Younger top, hard-working top x cool, aloof screen queen bottom. She used to be her teacher, and the top is seven years younger. (Marriage first, love later)
"Come to the hotel. Your wife and my wife are in the same bed..."
Gu Shiyu got divorced.
She had seen with her own eyes her childhood sweetheart of three years lying in someone else's bed, calling her useless and crying as she yelled, "You're only a beta. You can't smell pheromones, and you can't give me anything!"
But she never imagined she would marry the wife of her ex's affair partner.
And that woman was her, homeroom teacher in high school.
"Ms. Ruan... It's been a while."
In a narrow alley, the woman wore a figure-hugging qipao and a trench coat, her expression detached.
"Divorced?"
"Y-yes, divorced." Gu Shiyu lowered her head and lit a cigarette.
The crisp sound of high heels rang out. The other woman moved closer, a cigarette between her lips as well. Its tip touched the tiny flame. Her red lips parted as she exhaled a plume of smoke. "I'm divorced too. So... will you marry me?"
"Huh???"
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"Teacher..."
On their first night as newlyweds, Gu Shiyu was so nervous and awkward that she wanted to run away.
"Don't know how?" The other woman hooked an arm around her neck, her breath softly brushing her ear. "I'll teach you..."
"I can't. I'm a beta. I don't have pheromones, so I can't soothe you..."
"No pheromones? You still have hands and a mouth, don't you?"
That night, Gu Shiyu was teased until her face turned bright red, while her teacher instructed her with great severity...
From then on, rumors had it that the icy screen queen, who supposedly couldn't stand physical contact, clung to Gu Shiyu's shoulders every night as if she would melt into her arms.
Flushed cheeks, lingering kisses.
Red wine poured over her body, and she made Gu Shiyu dry every inch of her.
Even her glands were bitten until they swelled, and still she wanted more.
Gu Shiyu slowly, step by step, sank into it.
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Ruan Xiyan had grown up under the weight of her family's oppression. Even her buttons had to be fastened to the top, and every word and action was strictly controlled.
Born into a family of scholars, she was considered a model celebrity by everyone around her, even after entering the entertainment industry.
No one knew she had loved someone for a long time. That person had once been her student, and later... had gotten married.
She was a traditional woman. She would never disregard propriety and seduce her own student, nor would she ever destroy her student's family.
But...
The carefully planned game had finally reached its last move.
The person occupying Gu Shiyu's wife's place didn't know how to cherish her.
Ruan Xiyan curled her lips into a smile
Gu Shiyu was divorced.
They were married.
Ruan Xiyan pressed herself against her lover's arms, gently stroking her soft lips with a fingertip. Her eyes were flushed pink at the corners, and alluring tears shimmered in them. "Shiyu..."
"I feel so uncomfortable."
"Help me."
Her body had been ripe for a long time, waiting only for her comfort. Any touch made her heart tremble.
That person belonged to her completely...
Her frenzied love could not be spoken aloud, and her repressed feelings had turned into a twisted desire.
Later, Gu Shiyu held her, so embarrassed she wanted the ground to swallow her. "Ms. Ruan, this isn't right..."
In the dressing room, in front of the full-length mirror.
The woman clung to her, her legs draped over Gu Shiyu's arms, her qipao in disarray. Though her expression was cool and distant, she undid the frog closures one by one, shedding the shackles of restraint.
"Look at me..." She forced Gu Shiyu to face the mirror, to look at the tempting body reflected there.
The Omega's cheeks were flushed. She tilted her head back, calling Gu Shiyu's name again and again.
"Shiyu."
Gu Shiyu's ears were always red. She silently fulfilled every one of Ruan Xiyan's demands, obediently doing as she was told and obediently kissing her...
Note: No children, no non-human anatomy, both are each other's first.
Theme: Even when facing adversity, never give up. Hold fast to your convictions.