The Married Life of a Heartthrob Female Alpha [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Trans)

Chapter 21

In Song Yi's room, there is a large balcony, from which you can see the sparse stars in the late night.

Walking in through the door, straight ahead is a large bed, next to it is a standing wardrobe, and when opened, it reveals seasonal clothing.

Her room layout is very modern, with light colors, a cool temperament, similar to her appearance.

Song Yi held the nesting basket, opened the door, and saw the cool interior, a handsome and clear-faced man with anxiety staring at something in front of him.

He was bare, with smooth curves on his arms and waist, exuding a healthy and beautiful luster, his neck, bitten into a mess, showing his fierceness.

Soft fabric draped over him, the sheets had been changed, their Omega skin in a feverish period, slightly rougher fabric causing their skin to turn red and break out in rashes.

After finishing, Song Yi's first action was to bring in the prepared soft fabric - a silk blanket, and hand it to him.

She hadn't prepared a soft, fluffy robe for him in advance, so she had to use the blanket first.

Pei Qingmian obediently accepted it, covering himself below the waist.

Then, like a little quail, he followed behind Song Yi, watching her bring out her belongings one by one.

Opening the wardrobe, she found her intimate clothes worn this year, soft and beautiful styles, making his ears turn red; from the drawer, she found the restraint ring she had worn for two years, with her scent on it, no longer in use due to its old style, only kept for collection, held tightly by Pei Qingmian, unwilling to let go; at the same time, she took off the watch she had worn on her wrist for a long time and placed it on the bed. . .

There was also Song Yi's cotton blanket - used from the age of five or six until now, with a history of twenty years, not thrown away due to its commemorative significance.

It had become very thin a few years ago, and Song Yi stored it at the bottom of the wardrobe until Pei Qingmian came to her room, anxious about the lack of nesting materials, and she remembered this blanket.

So, she opened the wardrobe, found this blanket with the scent of Song Yi's youth, and handed it to him.

The handsome and beautiful man held a pile of his partner's things, feeling satisfied, clumsily holding the pile, hurriedly running towards the bed.

Almost tripping on the carpet, Song Yi quietly called out to him from behind, asking him to slow down and not rush.

Pei Qingmian responded with his mouth, his steps as fast as a startled quail caught by a cat.

When he sat back on the bed, the novice nest builder Pei Qingmian fell into a new wave of confusion and anxiety.

After the last wave of emotions, his anxiety lay in the fact that he had no nesting materials until Song Yi satisfied him, and he briefly felt happy.

Now, the problem that troubled him has reappeared: How to build a nest? Nest-building is an instinct of Alpha and Omega, once differentiated, it is engraved in the genes, and few people cannot build a nest.

Song Yi knew that Pei Qingmian was not incapable, but as a newcomer, he dared not be sure he could make a very comfortable, perfect nest.

She understood his anxiety, so she gently told him that she was going out to get food and water, as well as the nest-building materials such as Pei Qingmian's personal clothing brought by family.

She also needed to build a nest, the instinct was already struggling and roaring inside her body, but she could give her lover some time to relieve anxiety.