After Transmigrating Into an Omega, I Was Marked by the Enemy

er, and once the temperature became warm, he removed Yan Qiu’s pants with familiar ease. 

Over the past few days, Ji Xinglan had been touching his pants far more than Yan Qiu did.
Yan Qiu’s face turned red because of it. 

Yan Qiu’s knees were a little pink.
Ji Xinglan had him kneel on the couch and pushed up his sweater.
Then, he grabbed his chin and ordered him to open his mouth.
“Come.
Bite it for me.” 

Yan Qiu didn’t understand what he wanted to do, so he simply swallowed his embarrassment and bit the hem of his sweatshirt.
Immediately, his vision grew dark—he was blindfolded. 

It was dark in front of him.
He could only see a bit of light through the gaps of the cloth.
Yan Qiu’s calves trembled a little, because he did not know what Ji Xinglan wanted to do. 

He felt Ji Xinglan kiss him, and Yan Qiu could not help but tremble, making himself look a little too pure.
Ji Xinglan sensed that he was trembling, so he could only comfort him in resignation and say, “Don’t be scared.”

But when Yan Qiu remembered that Ji Xinglan could see him while he was naked and that he himself couldn’t see anything because he was blindfolded, the sense of embarrassment grew by leaps and bounds.  

Ji Xinglan kissed him gently and even pried open his teeth.
The gentle and comfortable kiss caused Yan Qiu’s tense muscles to finally relax.
The aversion in his heart disappeared by quite a bit, and now, he just felt a little embarrassed. 

“Ji Xinglan, are you done fooling around?”

Yan Qiu knelt on the couch obediently and felt a hand on the top of his head.
He gently pushed his head down a little and pried open his lips and teeth with a finger.
Then, he tempted Yan Qiu with a sweet but dangerous voice.
“Come, open your mouth.”

Yan Qiu could not see anything, and he was just acting based on his instincts and Ji Xinglan’s guidance.
He was in a very passive situation.
Basically, before his head even reacted to the situation, he was already led around by Ji Xinglan.  

Suddenly, he heard the sound of shutters, and in panic, he quickly pulled his blindfold down.

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“You took pictures?” Yan Qiu’s face was abnormally red. 

 

“Don’t you want to see the picture I took?” Even after he did something bad, Ji Xinglan remained calm. 

Ji Xinglan turned the screen to him.
With just one glance, Yan Qiu saw the person on the screen.
The only thing covering his skin was a collar.  

It would have been even better for him to not wear anything instead of just a collar.
He had a piece of black cloth covering his eyes, and his hair hung down gently while he knelt on the couch obediently.
He held Ji Xinglan’s hem tightly, and he was using so much force that his fingertips were a little white. 

Forget about Ji Xinglan, even Yan Qiu himself felt his heart race in embarrassment when he saw this. 

Yan Qiu wanted to reach out to snatch the phone, but before he could grab it and delete the picture, Ji Xinglan had already put the phone away. 

Yan Qiu felt so embarrassed that he could fry an egg on his face, but he had no way of winning against Ji Xinglan, so he could only relent and say, “It’s fine if you’re the only one looking at it.
Don’t let anyone else see it.” 

Ji Xinglan kissed him and said, “There’s no way I will let others see it.”

Yan Qiu thought about it. ‘That’s right.
Ji Xinglan is a jealous person.
Forget about letting others see my private pictures, he won’t even let others look at me for long periods of time.’

The days grew colder in late autumn, and this week, it became even colder. 

The next day, after finishing lunch, Yan Qiu suddenly sneezed.  

While he rubbed his nose, he felt his skin. ‘Why do my sneezes sound cute now too? I really feel like I’ve turned from a tiger into a kitten.’

“Are you sick?” Ji Xinglan handed him a tissue paper and actually grumbled about the fact he was wearing too little clothes.
“Why are you wearing so little? Serves you right.”

Yan Qiu took over the tissue paper and gritted his teeth. 

