Ning Chu will be living here for a long time to come.
She explained to her roommates that she was living in a girls' dormitory...With her pretty face, it's reasonable that she would be hanging out with girls for a long time, right?
She had to coordinate with Yan Xinya and Lily in advance to keep the same story.
Ning Chu bowed her head and sent a message to the two of them to explain the situation.
Her mother is estimated to be able to come and help change her student status in a month, and it is estimated that it will also take some time to change her student status...Anyway, I'm afraid I'll have to live in a rental house for the rest of the semester.
The rent is 650 yuan per month, plus internet, utilities, etc., which adds up to an extra 1,000 yuan in expenses.
I can't rely on my brother's meager salary for this 1,000 yuan, and I feel bad about it.
Having her own little room, Ning Chu was naturally quite happy, and she was not afraid of being disturbed when doing anything.
In less than ten minutes, Wen Yang came out of the bathroom.
She looked up and saw that Wen Yang had actually put on her boxer shorts, except that the underwear, which was a bit loose on her, was tight on Wen Yang, as if it would be stretched open if she wasn't careful, and it outlined almost every detail of Wen Yang's lower body, making her blush just from a single glance, and her eyes drifted to the side.
Is it this scary in normal times...
Wen Yang was only wearing underwear, with well-proportioned and full muscle lines, but not so attractive to men as if he were a fanatical fitness enthusiast. His face was also red and he saw Ning Chu was shy, so he hurriedly pulled his pants up, leaving him shirtless.
“Aren't you cold?”
“No...”
“Go to sleep. Close the window and curtains.”
Ning Chu didn't care about her hair that hadn't dried yet, and moved her butt to the bedside, turning off the light. The room was pitch black.
There was no quilt to cover her, and there were no pillows either, so she could only curl up, resting her head on her arm and her back facing Wen Yang.
In the darkness, she heard Wen Yang's footsteps, and she quickly said, “You can sleep on the sofa or on the floor.”
“The floor has been mopped, it's quite clean.”
Wen Yang froze for a moment, and with a bitter smile, he sat down on the sofa, looking down at the double sofa and falling into deep thought.
The problem was, how could this sofa possibly fit his nearly 6-foot-tall frame...
No, the key is how to reasonably share a bed with Ning Chu.
But in that case, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep all night.
Wen Yang helplessly rested his legs on the armrest of the sofa, shifted his body, and found the most comfortable sleeping position on the sofa as much as possible.
Ning Chu vaguely saw Wen Yang's figure lying down obediently, and she felt relieved in her heart.
Although she inexplicably looked forward to the experience of using Wen Yang as a pillow, she was more worried about being seen through as a custard bun.
If it weren't for the unfamiliar place, she might not have been able to sleep because she felt insecure, and she wouldn't have let Wen Yang stay in the rented room.
Without a quilt to cover her, it was a little cold at night, so Ning Chu had to take the jacket on the bedside table and cover herself with it.
The large jacket, measuring one meter and nine centimeters, could almost cover her thighs when worn by her, and when it was placed over her, she only needed to curl her legs up to completely cover her body.
She woke up at six or seven this morning, waited in the permit office, shopped with her mother, took a two-hour bus ride back and forth, looked for an apartment with Wen Yang, cleaned the rental house... By ten o'clock this evening, she was exhausted.
She smelled the lingering scent of Wen Yang, her tensed nerves quickly relaxed, and her mind quickly fell into a dizzy and drowsy state.
It wasn't long before Wen Yang heard the slightly heavy but even breathing of Ning Chu. She immediately sat up briskly, looked at the bed distractedly, and then crept into bed.
No wonder he couldn't sleep, it was too uncomfortable lying on the sofa.
She could vaguely see the outline of Ning Chu. She was lying on her side, her body curled up under her jacket, looking exceptionally petite, like a porcelain doll that would break if touched.
Wen Yang carefully lay down, stiff and afraid to move.
It seemed that he had not woken Ning Chu?
He secretly shifted his body, leaning closer to Ning Chu, and seemed to be able to feel the warmth emanating from her body.
His heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and he swallowed. After a moment, he could no longer hold back and leaned over, his hands trembling as he gently placed them on Ning Chu's waist.
Ning Chu, who had only just fallen into a light sleep, suddenly woke up with a start.
She opened her eyes in surprise and felt a hand with a burning temperature on her waist. She could faintly smell the scent belonging to Wen Yang.
It was Wen Yang...
She thought she had triggered some classic lovey-dovey scene.
She let out a relieved sigh. Her groggy brain wouldn't let her think much of it, and she half-asleep and half-awake grunted in dissatisfaction, gently pushing Wen Yang's hand away.
However, that hand became more direct, wrapping around her waist.
The hot body quickly moved closer to her, completely embracing her in his arms.
“Leave me alone, I'm sleeping.”
“I'll just hold you, I won't do anything else,” Wen Yang's voice was low and hoarse, suppressing the urge to act on impulse, “the sofa is too small, I can't lie down comfortably.”
"Hmmm...”
Ning Chu yawned, put a pillow under her head, withdrew her little arm, which had already become a little numb, and then pressed her head against Wen Yang's arm.
This is comfortable~
Although Wen Yang's arm had obvious muscle lines, in a relaxed state, the soft, bouncy muscles were a little more comfortable than a pillow.
It wasn't the first time she had slept with Wen Yang anyway... No! It shouldn't count from the last time in the dormitory!
We only became a couple on Thursday, but we slept together on Sunday night. Isn't that a bit too fast?
Will Wen Yang think she's too casual?
Ning Chu quickly reviewed her thoughts. She realized that she had been too passive, and that as long as Wen Yang was a little bit dominant, she would immediately lose the will to resist.
If this continued, she would soon be penetrated!
Her dazed mind suddenly cleared up a bit, and then she felt a freshly baked sweet potato being pressed against her buttocks.
“...
Ssshh! I'm afraid I'm going to get through tonight!“
Ning Chu's eyes widened, and she held her breath, but she didn't dare move at all.
At this
time, twisting her hips to avoid it would only add fuel to the fire.
”Stay away from me...” Ning Chu pursed her lips and resisted, ‘It's uncomfortable.’
Wen Yang awkwardly shifted back.
Luckily, he was an inexperienced virgin...
The source of this c𝓸ntent is frёeweɓηovel.coɱ.
If he had been an experienced man, I'm afraid he would have pinned her down.
But it was really comfortable being embraced by Wen Yang and feeling the heat of his body against hers...
Especially now, there was not even a quilt. In the autumn and winter nights, the temperature is only about ten degrees Celsius. There is no quilt to keep out the cold, but at least there is a boyfriend to keep out the cold.
“Don't move around,” Wen Yang had a comment.
“Huh?”
"Your hair is tickling my nose.”
“Mm."
Ning Chu yawned, her face resting on Wen Yang's arm, and she closed her eyes comfortably.
Wen Yang's impulse gradually dissipated, and he calmly looked at the back of Ning Chu's head, at her delicate neck, and listened to the distant barking of dogs and meowing of cats... When GHS's heart calmed down, he simply looked at his girlfriend in his arms from an admiring perspective. The atmosphere at this moment made him particularly reluctant to leave.
It's not bad to stay in this moment of beauty.
He lowered his head, his forehead touching Ning Chu's nape, and whispered, “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
“I love you...”
Ning Chu's heart was about to melt, but she pursed her lips and muttered, “Disgusting, mushy.”
She wanted to respond to Wen Yang, but felt a hand grab her tail. Her body twitched, and a soft moan escaped her lips before she could speak.
“What is this?”
“Tail, tail...”