Chapter 7: Beast

“Bang—”
Shi Ran sprang to her feet, and the chair toppled to the ground with a loud crash.

Her throat was dry and hoarse, unbearably thirsty.

Liu Qiu’s head kept tilting forward, again and again, each motion feeling like it was striking straight against Shi Ran’s heart.

Liu Qiu propped her elbow on the dining table and cast a vague glance in Shi Ran’s direction.

Her watery eyes shimmered, yet were veiled in an intoxicating mist of drunkenness.
The moment Shi Ran met her gaze, her heart skipped a beat.

Liu Qiu let out a small “ah” and murmured softly,
“Are you… ah… going to examine me too?”

“Boom—”
A wave of heat instantly swept through Shi Ran’s entire body, and she nearly fled in panic, bolting straight out of Liu Qiu’s home.

Bai Qingqing narrowed her eyes in delight at the scene, finally tipping over the edge.

She reached out, scooped Liu Qiu up around the waist, and carried her toward Liu Qiu’s bedroom.

This wasn’t enough.
The real nighttime program had only just begun.

After placing Liu Qiu on the bed, Bai Qingqing shed her clothes.
Her limbs transformed, her body stretched, and icy, hard scales spread across her snow-white skin.

In no time at all, a white serpent as thick as an arm appeared atop Liu Qiu’s bed.

The snake’s body was supple, slowly gliding upward along Liu Qiu’s calf.

From the white serpent’s snout flicked a slender, forked tongue.
This size was just right for mingling with humans.

Liu Qiu knew nothing of any of this.
She only felt unbearably hot all over, especially at the back of her neck, where the scorching heat relentlessly battered her reason until she could no longer think at all.

Her consciousness drifted in a haze.
When a trace of coolness swept over her, Liu Qiu instinctively clung to it, rubbing her cheek against it in an attempt to ease the burning inside her body.

The air was filled with a strong minty scent.
Bai Qingqing couldn’t smell it.
She was neither alpha nor omega—just a snake spirit from another world.

But she was very close to Liu Qiu and could catch a faint, pleasant fragrance.

The white serpent opened its jaws, sharp fangs sinking into the prey coiled within its grasp, slowly injecting venom.

The prey seemed to feel pain and whimpered softly, pitiful and maddening all at once.

The white serpent would not spare its prey.
It even found the warmest, most humid spot and struck straight at the vital point.

This strangulation lasted far too long—
so long that the white serpent’s entire body was slick with the prey’s sweat.

The white serpent hissed, its tongue flicking.
A blood-red glint flashed in its vertical pupils as it swayed its tail, liquid continuously flowing along its length into the prey’s body, infecting it.

Bai Qingqing loved it too much.
A Liu Qiu who moved, cried, and showed every possible expression was far better than a Liu Qiu who lay unconscious.

She couldn’t let Liu Qiu go.
Every time Liu Qiu fainted, Bai Qingqing used spells to wake her again.

She noticed something strange about Liu Qiu.
Logically speaking, with so many spells used, Liu Qiu should have sobered up long ago, not remained like this—eyes unfocused and empty.

Bai Qingqing didn’t care.
She even adored Liu Qiu in this dazed state.

“Qiuqiu, open it yourself with your hands.”

“Only then can I examine you properly.”

Liu Qiu nodded obediently.
“Okay.”
Her consciousness drifted as she touched something cold.
“W-wife, there… there seems to be something here.”

Bai Qingqing flicked her snake tongue.
“That’s an examination tool.
Qiuqiu, make sure you keep it well.”

Liu Qiu had no capacity to think and simply nodded instinctively.

The night was already very deep.
Bai Qingqing transformed back into human form and lay beside Liu Qiu, thoroughly satisfied, while Liu Qiu curled up into a small ball against Bai Qingqing’s arm.

She kept murmuring “wife” under her breath.

Clingy to the extreme.

After resting for a while, the heat inside Bai Qingqing subsided somewhat.
She got out of bed, intending to return to her own room.

It had been far too comfortable.
She almost wanted to remain entwined with Liu Qiu forever.

She glanced at Liu Qiu, activated a spell, and all the sticky moisture on the bed vanished without a trace.

At the same time, she erased every mark left on Liu Qiu’s body.

Liu Qiu was still drunk and would probably remember nothing upon waking.

Bai Qingqing curved her lips into a seductive smile.
Not remembering was perfect.
Every time she saw Liu Qiu’s ignorant, clueless expression, she felt a peculiar thrill deep inside.

After Bai Qingqing left, Liu Qiu slowly opened her eyes.
Mist clouded her gaze, and the back of her neck burned as if it were about to break down.

She didn’t know what had happened to her.
Her nose twitched, but she could no longer smell that sweet fragrance.

