So Hot, Help Me
Lin Meng had followed Yun Huaizhu the whole way. When she noticed something off about Yun Huaizhu, she guessed Yun Huaizhu might be starting to present.
When Lin Meng wrapped her arms around Yun Huaizhu, Yun Huaizhu instinctively pressed herself close.
Yun Huaizhu truly felt unbearably hot. Having finally found something cool to press against, she clung to it desperately.
In truth, she grabbed Lin Meng's wind-chilled hand and pressed it to her burning cheek. “So cool… so comfortable.”
Damn it. She had to get Yun Huaizhu a pheromone suppressant, now.
But it was already two-thirty in the morning, and almost all the pharmacies in the city proper were closed.
Lin Meng let Yun Huaizhu hold her right hand against her own face and neck while she opened her phone and searched for a nearby twenty-four-hour pharmacy.
When Lin Meng found the nearest twenty-four-hour pharmacy still open at this hour, her vision went black—it was twenty kilometers away.
At first, Lin Meng assumed there wouldn't be a soul on the road at two in the morning, and she considered taking Yun Huaizhu with her to buy the medicine. But just as she was about to act on that idea, voices drifted over from the quiet street.
“Wow, something smells so good. Do you smell that?”
“I've never smelled such a strong omega pheromone before. Who is it?”
At that, Lin Meng immediately pulled Yun Huaizhu forward and bolted like a startled rabbit. She'd almost forgotten—Yun Huaizhu was about to present as an S-rank omega. Her pheromones were incredibly intense; ordinary people couldn't withstand that kind of temptation.
She had to get Yun Huaizhu to a safe place before her pheromones became uncontrollable!
Although the nearest twenty-four-hour pharmacy was twenty kilometers away, the nearest hotel was only two hundred meters away.
Lin Meng hesitated for only a second before dragging Yun Huaizhu, who had been clinging to her and wouldn't let go, toward the hotel. The thread of coolness gradually brought Yun Huaizhu back to her senses. Still clinging tightly to Lin Meng, she demanded with hostility, “You… who exactly are you? What do you want with me?”
Startled by her words, Lin Meng quickly looked down at Yun Huaizhu, who was leaning askew, almost half her body draped over Lin Meng.
Yun Huaizhu still felt as if she were peering through a layer of fog. All she knew was that she felt terrible, and only by pressing close to this person could she briefly soothe the burning in her heart.
After staring into Yun Huaizhu's pitiful, hazy, tear-filled eyes for ten seconds, Lin Meng confirmed that Yun Huaizhu hadn't recognized her. But she wasn't about to let herself get swept up, either. She reached out and felt around the pockets of Yun Huaizhu's coat.
Yun Huaizhu's body heat seeped through the soft fabric into her palm. Yun Huaizhu sensed the intrusion and nearly pushed Lin Meng away in anger, but Lin Meng stubbornly kept searching her pockets. When she didn't find it in the outer coat, she moved to Yun Huaizhu's inner layers, and finally found her ID card in Yun Huaizhu's shirt pocket.
But Yun Huaizhu, in the throes of her first heat, was extremely sensitive. When Lin Meng's ice-cold hands touched her upper body, Yun Huaizhu couldn't help letting out a strange moan.
Lin Meng froze at the sound. Her face betrayed nothing, but the rims of her ears turned red.
As expected of an S-rank omega—not only was she stunningly beautiful with a top-tier figure, even her voice…
Lin Meng pushed the thoughts down. The most important thing now was to help Yun Huaizhu get through this heat safely. If Yun Huaizhu didn't suffer that kind of harm, the later plot would change bit by bit as well.
Yun Huaizhu was stubborn. She believed that Lin Meng, who was holding onto her and refusing to let go, meant her harm—even though it was clearly Yun Huaizhu herself who had been clinging to the other woman the whole time.
Lin Meng didn't waste another word. She grabbed Yun Huaizhu's hand and ran toward the hotel.
By now, Yun Huaizhu seemed extremely resistant to her touch. Even when they were almost at the hotel entrance, she kept saying, “You—who exactly are you… If you don't let go of me right now, I'll call the police. You…”
Lin Meng abruptly stopped at these words. She turned and stared at Yun Huaizhu through her glasses, which glinted with the streetlights. Word by word, she said solemnly, “If you don't want to be caught by Su Yutang, if you don't want to be locked in a cage, then be good and listen to me. I have a way to save you.”
Yun Huaizhu's muddled brain caught the key phrases—“Su Yutang,” “locked in a cage,” “save you.”
The emotions she had been holding back all this time finally erupted. She no longer resisted Lin Meng's touch; instead, she trembled uncontrollably and clutched Lin Meng's hand—warmed by Yun Huaizhu's feverish body until it was lukewarm—in a death grip. “No… I don't want to go back. Save me, I don't want to live like this anymore, save me…”
When Lin Meng saw the helpless, pitiful expression Yun Huaizhu wore, she instantly understood why the domineering CEOs in novels couldn't help but soften when they saw certain delicate little white flowers in tears.
She was the same right now. The sight of this beauty weeping was truly too beautiful. And only up close could Lin Meng see the tiny tear mole at the corner of Yun Huaizhu's eye, the size of a needle's tip.
Truly both pitiful and seductive.
Lin Meng couldn't help reaching out to wipe the tears from her face. “Don't cry. I'll help you. So stop talking and be good—just follow me.”
As if comforted, Yun Huaizhu nodded obediently. She bent her head and buried it in the crook of Lin Meng's neck. Lin Meng felt her wet lashes brush against her neck.
It tickled a little.
After entering the hotel, she deliberately glanced at the name tag on the front desk clerk's chest. Luckily, the clerk on night duty was a beta. She handed over Yun Huaizhu's ID card.
The clerk looked at the photo on the ID, then raised her eyes to Lin Meng. She frowned slightly. “Sorry, miss, but to book a room at our hotel, we need the ID of the person themselves.”
Lin Meng reached out and gently pinched Yun Huaizhu's chin. She didn't dare let Yun Huaizhu show her whole face—only let the clerk catch a rough impression—then, with a very possessive air, pressed Yun Huaizhu's face back into the crook of her neck. “I didn't bring my ID when I left the house; this is my girlfriend's ID. She's in heat right now—it's urgent. Very urgent. Please process it quickly.”
The hotel clerk looked from the person without ID to the person in heat—delirious and barely conscious—and wariness gradually surfaced on her face.
She was starting to suspect that the person in front of her was abducting this extremely beautiful omega.
But in the very next moment, the omega reached up and intimately hooked both arms around Lin Meng's neck. Her thin lips parted slightly, revealing a reddened tongue that licked the woman's fair neck.
“So hot, help me…”
The hotel clerk: “?”