I Woke Up Married to the Dean

[Coming Soon: After Mistakenly Marking the Omega Auntie Next Door] The blurb is below. Add it to your favorites if you like it! This story's pairing: a timid but tough, wife-fearing top who can't stop thinking about sex, and a cool, coquettish, chaste, old-fashioned bottom who melts at the first pounce Reader's Guide: 1. My writing is terrible, so please don't offer advice. If it's not for you, stop reading in time! 2. Don't take the characters' actions as a reflection on the author. Be kind to one another! 3. The characters aren't perfect, but both leads are each other's one and only! 4. Trust me, this is a sweet story! 5. In bold: A logic-free, awkward weirdo's story. Everything serves my kinks! Kindred spirits are welcome! Anti-piracy: 60% for 12 hours. Blurb 1 They say alcohol gives cowards courage. After the college entrance exams, Si Nanyu used her drunken courage to type out a long, essay-like confession text. Unfortunately, before she could send it, the alcohol got the better of her and she passed out. When she woke again, she was in the hospital. Wen Qingyan stood by the window, looking tired and impatient. The recipient of that long, mushy, essay-like confession. Her homeroom teacher, Wen Qingyan. Of course, this might have been the ending if she hadn't passed out. Thinking about how she'd gotten drunk and landed in the hospital just after turning eighteen, Si Nanyu hunched her shoulders and tried to ingratiate herself. "Ms. Wen..." "Hmph." Wen Qingyan let out a cold snort and made her signature glasses-adjusting gesture. It was enough to scare Si Nanyu into swallowing the words, "Please don't tell my mom." Si Nanyu had always both respected and feared Wen Qingyan, and "loved" her too. She never dared to defy her, always treated her gently, and did exactly as she was told. Without stopping to think, she first agreed with her teacher's lecture: "Ms. Wen is right." "Was it fun?" "What...?" Instead of the earnest lecture she'd expected, Si Nanyu looked up and saw Wen Qingyan's eyes rimmed red. Wen Qingyan asked her, one word at a time: "Si. Nan. Yu. Was pretending to have amnesia fun?" "Was bringing those tricks into bed fun?" Though everything was familiar, Wen Qingyan hadn't changed, and their relationship had only doubled in intensity: Wen Qingyan had become her wife. But her wife thought she was pretending to have amnesia. In her memories, Wen Qingyan had been a stern, meticulous teacher who devoted herself to educating students. Now she'd shed her white shirt, donned a bewitching veil, and came to her repeatedly in the dead of night. After several rounds of testing the waters, Si Nanyu stayed on edge at every moment, cautious in everything she did. Still, she couldn't resist the extreme contrast between Wen Qingyan by day and by night. By day, Wen Qingyan was her cold, domineering head of discipline. Her direct superior. By night, Wen Qingyan turned into a seductress, draining her essence. And making love to her tenderly. Little by little, Si Nanyu lost herself and grew bolder. Then Wen Qingyan pulled a divorce agreement out while tidying the room. Si Nanyu jolted awake from a dream. Just as she thought, she didn't deserve her... "Do you still want this?" "What?" "The divorce agreement you drafted half a year ago." I... I drafted it? I actually dared to divorce Wen Qingyan?! Si Nanyu was stunned. She snatched the agreement and shoved it into the shredder. "No divorce, no divorce! Not even a dog would get divorced!" After Mistakenly Marking the Omega Auntie Next Door Before returning to her hometown, Xu Nianshi angrily quit her job and accidentally marked an Omega. The kind of Omega with a slim, soft waist, who clung tight and was especially good at crying. Unfortunately, she couldn't find her. She felt a little lost. Her mother, Qiu Minmin, assumed she was upset about losing her job. When she came to meet her, she made a point of bringing along her considerate best friend, Shen Yishu. But when they met, Xu Nianshi didn't even know to greet her. Qiu Minmin fumed. "What are you staring at? You don't recognize Auntie Shen from next door?" She really didn't recognize her. If she did, how could she have bullied Shen Yishu until the corners of her eyes were red, forcing her to plead in a husky voice, "Help me...?" Her one-night stand was her mom's bestie. What a mess! Shen Yishu was gentle and mild-mannered. She raised her daughter alone and accepted her best friend's request to look after Xu Nianshi. But she felt guilty. Because she'd looked after her right into bed. Afterward, she tied on an apron, then tied on a ribbon. The ribbon concealed the trace of alpha pheromones. She looked every bit the devoted wife and mother. Gentle, soft-spoken, and warm. Yet she couldn't stop herself from running her foot along Xu Nianshi's calf under the table. Not at all like an auntie. It left Xu Nianshi too flustered to eat, and she started avoiding her. But after dodging her here and there, somehow she ended up at Shen Yishu's place. On the surface, she was tutoring Shen Yishu's daughter. In secret, whenever they were alone, she marked Shen Yishu thoroughly. The kitchen was thick with steam. The ribbon that had been meant to conceal her pheromones was now soaked with Shen Yishu's tears. The clamor was like a veil of modesty, so no one could hear Shen Yishu's seductive, alluring voice. Xu Nianshi asked, confused, "Auntie, are you going to finish cooking?" "I can..." Shen Yishu's voice quavered at the end. In a soft voice, she offered a solution: "And if I can't, you can eat me instead." Theme: Dreams are never out of reach.