It was unbearable.
Her mood and her body both felt terrible.
Heat and tingling assaulted her nonstop.
Liu Qiu slowly stood up—she needed that scent.

And that scent seemed to belong to Bai Qingqing.
Why had Bai Qingqing left?
Liu Qiu felt wronged and whimpered softly,
“Wife… where are you?”

Bai Qingqing couldn’t hear her calls.
She was already outside.

Late night was the best time for snakes to move about.

Using a shrinking-distance spell, Bai Qingqing arrived at a mountain peak on the outskirts of the city, reverted to her original form, coiled up, and circulated the demonic energy within her body.

The spiritual energy in this world was sparse.
The only things she could absorb were the moonlight at night and that trace of violet qi at sunrise.

She didn’t know whether the next heavenly tribulation would strike her back to her original world.
She didn’t want to stay in such a spiritually barren place.

Meanwhile, Liu Qiu stepped barefoot onto the floor and slowly pushed open the door to Bai Qingqing’s room.
The scent was strongest here.

Guided purely by instinct, Liu Qiu approached Bai Qingqing’s bed, bunched the quilt into a ball, and burrowed into it.

Even as she inhaled the lingering scent around her nose, it still wasn’t enough.
She climbed down from the bed and opened Bai Qingqing’s wardrobe.
The smell here was even stronger.

Liu Qiu crawled inside, hugging Bai Qingqing’s clothes and curling into a ball, lying inside the closet.

Still not enough.
Her body felt unbearably uncomfortable.

[Host? Host?]
The system called out several times in Liu Qiu’s mind with no response, confirming that its host was likely unconscious.

The moment it woke up, it saw Liu Qiu barging into the beta’s room and messing it up completely.

Clearly, she was in heat.

It seemed the education it had given the host was still insufficient.
When an alpha enters heat without omega comfort, nesting behavior appears.

They also lose consciousness and crave omega purely on instinct.

If no omega comes to soothe them, they can only endure the heat alone or inject suppressants.

The host’s current state made self-injection impossible.
It could only hope that the beta would return and give her a shot.

Betas have no pheromones and can’t soothe alphas.
Even sleeping with an alpha only makes them expendable.
An alpha in heat has no rationality and will keep dragging someone into bed until the heat ends.

Although the host wasn’t very tall, she was still an alpha.
If she really dragged that beta into bed and something happened, it would be disastrous.

If only it had reminded the host earlier to inject a suppressant first.
There was no downside anyway.

The system yawned.
Forget it.
It would sleep again.
That beta wasn’t stupid—she would definitely inject the host with a suppressant.

Liu Qiu inhaled deeply the scent clinging to Bai Qingqing’s clothes, brows knitted in grievance, puppy-like eyes wet with tears.
“Wife… where are you?”

Night passed, and the sun rose.
A wisp of violet, smoke-like qi was completely absorbed by Bai Qingqing.

The demonic energy in her body settled.
She slowly opened her eyes as faint violet light slid across her crimson vertical pupils before vanishing without a trace.

Bai Qingqing transformed back into human form, picked up the long dress on the ground, and put it on.
With a cleansing spell, all stains disappeared from her clothes.

It was time to go back.
Spells were convenient, but not omnipotent.
She could live in the wild as a snake, but compared to that life, she preferred indulgence and comfort.

That was why she had married Liu Qiu.

Liu Qiu was too easy to deceive.
No sweet talk was needed, and no marital duties had to be fulfilled.

This big fool even handed over her entire salary every month.

When Bai Qingqing returned home, the first thing she noticed was the open door to her room.
She narrowed her long eyes slightly and walked inside.

Her gaze fell on the messy bed.
Had there been a thief?

Liu Qiu wouldn’t enter her room.
Just as she thought this, a small sobbing sound came from the wardrobe.

Bai Qingqing looked toward the open closet, raised an eyebrow, and walked over.
“Liu Qiu?”

A scent far richer than the one clinging to her clothes rushed into Liu Qiu’s nose.
She opened her eyes and looked at the approaching figure.
Her vision was blurred, and she didn’t know who it was—but she remembered that scent.

Tears instantly fell from Liu Qiu’s eyes, making her look unbearably pitiful.

Her eyes, washed with tears, were like glass beads rinsed in water—clear and pure.

Still hugging the clothes, Liu Qiu sat up in the wardrobe, her voice small and trembling with grievance.
“W-wife… where did you go?”

“I couldn’t find you.”

Under the gaze of those misty eyes, Bai Qingqing suddenly felt a powerful illusion of being deeply loved.

Perhaps it wasn’t an illusion.
Liu Qiu truly did love her.

But Liu Qiu’s current state was clearly abnormal.
Her clothes had been rolled into a heap and piled all around Liu Qiu, with more clutched tightly in her arms.

To be honest, Bai Qingqing detested others touching her belongings.

