It was just past one in the afternoon when Ning Chu stepped out of the subway.

This afternoon, she still had to drag Zhang Shaoqing around to look for day jobs. But this time she came prepared—she’d gotten her hands on a local day-labor WeChat group from her mom.

Don’t be fooled by how her mom seemed to do nothing all day but watch dramas, play mahjong, or occasionally go on dates with her boyfriend. Life had only been this relaxed for her recently.

Once Ning Yuan started working and could chip in with household expenses, their mother had “retired”—at least, according to her brother.

“Retired” in quotation marks, because she didn’t even have social security, let alone a pension.

(Fun fact: in low-end, high-turnover jobs, employers almost never provide social security. At best, some small legit companies will pay it intermittently. But technically, once it’s interrupted even for one month, it no longer counts.)

“There really are a lot of jobs… is there a labor shortage during New Year?”

Walking toward the urban village, Ning Chu scrolled through the listings in the chat group, wondering what kind of work Zhang Shaoqing could even handle.

It felt like being a parent—dragging along a rebellious “son” who didn’t appreciate a thing.

She sighed gloomily. “Can’t imagine him being good at anything.”

This rich second-gen wasn’t arrogant and overbearing like the ones she read about online. But useless? Absolutely.

He wouldn’t even hand out flyers because “it’s too cold in winter.” What could a guy like that do?

As she strolled into the narrow alleys of the village, the familiar surroundings made her pause. Her eyes landed on an adult shop up ahead.

She’d gone there once with Wen Yang and vaguely remembered seeing ball gags on sale…

The thought barely formed before she shook her head hard, driving the dirty idea out.

Sure, without intimacy she felt way less energized today compared to before. But that didn’t mean she should force herself into it just to perk up. Her body might already been molden into Wen Yang’s “shape,” but her brain couldn’t get addicted to pleasure too.

Otherwise, she’d end up a weirdo whimpering from arousal at random times!

Then it hit her—that’s basically what being a succubus was: constantly on edge, constantly in heat.

“Seriously…” She let out another sigh and tore her gaze away from the store.

Dragging her steps, she finally arrived at the bottom of Wen Yang’s rental. She looked up at his window and saw clothes hanging outside to dry.

Her heart skipped—she was about to see him again. The excitement she’d been trying to suppress bubbled up instantly.

Quickening her pace, she went into the cramped stairwell.

At his door, she knocked softly.

Her spare key had gone to Zhang Shaoqing, so now even visiting her boyfriend required knocking—no more surprise visits like before.

She waited, but the place stayed quiet.

“Is he out?”

She should’ve messaged him first before going. Wen Yang was totally clueless about things like this—he went out without even telling her.

Pressing her lips together, Ning Chu went downstairs and borrowed the spare key from the building’s caretaker auntie.

This building was her grandpa’s property. Her mom collected the rent, and the auntie managed it day to day. As the granddaughter of the landlord, it was easy enough to get the last backup key.

Unlocking the door, she stepped inside Wen Yang’s room. To her surprise, the place was tidier than it had been before Zhang Shaoqing moved in.

Considering it used to double as their battlefield, it being a mess had been perfectly normal.

Closing the door behind her, she walked straight to the wardrobe, pulled out a change of her clothes, and headed into the bathroom.

She turned on the tap, and when the warm water ran through her hair, it hit her.

Wait—she wasn’t planning to do anything. Why was she taking a shower?

…Oh well, since she had already started, might as well do it.

She laughed to herself. “Let’s just say it’s so I’ll look neat and pretty when Wen Yang sees me~”

Steam quickly filled the small bathroom. She took her time washing, not worried in the least about Wen Yang or Zhang Shaoqing suddenly walking in.

This was only a little after one.

There was no way those two would be back before three.

Besides, back in the boys’ dorm she used to shower without a shred of guilt—she just had to dress decently.

Still, she tested the bathroom door lock a few times: open, shut, bolt, unbolt—until she was absolutely sure it was secure.

And then, she heard the sound of the front door opening.

“!!”

“Ning Chu? You’re here and didn’t even tell me?”

Only Wen Yang’s footsteps echoed from outside. Relief washed over her.

She lowered the water pressure, calling back, “I came to help Shaoqing look for work. Where is he?”

“He already found something. Waiter job—comes with food and board. He’s working there right now.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Nope. He’s moving in tonight. Funny thing is, that place doesn’t normally hire day labor, but he sweet-talked the boss. Lied about dropping out of school, said he could stay at least half a year. The boss bought it.” Wen Yang chuckled. “Since meals and housing are covered, he said he doesn’t even care about wages. He still has cash for pocket money, so worst case, he leaves when school starts again, whether he gets paid or not.”

Inside the bathroom, Ning Chu lathered up the sponge with shower gel, scrubbing her skin while chatting through the door.

But her brows furrowed slightly.

That familiar restlessness stirred again. Heat coiled low in her belly, a tingling itch brushing over her nerves like the tip of a feather. Her body trembled in response.

She knew this sensation all too well.

With a helpless sigh, she almost gave in. After all, Shaoqing was out working.

It was just… broad daylight. Any little sound might carry through the thin walls. Worse, Wen Yang might catch her, eyes wide, staring straight at her. The thought alone made her cheeks burn.

Back then, at least, the lights had always been off.

She rinsed the foam from her skin, ready to step out bare and dripping, when a long-forgotten scene from her hentai NovelBin popped into her head.

A girl hiding in a boys’ dorm takes a shower while her roommates are gone. Overcome by desire, she gives in to temptation under the water.

But the hentai protagonist comes back early. He catches her mid-act, stunned at first—then delighted—before joining her.

And as if on cue, more roommates drift back one by one. The girl tried her best to stifle her voice, but the villain still hears something.

By the end of it, it had become a gangbang where the only one who suffered was the heroine.

Her stomach dropped. No way. It can’t be…

But the déjà vu was undeniable.

This wasn’t a boys’ dorm, sure. But clichés didn’t care about setting.

Normally, even when she showered here, she never got such an ominous sense of “this is it.” Like her sixth sense was whispering that a plotline was about to trigger.

“No, no… Wen Yang didn’t barge in. He wouldn’t…”

Except—he had come back earlier than expected.

And she definitely wasn’t touching herself.

—Or at least, her brain wasn’t. Her thighs, on the other hand, had already squeezed together, rubbing against each other in secret betrayal.

Her succubus body’s instincts were merciless. Dirty thoughts began flooding her mind, one after another.

“Why’d it suddenly go quiet?” Wen Yang’s curious voice came from outside. He rapped on the door. “You didn’t faint in there, did you?”

Ning Chu froze in horror.

The door, which she had definitely bolted, swung open at his knock—like it had only ever been left ajar.

Oh shit.

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