As they reached the front door with Black Bean, Ning Chu crouched down with some worry, carefully checking the corners of Black Bean's mouth.
"Your mouth is covered in oil—wipe it off, don’t let Mom see."
"Mmhm!"
She took the tissue from Wen Yang, gently holding Black Bean's little face to wipe away the oil and cumin from her lips, finally feeling reassured.
If her mother saw, she’d definitely get scolded.
"Don’t tell Mom."
"I’m not stupid~"
Ning Chu couldn’t help but pinch Black Bean’s little chubby face before standing up and opening the door.
As soon as they entered the house, Ning Chu immediately spotted her mother sitting on the sofa, knitting and watching TV.
"Why are you so late? It’s already 9:30." Her mother looked up with dissatisfaction. "Ning Xin, go take a shower and go to bed."
"I don’t want to shower..."
"Who doesn’t shower? If you smell bad, no one will want to play with you."
Black Bean pouted so hard it could hang an oil jar, her cat ears drooping, and her tail hanging low to the floor as she reluctantly dragged herself toward the bathroom.
Her mother rolled her eyes silently and then called out to Ning Chu, "Come here, tell me if you think this pattern looks good."
"What are you knitting?"
"A scarf for Ning Xin. She’ll be able to use it in the winter."
Her mother proudly showed off the nearly finished cartoon cat pattern, smiling as she added, "I’ll give it to her on her birthday."
"I don’t have one~"
Ning Chu playfully clung to her mother, using her usual spoiled tone.
"Well, you’re old enough to buy your own," her mother said, smiling as she looked toward the kitchen. "I made you some black chicken soup. Go drink it before Ning Xin gets to it."
"Black chicken soup..."
"It’s good for your health."
Ning Chu had never been fond of black chicken soup, mainly because the dark, unappetizing look of the black chicken put her off, and there wasn’t much meat.
When it came to soup, she preferred the meaty rib stew, which was much more to her liking.
There was a small, oval-shaped pot in the kitchen, used specifically for stewing soup. It could hold two small bowls, and usually, her mother would add ingredients in the evening, so by the next morning, Black Bean could have a nutritious soup to drink.
"Hot!"
Ning Chu shrieked as her hand made contact with the pot, immediately pulling it back.
"I’ll do it," Wen Yang quickly came over, swiftly taking the black chicken soup out of the pot.
Ning Chu lowered her voice when she saw the situation: "Can you drink it for me? Thanks."
"Aren’t you going to try it?"
"Just by smelling it, I can tell Mom added a bunch of weird stuff, it all smells like herbs..." She grimaced. "I’ve been about to throw up since I was little."
Apparently, she had been a premature baby and had a weak constitution growing up, so her mother always made sure she had milk, eggs, and medicinal soups.
As a result, Ning Chu hated boiled eggs and herbal soups.
"It’s good for your body. Besides, you’ll give me the good stuff when you’re done anyway~"
The little succubus made a lewd joke, causing Wen Yang’s mind to wander, but he awkwardly rubbed his nose and took a step back, trying to maintain some distance.
But it was too late...
"Is it really that effective? You haven’t even had two sips yet?" Ning Chu looked down at the slowly waking dragon, realizing she had messed up. She hurriedly backed out of the kitchen, warning, "Take it slow when you come out, don’t let Mom see or she’ll make fun of me."
"Got it."
"So, you’re done drinking?"
Her mother rolled her eyes as Ning Chu came out of the kitchen. "Let me guess, you let Wen Yang drink it all?"
"No, I had a couple of sips too~"
Ning Chu glanced at Black Bean, who had just come out of the bathroom with wet ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) hair. "Mom, do we have any pajamas? I didn’t bring any back."
She hadn’t showered for two days since their camping trip at the beach, and although her skin still felt fresh, she couldn’t help but itch all over.
"I’ll go get them for you."
Not long after, her mother brought out a set of white silk pajamas with a shirt and pants.
"They’re my pajamas; they might be a little small on you."
Her mother was half a head shorter than Ning Chu now, and the pajamas probably fit her better.
"It’s fine!"
Grabbing the pajamas, Ning Chu hurried into the bathroom, and after closing the door, she could hear her mother talking to Black Bean outside.
"Did you go eat late-night snacks with your sister again?"
"No!"
"Really? I don’t believe you."
"Really! I’m very well-behaved~"
"If you’re well-behaved, brush your teeth properly. Stop fooling me."
The house was small, but the bathroom was much bigger than the rented apartment. The shower stall had smooth cobblestones, and as Ning Chu stepped on them with her bare feet, the pain made her legs buckle, and she stumbled against the wall with a soft yelp.
She had gotten used to the cobblestones before, but after being at school for a while, her feet had become more sensitive.
After about ten minutes, she finished showering, dried off, and slipped into the silk pajamas her mother had given her. She quickly realized the pajamas were indeed a bit too small.
When she raised her hand, the sleeves caught on her shoulders, and when she fastened the buttons on the shirt, it constricted around her waist, accentuating the curve of her chest.
The pants were tight and narrow, squeezing her thighs and hips, outlining her full, rounded bottom.
A perfectly modest pajama set now felt unexpectedly provocative.
Thankfully, she was at home, and apart from her boyfriend, there were no other men around.
Ning Chu stepped out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, and complained to her mother, "Mom! These pajamas are too small!"
"Just make do with them, no one else is here."
"That’s easy to say..."
But wearing such tight, sultry clothes with no underwear... Wen Yang might not be able to resist his impulses tonight.
She thought of how desperate Wen Yang had been, yet unable to act on his desires...
A wicked smile curled at Ning Chu’s lips as she imagined Wen Yang’s frustrated, restless night, delighting in the thought as she blew on her hair.
"Big sister, your butt is so big!"
Black Bean suddenly popped up and slapped Ning Chu’s backside.
Ning Chu turned around with an annoyed expression. "Are you asking for a beating?! Why haven’t you gone to bed yet?"
"Your chest is big too~"
The innocent, carefree tone made Ning Chu’s cheeks flush. She glanced at her chest, now clearly outlined under the tight pajamas, and in embarrassment and irritation, lightly kicked Black Bean, "Go to sleep!"
"I want to sleep with you..."
"Get lost!"
It was only 10 PM, and Black Bean reluctantly entered her room. Ning Chu, however, still wasn’t tired. She sat down at the computer and started playing a game.
Wen Yang came into the next room after his shower, closing the door and placing a bottle of milk on the desk. "Here, I warmed it up for you. Drink it and go to bed early, don’t stay up too late."
"Milk?" Ning Chu said in a teasing, suggestive tone.
"Don’t mess around." Wen Yang’s tone was serious, but his eyes kept drifting toward the little succubus’s chest, feeling thirsty and uncomfortable.
Ning Chu got up from the desk, swaying her hips, her tail wagging slowly behind her as she made her way to the bed. "I’m not that tired~"
Wen Yang could clearly feel her mischievous teasing, and his own restraint started to waver.
