Secretly Sneaking Back

Violet just arrived in the garden and saw Long Ling, her cheeks flushed, asleep on a lounge chair.

Nora sat beside her, fanning her gently.

From a distance, the two looked like lovers in the first throes of romance.

Violet’s eyes darkened, a possessive glint flashing through them, and she walked directly over.

Nora felt an intense pressure from behind and looked up to see Duchess Violet Fuges, who had appeared at the banquet earlier.

Remembering the other woman’s noble status, she was about to curtsy.

Violet didn’t even glance at her, directly picking up Long Ling.

Nora was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Violet about to take Long Ling away, she quickly asked, “Your Grace, where are you taking Long Ling-jie?”

Violet said coolly, “She is my fiancée. Where I take her is none of your concern.”

Nora remembered her mother telling her that Long Ling-jie and Duchess Violet had a past, but hadn’t they already broken up?

Nora gathered her courage and blocked the path of the powerful Violet,

“I promised Auntie Modai that I would help look after Long Ling-jie. You can’t just take her away like this!”

Violet gave a signal, and the dragon guards behind her immediately stopped Nora.

Confined to the spot, Nora, who had always been under her mother’s protection, encountered such a thing for the first time and could only rush back to find Auntie Modai.

Violet carried Long Ling away from the garden, heading to the room that the city lord had specially prepared for her.

Violet closed the door, only turning on a warm lamp by the bedside, placing Long Ling on the large, comfortable bed and tucking her in with the blanket.

Thinking of how Long Ling usually took care of her, she leaned down and gently unbuttoned Long Ling’s clothes.

Violet had just undone one button when Long Ling started mumbling uncomfortably.

Violet touched her burning cheeks, noticing her dragon horns emerging and even her silver-white dragon tail wriggling out from under the skirt.

She really liked the little dragon’s tail, stroking it gently.

The dragon tail then tied itself into a chubby bow on her arm.

Violet stopped unbuttoning and instead sat by Long Ling’s bed, pulling Long Ling into her arms, enjoying the blissful moment with just the two of them.

Before long, Long Ling, with her eyes closed, murmured that she was thirsty.

Violet quickly brought over the hangover soup that had been prepared on the table.

As soon as the hangover soup touched Long Ling’s dry lips, she started drinking it in small sips with her eyes closed, looking extremely thirsty.

Violet fed her slowly, little by little, tenderness unconsciously seeping into her eyes.

Long Ling lay in her arms like a beloved puppy, so obedient and fragile, no longer trying to provoke her anger or saying she wanted to like other Omegas.

She couldn’t help but whisper in Long Ling’s ear, “You’re not allowed to like other Omegas. You can only be mine, do you hear?”

Long Ling was drunk and already fast asleep, unable to hear what Violet was saying.

A hint of obsession flashed in Violet’s eyes as she held Long Ling tightly in her arms.

She revealed her own dragon tail, the crimson tail tightly entwining with the silver-white one.

The smooth scales rubbed against each other, creating a rustling sound, and the air gradually became humid and hot.

After her dragon tail healed, she had also experienced several heat cycles.

Without Alpha pheromones to soothe her, the dragon tail could only weakly curl up into a ball.

The doctors she found concocted many inhibitors for her, but they were far from being as effective as her little dragon.

When she was alone in the secret chamber, she sometimes thought of Long Ling’s dragon tail entwining around her.

Every day after Long Ling left, her life was filled with traces of Long Ling, impossible and unwilling to erase.

Only being with Long Ling like this, quietly and peacefully, felt the most comfortable.

All the surrounding noise was shut out of the room.

Violet’s slender fingers gently traced Long Ling’s eyebrows and eyes, helping her massage her head, which she kept saying was hurting.

Suddenly, she heard Long Ling call her name in her sleep.

“Violet… Violet…”

A layer of ripples spread across Violet’s calm heart.

She couldn’t help but take Long Ling’s hand, interlacing her fingers with hers, placing it on Long Ling’s cheek, and said gently and tenderly, “I’m here.”

Long Ling suddenly started crying in her dream, quietly sobbing as she called her name.

A place in the depths of Violet’s heart quietly collapsed.

Every day, Long Ling said she didn’t want to see her.

Her heart wasn’t made of stone, so hard that she wouldn’t feel any sadness at all.

She didn’t want to give up on this relationship and had been trying hard to salvage it.

She didn’t have much confidence, but she was betting that Long Ling still had her in her heart, that she didn’t really want to push her away so far.

She wanted to start over with Long Ling.

She wasn’t good at comforting people and quickly used warmth.

Violet held Long Ling in her arms, letting Long Ling rest her head on her lap, gently patting Long Ling’s back, and her usually calm voice became a little nervous,

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here. No one will bully you.”

She was truly clumsy, not very good at coaxing people, gently patting her several times until Long Ling stopped.

She lowered her head and kissed Long Ling’s cheek, then kissed Long Ling’s forehead, finally managing to coax Long Ling into a good mood.

She pulled up the blanket and tucked her in again, carefully.

But Long Ling had only been asleep for a while before she started murmuring again, sometimes saying she was thirsty.

Violet comforted her again.

Long Ling tossed and turned all night, half-awake, and each time, a pair of gentle hands would hand her water.

She thought it would be Modai, since she remembered being by Modai’s side, but a faint fragrance of roses always surrounded her, making her consciousness hazy.

