MWMM Chapter 27: Like a Coquettish Little Kitten

Unaware of how much time had passed, Yan Yuzhou remained buried against Shen Ci’s shoulder, breathing in his scent hungrily. A profound sense of emptiness within him was gradually being filled.

Slowly, he regained some strength, and his mind cleared considerably. Realizing he was tightly held in Shen Ci’s embrace, he jerked away in a panic.

Shen Ci’s face darkened instantly, his entire demeanor shifting. Even the cold mountain air around him seemed to grow more biting.

Yan Yuzhou, burning hot, shivered slightly at the freezing scent. Seeing Shen Ci’s expression, he guessed he might have been too abrupt and impolite in pushing him away.

“Mr. Shen, I’m sorry about just now. Thank you.” Yan Yuzhou, blushing, tugged on Shen Ci’s sleeve, looking genuinely apologetic with a hint of coquettishness…

Shen Ci’s expression softened slightly at his apology. Perhaps mindful of Yan Yuzhou’s current emotional fragility, he didn’t take offense at being pushed away so abruptly.

He gave a soft “Hmm” and scanned Yan Yuzhou from head to toe, confirming that his fever had subsided. Relieved, he thought back to the past few days when only Sister Song had come and gone, delivering meals, without Yan Yuzhou stepping out once.

He had to admit, he had been a bit worried. Letting Yan Yuzhou smell his scent earlier provided him some comfort.

Just as Shen Ci was about to head back to his room, Yan Yuzhou quietly grabbed his arm, nibbling his lip and swaying his sleeve.

Like a coquettish little kitten.

Shen Ci found himself unable to move. This clingy kitten, now even pulling his sleeve to keep him from leaving… truly endearing.

With a slightly hoarse and heated voice, Shen Ci softened his tone, his gaze deepening. “What’s wrong?”

Yan Yuzhou looked conflicted, his eyes darting nervously. His tone was tentative, almost pleading, “Mr. Shen, can I ask you a favor?”

Shen Ci raised an eyebrow, curious about Yan Yuzhou’s request. What could this little kitten want?

“Can I… borrow some of your worn clothes?” Yan Yuzhou mustered the courage to ask, observing Shen Ci’s expression and noticing no displeasure before making his request.

Shen Ci lightly furrowed his brow, seemingly puzzled by Yan Yuzhou’s somewhat bizarre request. Then, he heard Yan Yuzhou hurriedly explain,

“Mr. Shen, please don’t misunderstand. I’m not some perverted collector or anything… it’s just, it’s just for when I’m in heat…”

Yan Yuzhou blinked rapidly, speaking cautiously. He noticed Shen Ci’s expression soften a bit.

It seemed his explanation worked, and as long as Shen Ci didn’t think he was a pervert, it was all good. Gaining a bit more confidence, Yan Yuzhou continued with a cheerful and seemingly considerate tone,

“Mr. Shen, you’re always so busy and hygienic. When I’m in heat, I feel bad bothering you repeatedly. Please, just lend me a couple of your clothes to smell so I can get through my heat period, and I’ll wash them and return them to you!”

He finished with a deliberately dignified smile, looking at Shen Ci with big, earnest eyes that seemed to say, “I’m very sincere.”

Sincere in only wanting your clothes, with no interest in you as a person at all.

Shen Ci’s face darkened instantly at the thought. This daring little kitten was treating him like a pheromone dispenser. Finding it troublesome to use the dispenser, he wanted a few substitutes for his convenience, under the guise of not wanting to trouble him.

With this in mind, Shen Ci’s initial impulse to immediately take off his clothes and hand them over cooled.

“I don’t agree.”

The four words came out of Shen Ci’s mouth, laced with a chilling coldness and gritted teeth.

“Ah?” Yan Yuzhou was utterly unprepared for such a straightforward and merciless rejection. Thinking Shen Ci might be overly concerned due to his cleanliness, he instinctively tried to negotiate, “If not a shirt, then a jacket would do…”

“None will do.” Shen Ci firmly reiterated his stance, then lightly tugged, pulling his sleeve out of Yan Yuzhou’s grasp.

Yan Yuzhou stared at his now empty hands, the hopeful glimmer in his eyes fading away like falling stars. Disappointed and unhappy, he muttered, “If not, then not, why be so harsh.”

He unconsciously sniffled, looking pitifully afraid.

Shen Ci was struck by his pitiful expression. So, omegas could play the pity card like this? With such an endearing and pitiful look, it made him want to go over and bite him hard.

Despite feeling soft inside, the shrewd CEO Shen still chose to cater to his own selfishness. Although he didn’t intend to fully mark this omega, letting him smell his scent occasionally wasn’t a bad idea.

He had plenty of his own pheromones to spare. Besides, the pitiful omega in front of him had a really pleasant tea scent. Not smelling it for two days made him feel like something was missing.

So, seeing Yan Yuzhou’s slightly pouting lips, Shen Ci suppressed his slight urge and calmly released some of his cold snow pheromones, which subtly wrapped around Yan Yuzhou’s nose, enticing him to release that refreshing tea scent.

Confused, Yan Yuzhou was led by Shen Ci, feeling the increasingly intense cold snow in the air. The blood in his veins started to boil, and naturally, the tea scent flowed out.

The atmosphere began to heat up again.

Yan Yuzhou gritted his teeth in silent frustration, feeling wronged. This alpha was so annoying! And he was so weak!

He had no resistance to Shen Ci’s pheromones, especially during his highly sensitive heat period. He had thick-skinnedly asked for a piece of clothing, and he wouldn’t even give him that…

It wasn’t like he was asking for anything else. Didn’t Shen Ci have plenty of clothes?

Feeling even more wronged, he suddenly lifted his head, stomped his feet twice in place, and gave Shen Ci a reproachful look. Before he completely fell apart, he turned and angrily ran back to his room, locking the door with a click.

Shen Ci watched Yan Yuzhou’s retreating back, thoughtfully stroking his chin. He suddenly recalled something Fan Qidao had said a few days ago before leaving his house:

“During these days, he might be physically and mentally fragile, needing an alpha’s comfort. Since you’ve already temporarily marked him, you should be kind to him and show some goodwill…”

Sighing in mild frustration, Shen Ci realized, was he too harsh just now?