weren’t distant relatives, Chi Ye’s name would never have appeared on her list of friends.

Chi Ye, on the other hand, didn’t think there was anything wrong with her. She actually knew better than anyone how sly Pei An could be—once Pei An set her sights on something, she never let go. Ordinary people didn’t stand a chance.

Chi Ye had a nose like a hound—there was no hiding anything from her. She could practically smell what had gone on between the two of them. She gave Jiang Wangyue a look of regret—what a good kid, really.

Jiang Wangyue blinked in confusion. Chi Ye just chuckled and said, “It’s nothing. The assessment’s coming up, right? Let me join your group.”

The assessment was a long-standing tradition at the Third Military and Political Academy. Every A/B/O who turned eighteen had to participate, forming four-person teams to complete a series of missions.

If a team managed to place near the top, the rewards were generous. And joining these two? A high ranking was practically guaranteed. Besides, Pei An probably wouldn’t care much about the prizes—leaving Chi Ye with more to pick from later.

Pei An smiled sweetly. “My team doesn’t take in freeloaders.”

Jiang Wangyue looked at her. “Since when are “we” a team?”

Pei An replied with mock seriousness, “Just now. I said you’re in, and you agreed.”

Jiang Wangyue froze for a second before realizing what she meant. Her ears flushed pink, and she bit her lip, saying nothing.

Though Chi Ye’s combat ability wasn’t as high as Pei An’s or Jiang Wangyue’s—she was a Beta, after all—as a budding researcher, her “biochemical weapons” were in high demand. Pretending not to catch the double meaning in Pei An’s words, she said, “Who are you calling a freeloader? Other people beg me to join their teams.”

She rummaged through her pockets and pulled out two irregularly shaped little spheres. “Here, take these—freshly developed goodies.”

Chi Ye was quite confident in her bribery, and Pei An paused for a moment, insisting on dragging it out. “Let’s think about it,” she said.

Chi Ye shot her a disdainful glance. “You’re putting your lover over your friends. Whatever. My name better appear on your list.”

As Chi Ye left, she boldly patted Jiang Wangyue on the shoulder. “Don’t be fooled by her looks. Keep being the last one to leave—the school’s boss.”

Once she sauntered away, Pei An whispered, “Who would’ve thought the reason our Jiang Wangyue was the last one to leave was because she was hiding out in the classroom, huh?”

Jiang Wangyue closed her eyes in irritation but managed to hold her temper.

She needed to find a way to shut her up.

Pei An, standing beside her, was grinning widely. Teasing Jiang Wangyue always lifted her mood.

Jiang Wangyue’s home was in the West Sixth District, far from the city center, and the area wasn’t known for its safety.

Passing through the run-down alleys and narrow lanes, the walls were plastered with a myriad of small advertisements. The smell of food wafted from the homes, and clothes of every color were carelessly strewn across balconies.

Hearing the familiar sounds, a child sitting on a stool, holding a bowl and watching cartoons, poked his head out and shouted, “Big Sister Wangyue~”

“Big Sister Wangyue is back?” a little girl on the floor above leaned out from the window and shouted in delight.

Pei An let out a soft laugh, but Jiang Wangyue was a bit annoyed. She ignored her, offering only a faint smile to the children.

Pei An laughed. “Hahaha, are you the Monkey King? Is this the Flower-Fruit Mountain?”

Jiang Wangyue: “…” I’m getting annoyed now.

With Pei An there, Jiang Wangyue didn’t feel like teasing the kids either. She kept quiet and walked through the alley.

The West Sixth District was home to ordinary people—chaotic and messy, often a hotspot for fights among various groups. Broken bottles and cigarette butts were scattered everywhere.

“You should go back,” Jiang Wangyue said. “This place isn’t suitable for you.”

Pei An chuckled lightly. “Is there anything in this world that isn’t suitable for me?” She grinned and stepped even closer to her.

Jiang Wangyue remained silent. She knew that once Pei An set her mind on something, she would go through with it no matter what.

Pei An and Jiang Wangyue walked side by side, drawing attention with their strikingly different appearances—one cold and distant, the other warm and radiant. Jiang Wangyue furrowed her brows and quickened her pace.

However, since they were both wearing the Third Military Academy’s uniforms, no one dared to approach them.

The alleys of the West Sixth District were all named and numbered. The one near Jiang Wangyue’s house was called Happiness Lane.

“It sounds so happy,” Pei An said with a grin. “You make me so happy too.”

Jiang Wangyue: “…”

She stopped in front of a large iron gate and said simply, “I’m here. You can go now.”

Jiang Wangyue didn’t see the need to indulge in any grand gestures of chivalry. She believed that whether one was an Alpha or an Omega, they were all still human. Besides, no one could hurt Pei An.

Pei An raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going in? Are you planning to sleep in front of the gate?” She smirked. “Are your parents home?”

Jiang Wangyue: “…They’re not.”

Pei An: “Hehehe.”