She was of the demon race and despised all humans equally—
Liu Qiu’s weak, timid demeanor merely made her slightly more irritating.

She should have been angry.
She disliked Liu Qiu touching her, including her possessions.

Yet looking at Liu Qiu now, she couldn’t summon any anger at all.

A thought surfaced in Bai Qingqing’s mind.

Liu Qiu was in heat.

She had never seen Liu Qiu like this before, but she knew that alpha heat was terrifying.
If they couldn’t get omega comfort, their bodies would suffer terribly.

To pass an alpha’s heat peacefully, aside from suppressants, only omega pheromones would work.

Bai Qingqing smiled.
She reached out and pressed on Liu Qiu’s burning nape, finding a raised spot and lightly scraping it with her nail.

She could clearly feel Liu Qiu’s body tremble.

This was probably the alpha gland, protruding during heat.

Liu Qiu whimpered softly,
“Wife… I feel so bad.”

Too clingy.

Bai Qingqing grabbed Liu Qiu by the ankle and dragged her legs out of the wardrobe.

Heavy desire surfaced in her eyes.
This couldn’t be blamed on her—it was Liu Qiu who needed it.

“W-wife—”

Bai Qingqing used her snake tail to carry Liu Qiu onto the bed.
Moisture dripped from Liu Qiu’s ankles, merging with the trail left by Bai Qingqing’s tail.

If Liu Qiu had been conscious, she would probably have fainted from fright.
But now she had no awareness—only instinct, the instinct of an alpha.

Time crept toward eight o’clock.
Bai Qingqing took a moment to fetch Liu Qiu’s phone from next door.

The password-free phone was easily unlocked.
When she first came to this world, she found everything here magical.

She knew nothing, and the conveniences truly amazed her—
for example, phones that could transmit voices across great distances.

Bai Qingqing scrolled through the contacts.
Her gaze passed “Team Leader” and “Colleague,” finally stopping on a contact labeled “Boss Song.”

She curved her lips and called.

The phone rang for a long time and was only answered just before disconnecting.

A woman’s magnetic voice came through the line, cool and restrained.

– “Liu Qiu? What’s wrong?”

Bai Qingqing smiled.
– “Hello, Miss Song. I’m Bai Qingqing.
Qiuqiu is in heat.
May we request leave?”
She deliberately emphasized the words “in heat.”

At that moment, Liu Qiu’s hoarse voice sounded,
“Wife… it hurts.”

Bai Qingqing twisted her wrist.

Liu Qiu’s voice grew louder.
“Wife, don’t go… w-w-”

Song Ciyu tapped her fountain pen lightly on the desk.
Just from the sounds alone, she could picture exactly what was happening.

Liu Qiu’s voice trembled, rising and falling, heavy with nasal tones and sobbing—
an extremely suggestive sound.

It sounded very much like someone who had been made to cry in bed.

An alpha being made to cry by a beta?
Just imagining it made Song Ciyu’s heart heat up.

Her fingers clenched tightly around the pen.
– “That’s fine.
Both alphas and omegas have special leave.
One week.”

– “I hope Liu Qiu adjusts properly before returning to work.”

After hanging up, Bai Qingqing tossed the phone aside and pinched Liu Qiu’s sharp chin, studying her hazy eyes closely.

“Qiuqiu, did you do this on purpose?”

“On purpose… to let your boss hear such lewd sounds?”

Liu Qiu couldn’t understand what Bai Qingqing was saying and only kept crying.
“Wife… I feel so bad.”

Bai Qingqing smiled seductively.
She lifted Liu Qiu, pressed a hand to the back of her head, and gently pushed down, making Liu Qiu’s lips brush against her neck.

A sharp pain bloomed at her neck—
Liu Qiu had bitten down impatiently.

But Bai Qingqing’s flesh wasn’t so easy to break.

After biting for a long time, Liu Qiu only left shallow teeth marks.
She cried in frustration, lashes wet and drooping.
“Wife… w-w-”

Bai Qingqing tilted her head back and laughed softly.
“Liu Qiu, you’re really useless.”

Liu Qiu didn’t know what Bai Qingqing said.
She rubbed her cheek against Bai Qingqing’s neck.
The heat in her body wouldn’t subside—
only pressing close to something cold eased it slightly.

“Wife… I feel so bad.”

Pheromones completely enveloped Bai Qingqing.
Driven by instinct, Liu Qiu moved toward the back of Bai Qingqing’s neck and rubbed it with her canines.

Bai Qingqing didn’t stop her.
Liu Qiu’s actions couldn’t harm her at all.

Still, the people of this world experienced heat far more violently than demonkind like her.

She could suppress her own heat, but looking at Liu Qiu now—
she was nothing short of a beast.

Bai Qingqing laughed soundlessly.
She happened to need exactly such a beast.