“Don't keep looking at me like that... I won't be able to write a word.”
Ning Chu looked up, displeased, at Wen Yang, who was leaning against the side of the table. “Go play games or do group work, or else go back to the dormitory.”
“I've come all this way, so can I at least have dinner before I go? It's been half an hour since I got in the car.”
"If I don't become a great writer, it's definitely your problem,”
She muttered, looking at Wen Yang walking towards the sofa, and then she let out a sigh of relief.
For some reason, she had no problem with posting her novels online for thousands of people to read, but if they were read by her friends in real life, the sense of shame would be particularly strong.
And this was supposed to be her autobiography...
If Wen Yang read it, it would be like Wen Yang stripping her bare and reading her from the inside out.
Ning Chu glanced behind her to make sure Wen Yang had already sat down on the sofa before she continued writing with peace of mind.
“What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go downstairs and buy it for you.”
“Sha County, it's downstairs and cheap,” she didn't have high expectations for food, “fried noodles, and a beef stew.”
“Okay.”
"I'll transfer the money to you...”
She was worried that Wen Yang would be too proud to ask for money if he ran out, so every time he helped her buy something, she would transfer the money to him.
Wen Yang didn't mind, and after answering, he asked, “Anything else I need to buy? I just want to go downstairs.”
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“Um, some Coke, cold.”
“Okay.”
He took the trash from the rental house and brought it with him when he left the house, packing it up and tidying it up.
As the door closed, Ning Chu placed her hands on the keyboard of her laptop and slowly typed two lines of text. After a moment's pause, she switched the interface directly to a pop-up video website, clicked on the top trending videos, and watched the videos one after the other.
When writing a light novel, her thoughts flowed freely, but when writing a serious novel, she would always get distracted and do something else after just two lines.
"This can't go on like this, I've been writing for two days and I've only written two lines,”
She muttered, resting her chin in one hand as she looked at the video playing on her computer.
After a moment, she hesitated and looked at her chest.
Ever since the silver pattern was perfected, her chest had been aching painfully, as if something was about to spill out.
She had thought it was just another growth spurt, but after a week, she hadn't felt her underwear getting tighter.
It couldn't be...
She's not pregnant and giving birth to a child! How could that be!
Ning Chu tugged the corner of her mouth and hurriedly shook her head to shake off the strange guesses in her mind.
Maybe it's because I haven't ruined the plot recently...
The proactive supporting actresses in the school have basically been resolved, and as the number decreases, the possibility of encountering the plot is naturally getting lower and lower.
But there are still a few difficult ones.
Especially that prick An An, I don't know how many men he's “eaten” in private.
Ning Chu suspects that the main reason she is able to thrive in the school is because she is capable. She can work day and night, and is simply the perfect object of exploitation.
Capitalist school leaders are evil! They won't let anyone go even after they die!
In the absence of Uncle Wen Yang or anyone else stepping in to resolve the situation, there is nothing to be done but to ignore it for now.
After all, Wen Yang is not likely to accept the advances of a female ghost.
And there is also that vampire. Given Wen Yang's personality, if he really did meet a girl who fainted alone, he would not be able to just stand there and do nothing.
“This is good, I don't have to worry about being turned on anymore.“
”It's just that the tail is always underdeveloped.“
Compared to Lily's little tail dotted with hearts, her tail was really a bit embarrassing.
The door was knocked on, and Ning Chu hurriedly got up and opened the door.
Wen Yang walked in with the packaged Shaxian snacks, placed the takeaway box on the coffee table, and glanced at the two lines of words on the computer.
”When I went to buy lunch, I didn't see you write much either.”
“Good books are polished.“
Ning Chu said defensively without changing her expression.
”Come and eat.“
She sat down on the sofa, feeling a little crowded.
When she picked up the takeaway box, Ning Chu suddenly remembered the medical examination, so she put the box down and took out two medical examination forms from her pocket.
”Here, should be fine, right?“
”Well, you've done all the medical examinations, right?“
”I've done them all.”
Wen Yang glanced down at the two medical examination forms and said, “Stunted growth...”
Where is it just the tail that is stunted? There is also not much flesh on the breasts and buttocks, so for a succubus, it must also be stunted!
“After you finish eating, you can go back, I'm busy in the evening.”
Ning Chu turned on the TV, connected it to the phone, and played a game live broadcast on the TV to eat dinner.
“Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? You won't even let me read the novel you wrote.”
"I haven't even written much of it.”
Wen Yang glanced at Ning Chu, his gaze falling on her slightly thin cherry lips, and suddenly he had a mischievous thought.
“Then give me a goodbye kiss before you go?”
”...
Ning Chu's face quickly began to flush.
It wasn't the first time, anyway, so she didn't know what to be shy about!
She muttered to herself, nodded slightly, and agreed with Wen Yang's idea.
It had been a few days since she had been kissed, and she actually had a little expectation...
Wen Yang finished eating first and got up to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth and gargle.
He always valued Ning Chu's experience and was afraid that there was something left in his mouth that would make Ning Chu unhappy.
In less than two minutes, Wen Yang returned to the room and stared straight at Ning Chu.
“...
”Finished eating?“
”Yes, I'll go brush my teeth too?"
Ning Chu lowered her head and tried to get up, but Wen Yang had already come to the front of the sofa, blocking her way.
She tilted her head up, but saw Wen Yang's face rapidly enlarging in her field of vision, so she hurriedly lowered her head.
The moment their lips touched, Ning Chu's body was already overwhelmed by Wen Yang, and she lay helplessly on the sofa. Her legs kicked twice in resistance, but they were quickly interrupted by the hot and intense kiss.
All her strength had drained away, and she could feel the weight of Wen Yang on her body. The two of their chests were pressed together, and she could feel Wen Yang's body temperature through the layers of clothing.
“Ugh!”
She gradually became a little breathless, her breathing becoming more and more rapid. The corners of her eyes were tinged with a rich red color, and her eyes were watery, as if tears would overflow at any moment.
Wait!
What are you doing with that hand! Don't touch it!
Ning Chu's body trembled, and she let out an uncontrollable moan.
She tried to resist, but her body was pinned down, leaving her no room to fight back. She could only passively endure the pleasure she had never experienced before.
“No...”
Her mind was in a daze. She didn't know how long it took before Wen Yang got up.
Wen Yang took a breath and looked at Ning Chu, who was soft as a pool of water on the sofa.
Her face was flushed, her slightly swollen red lips panted rapidly, her eyes were wet and dewy, her gaze dull, as if she had not yet come to her senses.
Her clothes were already in a messy state, her blouse had been lifted up to just below her breasts, and the silver lines on her belly were faintly visible.
Wen Yang almost couldn't resist the temptation, taking a deep breath and trying hard to calm her fluctuating emotions.
“So, I'll be going then?”
"Huh?”
Ning Chu suddenly came to her senses, looking at Wen Yang with a look full of resentment, like a discontented little resentful woman.
She sat up with difficulty, pulled her top down to cover her belly, and muttered, “Get out of here quickly.”
“Why don't I stay tonight?”
“No way!”
Anyway, I've explored a new area, so it's not a loss.
Although he was rejected, Wen Yang was still beaming with joy.
It was as if the milk flavor was still lingering on his hands. He decided not to wash his hands today.