Aromatic Flesh

Shen Rong walked out of the toilet with a look of contentment, while Gu MingYue stayed within to sort out her clothes before making her way to the guest room where Song ZhenYi is currently located with shaky legs.

As soon as she entered the room, the first thing Gu MingYue did was take a hot and long shower. She scraped out all of the disgusting fluids left within her violated walls with her fingers before cleaning her parts thoroughly with warm water. When she was finally done, she thumped her back against the wall and slid down onto the floor weakly.

She wrapped her arms around her legs and wept silently as the warm water from the shower head sprayed against her drenched body.

It was her fault for being so careless this time, which gave him the opportunity to ruin her once again…

But, this will be the last time… She swore silently.

No matter what she truly felt about this, Gu MingYue finally decided to reveal Song HanYi’s existence to Shen Rong as soon as she got home, because she had no intention to meet the demon face-to-face once more in the rest of her life.

Who knows what cruel deeds he would do to her if they met…

Gu MingYue believed that she was, at least, still somewhat impactful to Shen Rong, as he craved her body. This could be considered good news in terms of the mission’s progress, however, it’s catastrophically bad news for her peaceful life with Song ZhenYi.

Shen Rong was a stubborn man, and he would not give up easily. In fact, though this frightened her to no end, she believed that she saw victorious confidence with a hint of madness within his eyes.

That man had a plagued obsession with her, and this was not favorable to Gu MingYue as a person at all.

Dragging her worn and broken body from the bathroom, she laid down next to Song ZhenYi and rested her face on the crook of his neck as she submerged within his comforting warmth…

At this moment, Gu MingYue wondered if she should let Song ZhenYi know about what happened between Shen Rong and her, and perhaps one day, she could let him know about her system and her missions…

Though it was hard to believe, she trusted that Song ZhenYi would understand and support her nonetheless.

He was like a sturdy dock by the sea, and no matter how fierce the waves were, or how heavy the rain was, as long as Song ZhenYi was there, her boat would always find a place to rest and experience all the warmth he provided.

Gu MingYue had already decided that she would grow old with him as they raise Song HanYi together.

This will be the last time she would contact Shen Rong, and never again.

In fact, she was willing to fail this mission and undergo her previous trauma in the Punishment World if it meant that Song ZhenYi was not taken from her prematurely. Hence, though she felt guilty for contacting Shen Rong, who was somewhat her ex, while she was together with Song ZhenYi, she knew she had no other choice but to do so if she ever wanted another chance at this peaceful but fulfilling life with her wonderful husband and adorable child.

I’m sorry, but I will repay you for the rest of my life… Gu MingYue landed a tender kiss on Song ZhenYi’s forehead as she shut her eyes close.

I love you.

Her sleepless night passed in but a blink of an eye, and they returned home to their apartment in a cab.

As soon as they arrived, Little HanYi, who had spent the entire night with the nanny, struggled against the nanny’s hold as he rushed toward them and demanded a hug.

Song ZhenYi knelt down and picked up the child, who had his arms stretched wide apart, before landing two kisses on both sides of little HanYi’s cheeks, causing him to giggle in joy.

Gu MingYue, who had just entered the house, smiled tenderly at the father and son interactions, before moving her way to the toilet and locking the door behind her.

She stared blankly at her phone for a long while, before she started to type her message.

She held her breath as she clicked on the ‘send’ button, only releasing a breath of relief as she heard the clear whooshing sound that indicated the message was successfully sent.

This should be sufficient… Gu MingYue convinced herself to believe her own words. In her message to Shen Rong, she had clearly informed him to not disrupt their lives further, otherwise, she would reveal HanYi’s secrets and origins to the local newspaper.

She believed that they would be more than willing to write a hot and scandalous article about the current rising political star.

After she left the toilet, Gu MingYue joined the two in the living room, before urging Song ZhenYi to clean up and get a change of clothes. She then hugged the little child within her arms as she hummed a song.

Little HanYi was so small and so soft, and she found him extremely adorable.

Mommy refuses to leave you, my little sweetheart… Gu MingYue had read plenty of novels throughout her years in this modern world, and most of them were transmigration titles.

One thing had always bothered her – she had never understood how the hosts in the novels would be able to finish a mission and leave the mission world instantly after that, leaving behind the children that they had given birth to during the mission.

Though they had not given birth using their real and original body, they should’ve undergone the ten months of bearing the child, and as a mother herself, Gu MingYue understood clearly how intense the feelings she had developed for the child were.

It would be impossible for any mothers to leave their children behind, and that applied to her too. She could not harden her heart and abandon Song HanYi, just to leave for other mission worlds…

Two months had passed since she sent her text message, and it was almost October, meaning that Gu MingYue’s twenty-first birthday was near.

In these two months, Shen Rong had not appeared even once, and she was left to enjoy her ordinary but joyful life with her man and her child.

Everything was so peaceful and filled with hope, causing Gu MingYue to let her guard down, to the point that she could not even react as she was knocked out by the narcotics on the handkerchief held over her nose as she was sending little HanYi to the kindergarten school one morning.

Kidnapping? The word flashed through her mind momentarily right before she went unconscious.

Something came up yesterday and I was unable to update, and this post is to make up for yesterday’s absence! (Meaning I’ll post the next part as soon as I’m done with it ?

Also, thanks so much for the ko-fis contributors! I really appreciate it and will continue to do my best in translating hot snusnus for everyone! ??