Oh no, oh no, oh no~
Wen Yang was clearly much more intense than the character in the story! Compared to his usual self, it was like he had maxed out his attack speed and power buffs, fiercer than even their first night together.
Ning Chu barely had time to switch to her “younger sister” role before she was swept into a daze, drifting in and out of consciousness.
In her dreams, she felt like she was tossed about on a stormy sea, rising and falling with the waves, occasionally choking on water with an overwhelming sensation of breathlessness. She tried to keep her mouth closed, aware enough to fight against the instinct to gasp.
When she woke up the next morning, there were still traces of tears at the corners of her eyes, and her entire body ached, as if it had been taken apart.
The ropes around her had already been removed, lying discarded on the floor nearby.
Staring dazedly at the ceiling, she felt slight tingles of electricity in her muscles, causing her to twitch occasionally.
As her mind gradually cleared, Ning Chu suddenly realized something and struggled to sit up despite her soreness.
Wait! She hadn’t even played the younger sister yet!
So did she go through all that for nothing?
Ugh! And she’d even blacked out for the latter half—what a waste!
She paused, then glanced at Wen Yang beside her, noticing the faint bite marks on his shoulder. She felt a bit relieved.
Thankfully, she hadn’t made too much noise last night, and the bed was sturdy enough that it hadn’t squeaked.
Otherwise, in this rental building, the embarrassment would have been unbearable.
Poor Wen Yang, though—she’d nearly bitten him to the point of bleeding.
Trying to get out of bed, Ning Chu winced as pain shot through her, making her flop back down onto the mattress.
I should’ve bitten him harder last night, she thought.
As a succubus, she shouldn’t be too sore to get out of bed the next day! This was a bit much!
She collapsed back onto the bed, rolling onto her side to look at Wen Yang’s sleeping face.
Her head felt uncomfortable against the pillow, so she shifted until she found a better position to rest on her side.
Wait!
Her still-groggy brain finally snapped into full awareness. Ning Chu instinctively reached up and touched her head, discovering that what had been just tiny horn buds the size of her fingernails yesterday had grown to the length of her thumbs!
Oh my god!
This strange growth rate...
Does that mean last night’s roleplay worked?!
Could she really use a substitute approach to complete plotlines meant for other female characters ahead of time?
Though she’d only played the “older sister” last night, so it was only halfway successful...?
Her sudden realization startled Wen Yang awake.
He opened his eyes and saw Ning Chu lying beside him, stark naked and rubbing her head. His gaze flared with warmth, but he quickly noticed the small hickeys and bruises dotting her skin.
“Last night... got a bit carried away...”
“A bit?” Ning Chu shot him a look. The mix of desire and concern in his eyes made her blush, and she quickly pulled a nightgown from the bedside table to cover herself.
Morning exercise was out of the question; she didn’t want to still be bedridden come Monday.
Better to cover up properly.
“My horns grew quite a bit. Look.” She lowered her hand and tilted her head toward Wen Yang. “My hair can’t hide them anymore.”
“Maybe you could braid it up to cover them?”
“You try it. All I can manage is a ponytail.”
With some effort, Ning Chu got up from bed, a bit unsteady.
She only had on a nightgown that barely covered most of her backside, but her upper thighs were still visible to Wen Yang.
In her hurry to get to the bathroom, she didn’t bother covering up, hobbling along the wall as she made her way.
Her skin felt sticky, and Wen Yang must have been just as tired, considering he hadn’t offered # Nоvеlight # to help her with a shower as he usually did... With the ropes and the stimulation, she’d been a bit too bold last night.
But she still wasn’t a match for Wen Yang; while the first half was evenly matched, by the second half, she’d been left whimpering, in a daze halfway between awake and asleep.
It had gotten a bit out of hand, though Wen Yang had stayed rational enough to remember protection. Otherwise, even without a shower, her belly might still feel uncomfortably full.
Her legs had been pressed to her chest, leaving her thighs sore and weak this morning.
Thankfully, as a succubus, she had natural flexibility, which meant she didn’t risk pulling anything, even with the occasional strain...
I really need to take up yoga, she thought. Otherwise, one day, this will wear me out for good.
After her shower, dressed in the clothes Wen Yang brought her, Ning Chu felt significantly better than when she first woke up.
She sat back down on the bed, memories of the previous night lingering in her mind, making her glance away from Wen Yang’s gaze.
“So... did you make a lot selling at the stall yesterday?”
She finally found a topic to ease the awkwardness.
At the mention of the stall, Wen Yang’s warm gaze dimmed a bit, and he sighed, sounding frustrated. “First time out, I had no clue what I was doing, and the goods I picked didn’t sell well.”
“Don’t worry, you’ve got a protagonist’s luck; you’ll eventually sell everything,” Ning Chu encouraged.
“Luck... Well, I sure had plenty, seeing as my first night out, the city enforcers showed up.”
“Uh...”
That can’t be right! Usually, any problems they ran into would be solved if Wen Yang stepped in. Even their part-time flyer jobs together went smoothly, so why had things gone differently this time?
Ning Chu blinked, clearing the last remnants of her more colorful thoughts.
She didn’t dwell on it too much, instead cheering him on. “The first time’s always like that~ it’s not like everything goes perfectly on the first try.”
“True. I’ll go out again tonight, at least until I’ve sold everything.”
“Can I come?”
Her eyes lit up with excitement at the thought of experiencing the street market herself. “You can attract the girls, and I’ll get the guys to come over...”
“No way!” Wen Yang interrupted her without thinking.
“What’s wrong?”
“You... you think you’ll be in any shape to head out with me tonight?”
Wen Yang rephrased his response.
“Good point...” Ning Chu felt the lingering ache in her body and, annoyed, gave Wen Yang a kick. “You went way too hard on me!”
Her sore body made the kick entirely ineffective, not even making Wen Yang sway, though he let out a dramatic “ouch” and collapsed onto the bed.
“Hmph~” Satisfied, Ning Chu put her hands on her hips and gave him another two kicks. “Now hurry up and go buy me breakfast!”
“It’s already past ten.”
“Then brunch! I want stir-fried noodles, with extra meat, and a bowl of beef stew!”
“On it~”
Groaning dramatically under her kicks, Wen Yang jumped up, got dressed, and asked, “Want me to grab some snacks too? You might not be leaving the house today.”
“And whose fault is that?!”
“Mine, mine.”
He accepted her blame without hesitation, muttering under his breath.
It’s not my fault the little succubus is so irresistible...
Bound in a tortoiseshell pattern, pretending to have her hands tied by her tail, wriggling on the bed with that pitiful “don’t do it” look.
No man could hold back!
“So, are you going to keep running a stall?”
“Yeah, I’ll keep going. I only have time at night anyway, so it won’t interfere with weekend shifts. I’ll just do it for fun.”
“Next time, you have to let me join!”