Long Ling sleepily opened her eyes and saw Violet’s delicate and clear profile, her long, dark, cascading curls gently brushing against her cheek, bringing a tingling itch.

She lowered her eyes and suddenly realized that she was not on the garden lounge chair, but on a warm and comfortable large bed, and the air was filled with their mixed rose and strawberry pheromones.

She remembered that someone had been taking care of her last night.

Was it not Modai, but Violet who had been taking care of her all along?

Wasn’t Violet here to attend the city lord’s banquet, with many social engagements and official duties to attend to?

Why would she make a special trip to take care of her?

But it had been so long since she and Violet had lain together like this.

She had almost forgotten Violet’s scent.

They were so close again, and she snuggled in Violet’s arms, feeling as if she had returned to the beginning.

Violet didn’t used to hold her so tightly.

It was always her who reluctantly clung to Violet after each marking.

Long Ling silently gazed at Violet’s deep features as she slept, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.

She had been drunk and tossing around for a long time last night, and it was Violet who had been tenderly caring for her, coaxing her, and holding her in her arms like a baby.

A warm current flowed through Long Ling’s heart, and she couldn’t help but feel a little pity.

She knew that Violet had also been having a hard time these past few days.

She was a stubborn and sharp-tongued big bad dragon, but actually she wasn’t that bad, just too domineering and stubborn.

She had waited for her in the tavern for several days, not just to return the cloak, but also because she wanted to see Violet more.

Sometimes she wanted Violet to take good care of herself, but then she remembered that she and Violet were still arguing, and had already become strangers.

She couldn’t blatantly say, Big bad dragon, you have to take good care of yourself and not run around with your leg barely healed.

Violet would definitely ask her, Haven’t we already become strangers? Why do you care so much? Do you still think of yourself as my fiancée?

As Long Ling thought about it, her fingers couldn’t help but caress Violet’s cheek.

Thinking of the times Violet had kissed her, her eyes red with anger, looking as if she was about to cry at any moment, yet still forcefully maintaining her dignity.

Long Ling’s heart became sour and astringent, and she wanted to laugh at Violet a little.

Only the big bad dragon would think that as long as she didn’t shed tears, no one would know that the big bad dragon could also be hurt and sad.

Long Ling held her breath, closed her eyes, and quietly and tenderly kissed Violet’s forehead.

She felt a little reluctant to hurt her evil dragon anymore.

When the big bad dragon first raised her thorns, she couldn’t help but want to wrap her tightly in her soft body.

When the big bad dragon was hurt and sad, she seemed to be able to feel that pain as if it were her own, always unwilling to stab the big bad dragon’s softest and most vulnerable places.

After Long Ling secretly kissed Violet, Violet’s eyelashes couldn’t help but flutter, and the arms holding Long Ling’s waist tightened even more.

Their time together was hard-won, and Violet didn’t want to close her eyes for even a moment.

When she realized that Long Ling was awake, she was a little afraid that Long Ling would argue with her like before, blaming her for forcibly bringing her here against her will.

But none of those things happened.

After Long Ling woke up, she even secretly kissed her.

A very light kiss, yet it felt like it had touched the softest part of her heart, making her fragile and insecure soul tremble slightly.

She knew that the little dragon still liked her in her heart, that she had always been there.

That was enough for her.

The more Violet thought this, the more disordered her breathing became, and a blush quickly spread across her cheeks, like a young dragon who had never seen the world, even her heartbeat quickened.

After Long Ling realized that Violet was awake, she realized that she had just done something foolish.

She actually thought Violet was asleep and secretly kissed her.

Violet must be overjoyed in her heart right now.

How embarrassing! She was about to cry at her own stupidity!

Long Ling hid in the blanket, only revealing her crystal-clear dragon horns.

When Violet discovered that the little dragon in her arms had slipped away, she opened her eyes and saw the adorable little one hiding in the blanket, and a smile couldn’t help but appear on her face.

Violet wasn’t in a hurry, quietly waiting for Long Ling to finish being shy, before seeing Long Ling slowly crawl out of the blanket.

The two little red clouds on Long Ling’s face hadn’t cooled down yet as she said to Violet,

“I didn’t go home last night. Mom must be worried. I have to go.”

Violet pulled Long Ling into her arms,

“I took care of you for so long and worked so hard. You don’t even feel sorry for me.

You only know how to go home to your mom. You were drunk last night and sleeping on the lounge chair in the garden.

It was me who carried you back to the resting room. You tossed and turned for a long time, and I’ve been taking good care of you all along. My arms are sore.”

She tacitly didn’t mention the little strawberry dragon’s secret kiss earlier, after all, she had also secretly kissed Long Ling several times while coaxing her to sleep.

Long Ling knew that Violet had indeed worked very hard and felt a little embarrassed, “Thank you.”

Violet stretched out her hand to her and offered it to her: “You rub it for me. In the future, others will always push me away. Besides me, no dragon would be so kind as to pick you up.”

Violet’s hand was very beautiful, with slender fingers and cold white skin.

Her wrist was even thinner than hers. Long Ling didn’t see anything red, but thinking that Violet had really taken care of her, she still felt a little moved in her heart.

Long Ling rubbed Violet a couple of times, but she was still a little suspicious of her words: “Then how did you know I was in the garden?”

Violet said without batting an eye, “I happened to be passing by, saw you, and picked you up.”