The sky outside remained perpetually overcast, with a steady drizzle that seemed unending.
Ning Chu woke up, draped only in a loose white shirt, and stood by the bed. She pulled back the curtain and peeked outside, her gaze wandering over the gloomy scene.
Laundry had piled up to half a bucket, waiting for a sunny day to dry properly.
“Not worried about being seen?”
Wen Yang’s voice came from behind her. His arms gently wrapped around her waist, and like a large dog, he rested his chin on her narrow shoulder, greedily inhaling her unique scent.
Ning Chu wore Wen Yang’s oversized white shirt, which covered just enough to barely reach her hips. The hemline, lifted slightly by her shapely rear, created a tantalizing curve. A slender black tail coiled around her thigh, tracing down to her calf, peeking out like a teasing accent. This casual allure outmatched any seductive outfit.
But Ning Chu wasn’t about to indulge Wen Yang’s early-morning enthusiasm. Flustered, she swatted his hands away.
“It still hurts! Don’t touch me!”
Wen Yang released her and stood up straight, raising his hands in mock surrender. “Next time, I promise I’ll be gentler.”
Ning Chu turned to glare at him, only to find his gaze fixated on her chest before dropping to the silver markings on her lower abdomen. The shirt wasn’t buttoned up and hung loosely on her body, leaving everything underneath exposed.
Noticing his obvious intentions, she quickly retreated, worried he’d pin her back onto the bed. “I’m going to shower.”
“Need any help?”
“Go buy breakfast.”
Her legs still trembled slightly, and her muscles ached. Supporting herself against the wall, she hobbled toward the bathroom.
Wen Yang’s newfound "steering wheel" technique had made him far more relentless than usual. While her body had endured it, her brain had completely short-circuited under the overwhelming sensations.
“So ruthless...” Ning Chu muttered under her breath, standing beneath the warm spray of the shower.
Although Wen Yang had bathed her once last night, she still felt sticky after waking up and needed another shower.
Suddenly, a knock came from the front door, causing her to freeze mid-shower.
So early? Who could it be?
The mess on the bed hadn’t been cleaned up yet!
She quickly turned off the water and listened closely to the sounds outside.
“Anyone home? It’s time to settle this month’s rent and utilities.”
That voice... it was the landlord’s granddaughter!
Ever since Wen Yang had moved in, that girl had shown obvious interest in him. But as a mere background character, she wasn’t even a proper rival or villainess, and Ning Chu felt zero threat from her.
Even if Wen Yang did show interest, the girl's "rank" was way too low. Teaming up with him would only get her sent straight to the hospital.
With an air of disdain, Ning Chu scoffed silently but still cracked open the bathroom door, peeking toward the entrance.
“Got it. Ning Chu, can you check the water meter in the bathroom?” Wen Yang called out.
“Okay!”
“I might not have enough cash. Can I borrow your phone to pay?”
“Fine!”
Satisfied after a few minutes of observation, Ning Chu closed the door and turned to check the water meter.
The girl outside tried her best to flirt, but Wen Yang didn’t even glance at her. Once Ning Chu reported the water ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ meter reading, he called out again, “I’m going out to check the electric meter. I’ll be back in a bit.”
“Got it!”
Ten minutes later, Ning Chu emerged from the bathroom freshly dressed, just as Wen Yang returned. He had already paid the rent and utilities and brought breakfast along.
“I grabbed something from the shop downstairs—noodles and wontons,” he said, setting the food down before quickly heading off to change clothes.
Ning Chu stirred her noodles, glancing up curiously as Wen Yang stood by the wardrobe, donning a black suit that didn’t quite fit.
“Where’d you get a suit?”
“The shirt’s mine. The suit’s borrowed.”
“Why so formal?”
“There’s a debate competition today, and we’re required to wear white shirts and black suits.”
Ning Chu blinked, her face full of surprise. “What the heck? You signed up for a debate competition behind my back? I’ve never seen you compete before!”
Wen Yang quickly defended himself. “Today’s the first match.”
“What else are you hiding from me?”
“Uh... I also signed up for the basketball tournament. Does that count?”
“Wow, Wen Yang! If you can secretly enter competitions now, what’s next—secretly dating other girls?”
He hadn’t expected the conversation to escalate this far. Panicked, he turned to look at Ning Chu, only to find her sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her expression smug and teasing.
The little succubus was clearly fishing for a reaction.
Swallowing his rebuttal, Wen Yang casually removed his suit jacket, looking ready for battle. “I guess I didn’t go hard enough last night?”
“No, no!” Although Ning Chu was tempted, her body couldn’t handle it right now. She quickly sat upright and declared, “I’m coming with you! To make sure no bad women seduce you!”
“Just don’t come to watch me embarrass myself.”
“Of course not~ Why’d you even sign up for those competitions?”
“Prize money. Plus, if I do well, it’ll look good when I’m job-hunting later.”
“Hmm... maybe.”
In her past life, Ning Chu had always struggled with filling out the “Personal Experiences” section of her resume. At least Wen Yang would have something to write down, avoiding the embarrassment of a blank page.
She wondered if she should start entering competitions herself. After all, she couldn’t let her post-transmigration life turn out worse than her past one. What if she ended up stuck in a low-paying job earning less than a waitress?
“I’m full! You finish the rest!” Ning Chu announced, leaping off the sofa after a couple of bites of noodles. She ran off excitedly to change clothes.
Despite the rough night before, her body recovered quickly. When she’d first woken up, her legs had been weak and sore, but now she moved around without much issue.
That succubus body of hers was incredible.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long before she could turn the tables and completely drain Wen Yang dry.
Ning Chu dressed in a black casual blazer, pleated skirt, and leggings, intentionally coordinating her outfit to match Wen Yang’s.
While Wen Yang looked sharp and professional in his suit, she looked like she was trying too hard to seem mature.
Her figure filled out the outfit well, but her youthful face betrayed her attempt at sophistication.
Even though her demeanor was becoming more alluring, her face still held an undeniable innocence that makeup couldn’t immediately fix.
“How do I look?” Ning Chu stood in front of the mirror, debating whether to put on more grown-up makeup.
Under Lily’s and her mom’s guidance, her makeup skills had reached a decent level.
“You look great in anything. Just make sure to dress warmly. Don’t catch a cold again.”
“How many times do I have to tell you! These leggings are thick and fleece-lined! Try wearing them yourself if you don’t believe me!”
“I think I’ll pass.”
