Wen Yang felt an overwhelming heat spreading throughout his body.
He tugged at his collar, wiping a thin layer of sweat from his forehead as his breathing grew heavier and more labored.
Ning Chu, as if startled, quickly darted to the side, watching him warily.
“I need to get home and take a cold shower. This heat is killing me,” Wen Yang said, fanning himself with his hand. He glanced over at Ning Chu. “Why are you acting all jumpy?”
“Let’s take a cab back,” Ning Chu suggested.
“It’s only a short walk.”
Ning Chu checked the ride-hailing app and noticed that the nearest car wouldn’t arrive for another ten minutes. By then, they could already be home.
She sighed and canceled the ride, pursing her lips as she looked at Wen Yang’s flushed face. Her gaze quickly darted down to his lower half.
Even though he was wearing a large coat, the fabric was unmistakably tented.
“Let’s hurry home,” Ning Chu said, lowering her head and walking quickly toward the village. “Once I get you home, I need to head back too—my mom won’t let me spend the night out.”
Wen Yang quickened his pace to catch up with her, muttering, “Why is it so hot...”
“Maybe you drank too much?”
“I didn’t drink that much—just a few glasses. My tolerance isn’t that bad.”
“I told you not to drink.”
“Why are you avoiding me?”
Wen Yang suddenly realized that no matter how much he tried to catch up, Ning Chu kept increasing her pace. By now, she was practically jogging.
“I’m in a rush to get home,” Ning Chu replied, her expression tight as she kept a wary eye on Wen Yang. Her gaze also darted around nervously, as if worried some girl might jump out and snatch him away.
Tonight, Wen Yang belonged to the cup! No one was going to take him away!
“Ning Chu, I don’t feel right,” Wen Yang suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Startled, she turned to face him, only to see that within a few minutes, his breathing had become heavy like a beast’s. His eyes were red at the corners, burning with desire as he gazed at her like he wanted to devour her whole.
Just one look from him, and Ning Chu’s heart skipped a beat in fear.
Then, glancing down at the "gun" standing at attention, her face grew even paler.
Oh my god! This is worse than usual!
“Y-You should go to the bathroom and splash some cold water on your face!” Ning Chu stammered, her voice panicked as she pointed toward a nearby public restroom.
It was a small, blue structure with just two enclosed stalls.
Wen Yang swallowed, trying to tear his eyes away from Ning Chu’s pretty face.
“I’ll go wash up. Wait for me.”
As he disappeared into the restroom, Ning Chu breathed a small sigh of relief, pacing nervously outside. After a moment, she bought a bottle of cold water from a nearby convenience store.
A terrifying thought crept into her mind... What if Wen Yang couldn’t hold back and ended up ravishing her right there before they made it home...
This wasn’t how the plot was supposed to go!
“Ning Chu,” came Wen Yang’s hoarse voice from inside the restroom.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, running over and finding the door slightly ajar. She reached out with the bottle of water. “I bought you some cold water. Wash your face and calm down.”
But before she could react, her wrist was grabbed, and she was yanked inside the stall.
No way!
Her mind went blank.
When she finally came to her senses, she was in Wen Yang’s arms, his heavy breathing like that of a wild animal filling her ears.
“It’s unbearable... Please, help me.”
Ning Chu stood frozen, her gaze darting toward the restroom door in panic, her ears faintly picking up the sound of passing cars on the nearby road.
“Not here... Someone might see us,” she whispered, her face flushed crimson.
“Just once...”
Her face burning, Ning Chu turned her head away, her body trembling with nerves.
Her technique was getting better and better~
Maybe it was the drug, but Wen Yang didn’t seem as powerful as usual.
With her face still red, Ning Chu lowered her head and washed her hands.
“Phew~” Wen Yang exhaled deeply, though he seemed filled with regret. “What the hell is wrong with me?”
He had never been this impulsive, even when they were alone before.
“Want to go again?” Wen Yang teased.
Ning Chu’s shoulders tensed, and she bolted from the stall.
Again?! Who knows what kind of hentai scenario would unfold if they kept going!
She glanced around, relieved that no passersby had walked by during their encounter. If they had, Wen Yang’s heavy breathing might have drawn attention.
After a while, Wen Yang awkwardly emerged from the restroom. He still seemed flustered, struggling to maintain his composure. Even though Ning Chu had helped him once, the fire in his belly continued to burn, ready to explode at any moment.
“Ning Chu?” he called out weakly.
“Someone must have drugged you during the dinner,” Ning Chu speculated. “I told you all those women out there are trouble.”
“Viagra or something?”
Wen Yang, feeling unbearably hot, took off his coat and tied it around his waist to hide the embarrassing situation below.
“Just hold on. When we get home, you can use the toy however you want.”
“...”
Wen Yang blinked, his mind already filled with images of Ning Chu.
If he could use it however he wanted...
Ning Chu’s already flushed face turned even redder. She clenched her fists, her voice filled with frustration, “I’m talking about the toy I bought you earlier! The cup!”
“Oh,” Wen Yang mumbled, looking away in disappointment. “Still feels bad...”
“Bear with it. Didn’t I help you once already?”
“Why don’t you just stay over tonight? I promise I won’t touch a hair on your head.”
“No way!”
Who would believe that nonsense?!
Wen Yang’s eyes were bloodshot, and even from a few meters away, Ning Chu could hear his labored breathing. He looked at her like a starving wolf, his gaze almost physically weighing on her chest and backside.
Seeing his rationality slipping away, Ning Chu grew even more anxious.
Luckily, the apartment was now in sight.
As they reached the entrance to the building, Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief, turning to Wen Yang, “I’m not going up with you.”
But Wen Yang grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the stairs.
“Wait! I have to go home! My mom doesn’t let me stay out overnight!”
“Wen Yang! Wen Yang!”
Panic surged through her as she tried to escape, but his grip was ironclad. He pulled her toward the apartment with surprising force, and she stumbled closer and closer to the door.
Oh god! If they really went inside, she knew what would happen—just like in the book, she’d be reduced to an ahegao, filled to bursting, and end up with a “watermelon belly.”
Although she had long anticipated this kind of conclusion with Wen Yang, the intensity of their first time was more than she could handle!
“Wen Yang! I’m getting mad!” she shouted.
“I’m really mad!”
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Without thinking, she bit down on Wen Yang’s hand.
The pain snapped him out of his trance, and he turned to see his girlfriend’s fearful, angry eyes glaring at him, full of apprehension and fury. Guilt crashed over him, and his mind cleared.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
Ning Chu stepped back, rubbing her sore wrist, trying to calm herself down. “Just go inside. Do you have the early shift tomorrow? I’ll come find you in the morning.”
“I’m really... sorry...”
Why did I ever write such a ridiculous plotline?
As Wen Yang repeatedly apologized, Ning Chu couldn’t help but curse herself.
Why did I ever write such a ridiculous plotline?
Hearing Wen Yang apologize again and again, Ning Chu wanted to slap herself for ever writing such an outrageous scenario. She had only herself to blame for creating such a mess.