Chapter 46: First Kiss
It felt as though a fire had ignited deep within Ning Chu's abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her entire body.
Her face flushed unnaturally, and though she tried to mimic Lily’s composed, expressionless demeanor, after a few minutes, her strength gave out. She slumped over the table, gasping in short, shallow breaths.
“Want me to take you?” Wen Yang noticed something was clearly wrong with her. He awkwardly stood up, his face tense with concern.
Though he felt no emotional reaction at first, his body betrayed him. The scent of Ning Chu’s feminine fragrance had already stirred something in him, and before long, he was visibly aroused.
Yan Xinya’s astonished gaze darted toward his legs, while Lily shyly lowered her head. Wen Yang could barely maintain his composure.
“Are you coming?” he asked, watching Ning Chu struggle to rise from her chair, only to fall back into it.
Swallowing nervously, Wen Yang reached out carefully, wrapping his arm around her soft, almost boneless waist, helping her to her feet.
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Her skin was burning hot to the touch. Overwhelmed with shame, Ning Chu buried her face in Wen Yang’s arm, her senses filled with his masculine scent. Any remaining strength in her legs vanished, and she clung to him like a lifeline.
“Maybe Xinya should—” Wen Yang started to ask Yan Xinya for help, but the wolf-girl quickly shook her head, her ears twitching.
“No, no, I’m good.”
He even saw an encouraging glint in her eyes.
“....”
This girl really enjoys a good show.
Truth be told, Wen Yang didn’t want to take advantage of someone he liked when they were vulnerable. But Ning Chu’s current state puzzled him. This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened—she’d had sudden, uncontrollable bursts of desire before. The only thing he could do was wait for it to pass.
Using Ning Chu’s body to hide his obvious arousal, Wen Yang slowly helped her out of the cafeteria, moving in small, careful steps.
“Hey, Wen Yang!”
“....”
Zhang Shaoqing appeared just outside the cafeteria, greeting them before noticing Ning Chu slumped against Wen Yang. His expression froze. “What happened to her?”
“She’s having bad stomach pain,” Wen Yang said quickly, feeling Ning Chu’s hand suddenly pinch his skin in warning. He grimaced and tried to cover it up. “The food here wasn’t very clean.”
“Whoa, it’s so bad she can’t even walk?”
“Probably acute gastroenteritis. I’m taking her to the bathroom.”
Zhang Shaoqing, ever helpful, started to step forward. “I’ll help—”
“No need, I’ve got it.”
Wen Yang cut him off, declining the offer without hesitation.
“???” Zhang Shaoqing stared after them in confusion as Wen Yang and Ning Chu left the cafeteria. “Man, these two are forming their own little clique.”
It was evening, the busiest time of day on campus.
Students streamed into the cafeteria in waves, while others with evening classes gathered in groups, heading toward the lecture halls.
As Ning Chu’s body sagged weakly, she could feel the curious stares of passing students. She couldn’t even lift her head.
They probably just think I’m sick, she thought, but anxiety gnawed at her. What if someone realized what was really going on?
This is bad... really bad...
Ning Chu mentally screamed. This punishment was much more severe than before, or perhaps after suppressing her urges for so long, her body was now craving a full release.
Waves of shameful emotions crashed over her, flooding her already overwhelmed mind, which had long since been filled with dirty thoughts. Now, her brain chose to shut down entirely, leaving her in a fog.
Wen Yang finally managed to get her into the public restroom. He glanced around cautiously to make sure no other students were nearby.
“We’re here...”
Something felt off. He looked down to find Ning Chu clinging to his chest, her hands resting on his shoulders, her blank eyes gazing up at him. She arched her back slightly, her body gently brushing against his, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly.
The sight nearly broke his last thread of restraint.
Swallowing hard, Wen Yang pushed her away firmly. “Stop messing around. What’s happening to you?”
He knew this wasn’t like Ning Chu. If he took advantage of her now, she would never forgive him once she regained her senses.
But Ning Chu wasn’t giving up. She clung to him again, her soft whimpers like those of a kitten, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“...”
The close contact left Wen Yang no room to escape, and his arousal pressed firmly against her stomach. He nervously glanced at the restroom door and dragged Ning Chu further inside, toward the men’s room.
He wasn’t trying to do anything to her—he just didn’t want anyone else seeing her in this state.
Without caring if anyone else needed the bathroom, he shut the door behind them and locked it.
Then he grabbed Ning Chu’s shoulders and shook her lightly before pushing her away again. “Calm down.”
Ning Chu stumbled back, her body colliding with the tiled wall. The slight pain made her freeze for a moment, but the mix of pleasure and discomfort caused her legs to give out, and she slid down to the floor.
Thankfully, the school’s janitors kept the restrooms impeccably clean. The floor tiles here were even cleaner than the dorm room floor.
Her mind cleared a little.
She raised her head slowly, her eyes regaining some clarity.
Well, this isn’t the first time I’ve embarrassed myself in front of Wen Yang, she thought bitterly.
She was just thankful it wasn’t someone else in his place.
“Should I leave for a bit?”
Wen Yang couldn’t bring himself to look at her seductive form, his gaze flickering nervously. Still, he couldn’t help but glance at her every now and then.
“No...”
Ning Chu’s biggest fear was that some pervert might show up at a time like this.
“But you...” Wen Yang was visibly conflicted, eventually turning his back to her. “Fine, do what you want.”
Silence fell over the room. Though he couldn’t see Ning Chu anymore, his mind continued to imagine what she might be doing.
The faint rustling behind him only made his imagination worse.
“Wen Yang.”
“Hm?”
When he turned around, the sight that greeted him took his breath away. Ning Chu’s face was flushed with desire, her expression soft and inviting.
His eyes drifted down to her full, pink lips. He swallowed. “Are you feeling better?”
“I feel awful~”
Tears shimmered at the corners of her eyes as she tilted her head up, her voice tinged with helplessness. “What am I supposed to do...?”
Wen Yang’s breath hitched. The sight of Ning Chu in such a vulnerable, needy state shattered his remaining rationality.
“Ning Chu...”
Without hesitation, he leaned down and silenced her with a kiss.
Her lips were soft, warm, and faintly sweet...
Ning Chu froze, her mind going blank as though she had been struck by lightning. Her eyes widened, and the burning heat coursing through her body seemed to be doused in cold water, rapidly cooling down.
Oh my God!
That was my first kiss!
Panicking, Ning Chu shoved Wen Yang away with all her strength, staring at him in horror.
What was I just doing?!