This morning, he only wore a little more than usual when Ji Xinglan forced him to wear an additional sweatshirt.
He already did what Ji Xinglan asked him to, and he actually scoffed at him for wearing too little? Then, why did this bastard constantly ask him to move around in the room while naked? 

Ji Xinglan held his hand and slowly laced their fingers together.
Yan Qiu’s fingers were cold, while Ji Xinglan’s hand was warm. 

Nevertheless, he had something else on his mind.
He was only thinking about Bai Yuanyuan’s ghost story. 

Indeed, alphas had a lot of yang energy. 

Once he got out of the restaurant, Ji Xinglan led Yan Qiu in the direction of the classroom.
Yan Qiu looked at the forest ahead of them and asked warily, “What are we doing?” 

“I’m getting a warm patch for you.” Ji Xinglan knew that his mind went straight to the gutter, and he smiled in resignation.
He brought Yan Qiu into the supermarket. 

His face was devoid of expression, and he just watched coolly as Yan Qiu refused to let go of his hand and treated him as a warm stove.
“I’m buying a few heat packs for you, unless you’re thinking about holding my hand as well while we’re in class?”

 

Yan Qiu looked down.
He wanted to, but school disciplinary rules disallowed him from doing so.  (And they’re bullshit.)

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They had free time after lunch, so there were a lot of students queuing up to buy things in the supermarket.
There were even a few who were eating instant noodles at a corner.  

Ji Xinglan held a heat pack and grasped Yan Qiu’s hand as they walked through the supermarket.
If an alpha held an omega’s hand in a place as densely packed as a supermarket, it was basically the same as him writing “Hi, this is my partner” on his face. 

Once they paid for the goods, Yan Qiu quickly brought Ji Xinglan out and stopped beside the entrance with the confession wall. 

And Yan Qiu felt a little jealous that his name was not on the confession wall.
“Look.”

Ji Xinglan said nothing else and tore a post-it.
He signed his name in cursive and wrote a few words elegantly before he stuck the post-it on the wall.  

Behind his name were three words—I love you. 

Yan Qiu felt embarrassed when his name was stuck on the confession wall, and he quickly pushed Ji Xinglan away from the crime scene. 

Yet when the bell for afternoon classes rang, Yan Qiu suddenly remembered a major problem. 

Ji Xinglan wrote Yan Qiu’s name on the post-it.  

‘Well, this is going to be troublesome!’

Yan Qiu was so shocked that he nearly jumped up in class.
He had to go back and retrieve the post-it. 

However, he couldn’t just run out in the middle of class before everyone’s eyes.
The more anxious he was for class to end, the slower time seemed to pass. 

Yan Qiu anxiously and repeatedly picked up his terminal to check the time, but before class ended, he received Lin Wei’s message first.  

‘…Why did Lin Wei suddenly send a message to me?

‘This is bad.
Lin Wei is one of the few people who got to know both of us in the past.
Did she manage to figure out something?’

Yan Qiu’s heart raced.
He picked up his terminal and quietly opened the picture she sent, and when he saw it, it was a picture of Ji Xinglan’s post-it. 

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[Look.
Ji Xinglan’s love for Yan Qiu hasn’t ended.
You should break up ASAP.]

Yan Qiu had no idea what he should say about that. 

 

Mogumoguchan: Yes, thank you for telling us something so obvious, Lin Wei.
Also, school disciplinary rules are bullsh*t.
You have any idea how STUPID they are in the east? In my school, we aren’t allowed to wear socks of any other color except white.
WHY does it matter to you what color socks I wear? And when your hair is to a certain length, you must tie it.
Again, WHY? It’s not as if the universe is going to explode if I don’t tie my hair, is it?! And those are just TWO of the stupidest rules, there are so many more that don’t make sense.
Sorry, rant over. 

Neirith: Helping out with some no context edits this week.
Ensue confusion.
OwO 

lolimelon: sorry neirith!! my procrastination doesn’t mix well with essay deadlines >__<