Chapter 94: The Scent of Reassurance
It was a peaceful night, and both of them, surprisingly, slept exceptionally soundly.
Perhaps it was because after they fell asleep, they had unconsciously inhaled each other’s reassuring scent, which brought them both a unique sense of security. That must have been why they both slept so soundly.
Chen Mo had always been plagued by the worry that the true culprit hadn’t been found, and that Su Yuqing might be "corrected" by the timeline and killed by the original perpetrator. Because of this, his sleep was rarely peaceful.
Tonight, with her sleeping beside him, he was finally able to have a completely sound and peaceful night’s rest.
As for Su Yuqing, with Chen Mo by her side, she hugged him and breathed in the young man’s comforting pheromones. She, too, had a rare and sweet sleep, free of dreams.
But while Su Yuqing had spent the first half of the night hugging Chen Mo, in the latter half, Chen Mo had subconsciously turned over in his sleep.
As a result, they ended up sleeping face-to-face, body-to-body.
Their arms were even crossed over each other’s bodies, as if they had fallen asleep in a direct embrace.
By the time morning approached, they were in a full embrace.
When the first faint rays of dawn pierced through the sheer curtains, Su Yuqing’s eyelashes fluttered softly.
In her drowsy state, she felt her right arm resting across the young man’s lean waist, while Chen Mo’s left hand had, at some point, slipped through her scattered long hair. His fingertips were unconsciously caressing the hollow where her nape met her shoulder blade—one of the body’s most vulnerable points, yet now it was cradled protectively in his palm.
Their breaths wove an invisible net in the space between them. Su Yuqing realized her nose was pressed right against Chen Mo’s prominent Adam’s apple.
The young man’s warm breath brushed against her forehead, carrying a crisp, woodsy scent that mingled with his own, surrounding her.
She suddenly realized her left knee was wedged between Chen Mo’s legs. The warmth of his body radiated through his pajama pants, making her blood rush in an instant.
The morning light gilded the sharp contours of his profile, and Su Yuqing could hear her own heartbeat thundering painfully in her ears.
The tips of her ears, hidden beneath wisps of hair, burned bright red. She held her breath, trying to pull back, but Chen Mo suddenly tightened his arms in his sleep, pulling her deeper into his embrace.
This made Su Yuqing freeze, not daring to move an inch.
After a short while, Su Yuqing could feel the pulse in Chen Mo’s neck gradually quicken against her skin. It was clear he was slowly waking up.
At the thought of their current intimate position, Su Yuqing hurriedly squeezed her eyes shut and pretended to be asleep.
But her chaotic breathing had already given her away.
The fabric of their clothes rustled softly. Su Yuqing’s lips accidentally brushed against Chen Mo’s neck, and a muffled murmur escaped the young man’s throat. His warm palm suddenly came to rest on the back of her head, as if soothing a startled little animal.
But as he stroked her hair, Chen Mo’s hand suddenly froze.
A moment ago, half-asleep, he had thought he was dreaming, which was why he was holding Su Yuqing with such doting affection, gently comforting her.
But halfway through the motion, he was jolted into full awareness. This was no dream. Because of his little scheme last night, Su Yuqing was really sleeping in the same bed with him.
The moment he realized he was holding a real person in his arms, Chen Mo’s heart instantly started to race.
The breath of the person in his embrace brushed against the hollow of his collarbone, carrying a sweet, almond-like scent unique to a young woman.
His fingertips trembled slightly in Su Yuqing’s hair. The warm sensation shot from his fingers to his brain, making the hairs on his arm stand on end.
He held his breath and calmed himself for a few seconds before pulling back a little.
Chen Mo stared at the butterfly-wing shadows cast by Su Yuqing’s eyelashes and noticed her breathing was a little unsteady.
As a former criminal police officer, he could clearly tell from this detail whether someone was truly asleep or just pretending.
’So she woke up before me,’ Chen Mo thought, the corners of his mouth lifting into a mischievous grin.
He deliberately reached out and gently stroked Su Yuqing’s cheek.
Sure enough, the moment his fingers touched her, she couldn’t help but tremble slightly, yet she stubbornly kept up the pretense of being asleep.
Just as Chen Mo was about to tease her further, he suddenly noticed that the collar of her pajamas was a bit too open. Inside, there was nothing underneath, and an eyeful of pale, rosy skin instantly filled his vision.
The sight sent his mind reeling, and blood rushed to a certain place where it was already gathering due to a healthy, natural morning reaction!
At this moment, Su Yuqing’s arm was still draped over Chen Mo’s waist. As Chen Mo, feeling the uncomfortable effects of his body’s reaction, shifted from his side onto his back...
Because it was so... prominent, Su Yuqing’s arm, draped across Chen Mo’s abdomen, unconsciously brushed against something through his pajama pants.
An intense heat was clearly transmitted through the two layers of fabric to Su Yuqing’s arm.
In an instant, Su Yuqing’s breath hitched, and Chen Mo hastily shifted his hips, scooting his body down a bit.
He finally broke the awkward contact.
But even so, his face instantly turned red.
Looking at Su Yuqing now, her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
It was obvious she knew exactly what had just happened.
Playing along, Chen Mo pretended he didn’t know she was faking it. Acting as if he had just woken up, he gently lifted Su Yuqing’s small hand and moved it onto his chest.
Then, he gripped Su Yuqing’s shoulder and gave it a gentle shake. "Yuqing, time to get up."
"Mmm~" It had to be said, Su Yuqing was quite the actress. After Chen Mo called her name, she let out a timely, sleepy murmur, just as if she had truly just woken up.
Hearing that soft, sweet murmur so early in the morning only made Chen Mo’s blood rush even faster.
He watched as Su Yuqing’s eyelashes fluttered open just a crack. Her amber pupils were still clouded with sleepiness, yet they were already focused unerringly on his bobbing Adam’s apple.
The arm that had been pinned in the crook of Chen Mo’s arm was now free, resting gently over his heart.
"Your heart is beating so fast," she said. Her voice was still raspy with sleep, but the final syllable was like a honey-coated hook, tracing a path down Chen Mo’s tense spine.
Chen Mo could clearly see the hidden amusement deep in Su Yuqing’s eyes, despite her seemingly innocent question.
It was obvious she knew why his heart was racing.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out as his Adam’s apple bobbed. At that moment, the air around his nose was filled with the scent of her pheromones.
It was wafting continuously from the open collar of her pajamas.
Realizing the situation would become far too ambiguous if this continued, Chen Mo quickly jumped out of bed. With his back to Su Yuqing, he said, "I’m going to take a quick shower. You should sit up and wake yourself up."
The instant Chen Mo threw back the covers, Su Yuqing, as expected, caught a glimpse of the towering sight that even the fabric of his pajama pants could barely contain. Her entire face instantly turned crimson, and a hot flush rushed from her head down to her ankles.
It left her heart tingling with a strange, fluttery sensation.