The cosmetics had all been placed on the table.
However, Ning Chu's attention was on the bed, the two small toys that looked like twisted eggs, and the exceptionally hideous imitation French stick that was too big for Lily to use.
She blushed, her eyes flashing as she dared not meet Wen Yang's gaze.
She was in trouble~ her image was probably completely ruined!
She glanced at Wen Yang, who was standing to the side, and her head hung down. Her face was already as red as if it were about to bleed, and her ears and neck were already burning.
Wen Yang was silent. Although Ning Chu was showing her true demoness nature during her infatuation, she always behaved very restrained, and even shy, except when she was having sex.
But she never expected to secretly bring such a thing back.
This was an insult to him!
Is it because he can't satisfy Ning Chu? If Ning Chu hadn't always refused, he would have shown off his prowess to her long ago.
But for a charmed demon...it actually feels quite normal.
“It's true that Lillith gave it to me, and I didn't even want it,” Ning Chu said, feeling uneasy and guilty, as Wen Yang remained silent.
Although there were a few toys in her shopping cart, she was only at the curious stage and hadn't made up her mind to buy them.
Wen Yang rubbed his chin and turned his head to look at Ning Chu: “Try it tonight?”
“No!”
Then Wen Yang would really be playing with the toy and her!
That was Ning Chu's worst fear!
Wen Yang could toss her around for a few minutes with one hand and make her surrender, and with a toy, wouldn't it break early!
"Put it away!”
Without waiting for Wen Yang to say anything, she took two steps forward, grabbed the French stick with some trepidation, and quickly stuffed it into the drawer of the nightstand.
She glanced at the corner of the drawer, where there were still two boxes of balloons left by her mother.
The size of the balloons was a bit too small...
After putting away the toy, Ning Chu's heartbeat finally slowed down a bit, and she sat down on the sofa slightly tired.
Her emotions finally calmed down a bit, but when she looked up at Wen Yang, the monster, which was even more hideous than a French stick, was holding it up to her...and her mood immediately became nervous again.
“I'm hungry, I haven't eaten dinner yet.”
Ning Chu tried to change the subject.
“Okay, I'll go downstairs and buy you some.”
She let out a sigh of relief, and was glad that Wen Yang wasn't thinking about GHS right now.
Otherwise, she would definitely be half dead tonight.
She was both looking forward to it and dreading it...
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After half an hour, Wen Yang returned with the takeaway dinner.
“There's a new ramen place nearby, I bought you beef noodles, try it.”
“Mmm!”
The blush on her face had faded, and although she was still nervous, Ning Chu tried her best to imitate Lily and hide her thoughts.
She opened the takeaway box and chopsticks, and said with a fake calm, “I need to go code for a bit.”
"What exactly do you write? Why won't you show it to me?”
“Well...it's just a romance novel.” Ning Chu didn't want her friends in real life to read her novel, muttering, ‘There's nothing to see, it's definitely not your cup of tea.’ ‘Okay.’
Wen Yang didn't dwell on it too much, opened the lunch box for Ning Chu and handed her the disposable chopsticks.
After eating, Ning Chu sat down in front of the computer. She hadn't had time to write the novel for the past two days, which had depleted her saved draft quite a bit, so she had to make up for it tonight.
The novel has been doing quite well. It seems that the true feelings in autobiographies really can touch people.
The only problem is that this type of novel is too niche, and compared to the same period, the collection is pitiful.
And this autobiographical novel is simply not fit to be seen by others. If it is seen by friends in her life, it is equivalent to them seeing her underwear clearly!
“Just wait until it goes on the shelves next month.”
She doesn't expect too much either. Writing novels can earn her a thousand yuan, which is enough to pay the rent and utilities.
Wen Yang knew that Ning Chu didn't want to be disturbed when she was writing her novel, so she went to the bathroom to wash the clothes she had accumulated over the past two days.
The rented room did not have a washing machine, nor even a laundry sink. The conditions were simple, and she could only squat in the bathroom and use two washbasins to wash the clothes.
“Ning Chu, where are your underwear?”
“I can wash my own underwear!”
“There's nothing to be shy about...”
Wen Yang muttered, as if he wasn't going to do anything strange with Ning Chu's underwear.
He could just as easily go for Ning Chu, and his handiwork was getting more and more skilled~ It's just that he was getting used to it too, and as a result, he couldn't get out recently, and could only hold it in all night.
Maybe he really should go to the hospital?
At 11 o'clock at night, Ning Chu took a shower and lay in bed.
Yawning, she hid half her face under the covers, lying on her side and using Wen Yang's arm as a pillow as usual.
Wen Yang was actually quite honest today~
As soon as this thought had just surfaced, she felt a large hand cover her chest.
Ning Chu sighed helplessly. The body of a demon was really sensitive. Even though her mind was clear, the pleasurable feeling that was like an electric current quickly got her body into the mood.
“Pervert, right?”
“Why is it perverted to be your girlfriend?”
In the dark, Wen Yang couldn't see Ning Chu's face, but he could feel the soft body suddenly tense up a little.
She could vaguely hear Ning Chu's soft, suppressed grunts. He withdrew his arm, which had been used as a pillow, and also participated in the development and cultivation of Ning Chu.
It is said that taking care of only one side is likely to result in one being bigger and the other being smaller.
“Wen Yang...” Ning Chu's words were soft as water. She clenched her legs under the covers, her lips slightly parted, expressing her dissatisfaction with the slight pleasant feeling that was like scratching an itch.
Her hands left her body, and she turned over and lay flat, looking up at Wen Yang's silhouette in the darkness.
“What are you doing up?”
Wen Yang took something out of a drawer, but it was hard to see.
But she already guessed.
It was that little toy that looked like a capsule toy!
Ning Chu's nerves immediately tensed a lot. “What are you doing!”
She shouted, but her body made no move to resist, and she closed her eyes tightly in shame and panic.
Something cold and hard was pressed against the base of her leg, and then it suddenly started vibrating.
“Ssshhhh...”
An experience she had never felt before instantly rushed into her brain, as if it had been blown up by an electric light. Her legs subconsciously clenched, she stretched her neck, tilted her head back, and her waist kept rising upwards, instantly arching her whole body into a bridge shape.
The impact was so strong that she thought she was going to break: “Stop, stop, stop!”
“No more!“
Seeing her fierce resistance, Wen Yang had to take his hand away.
”Don't like it?“
Ning Chu gasped, her waist falling back onto the bed, all her strength dissipated in those few seconds.
She was silent, her blank mind gradually coming back to life.
No wonder Lily liked it so much...
Was it that strong?
”Then
I'll put it away?”
Ning Chu timidly grabbed Wen Yang's arm, her voice as small as a mosquito.
“Try again...”
Wen Yang held back a smile, his face about to burst into laughter. He of course knew how great an impact the little toy in his hands had had on Ning Chu, but he still teased, “Didn't you say you didn't want it anymore? Never mind, I'll throw it away sometime.”
“...
Ning Chu rolled over, ashamed, and buried her face in the pillow.
”Continue!”