‘Ahhh… so much for abstinence.’

In broad daylight, at least the sound of running water had covered things up. She did her best to keep her lips shut, too.

Even if this time wasn’t exactly her choice, she had to admit—after soaking up Wen Yang’s “energy,” her mind felt a lot clearer.

Her body, though, was utterly drained.

Exhausted, she pulled on her clothes and collapsed onto the bed like a ragdoll that had been played with too roughly. Her head was still buzzing with the “plot’s” aftermath.

In her story, the villain would force the heroine to give in with lines like “You don’t want people to find out a girl is living in the boys’ dorm, do you?” Then he’d overpower the protagonist… and later, sneak into the girl’s bed in the middle of the night while everyone else was asleep.

Zhang Shaoqing hadn’t gone dark yet. He was still the goofy, thick-skinned fool she knew. But Ning Chu couldn’t help worrying—what if that idiot ever really thought of something so perverted?

That would be terrifying!

And Shaoqing really had come back. He probably hadn’t heard her noises, but since he didn’t come in, he must’ve guessed what she and Wen Yang were up to.

Writing it has been fun. Living it was something else entirely. Now that she was the “heroine” instead of the “author,” the thought of those plots actually happening to her made her stomach turn.

The bed still carried a faint unfamiliar scent—it had to be Shaoqing’s. That alone made her uneasy lying there. But her body was so weak she couldn’t even climb up by herself. Wen Yang had carried her onto the bed.

Wen Yang, meanwhile, looked perfectly fine. Not even close to “drained.”

“I’m going out for a bit. Shaoqing’s probably still waiting outside,” he said.

He glanced down at Ning Chu’s flushed face. Her eyes were still a little unfocused, her lips slightly parted as she panted. Just looking at her made his possessiveness flare.

He didn’t want any other man seeing her like this.

After a pause, he added, “I’ll take him to the internet café. You rest, and head back when you’re ready.”

“…Got it.”

At the door, Wen Yang couldn’t resist teasing, “Or… want to try reenacting one of your stories?”

All those spicy scenes had been Ning Chu’s own fantasies, after all. Deep down, she must’ve wanted to experience them herself.

“No way!”

Suddenly full of energy again, Ning Chu shook her head so fast it was like a rattle drum.

Sure, she had wanted to experience it—but always from the hentai protagonist’s perspective. When she wrote those stories, she’d never imagined she’d end up as the heroine instead!

Not that it didn’t sound exciting…

“Absolutely not!” she snapped.

“Alright, alright.”

Wen Yang’s smile only grew warmer—though it looked more like a tiger grinning. After spending so much time together, he could tell at a glance when Ning Chu was tempted.

“Did it feel good?” he asked.

“Heh~ Average.”

Ning Chu snorted, turning over to face away from him. “Weakling~”

Wen Yang reached out to sneak one last touch. Under her glare, he chuckled and slipped out the door—only to spot Zhang Shaoqing sitting on the stairs.

The ground was littered with cigarette butts.

The guy must’ve been waiting for ages.

“Finally decided to come out?” Shaoqing lifted his head, glaring up like a scorned housewife. “I’ve been sitting out here almost two hours! You two are heartless! I’m freezing to death!”

“I got good kidneys,” Wen Yang said coolly.

Shaoqing gave him a bitter, envious look. “Hanging around Ning Chu has really made you shameless.”

He was jealous damnit!

Here he was, a rich kid—still a virgin! Meanwhile, Wen Yang not only had a girlfriend, but ridiculous stamina too. That wasn’t normal. The guy probably needed to go to a doctor.

“Ning Chu says it’s you who corrupted me,” Wen Yang added with a smirk.

“Bullshit! She’s slandering me!” Shaoqing barked.

Zhang Shaoqing pushed himself up from the stairs, coughing twice.

“If I end up with lung cancer, it’s all your fault.”

“Then stop smoking,” Wen Yang replied flatly.

When Shaoqing tried to head back into the room, Wen Yang grabbed his arm.

“Come on. I’ll take you to the internet café.”

“You’re not going to work?”

“There’s a net café right by the restaurant. You can stay there this afternoon.”

As he spoke, Wen Yang kept a close eye on Shaoqing’s face.

He knew all about the “plotline” Ning Chu had told him—the one where Shaoqing repeatedly stole his girl in the book. But right now, all he saw on Shaoqing’s face was irritation and annoyance. Not a hint of lust toward Ning Chu.

The two of them walked downstairs together. Wen Yang asked curiously,

“Didn’t you just get that job? Why’d you come back so soon?”

The mention alone set Shaoqing off.

“Damn kid ran into me while I was carrying food! Spilled it all over a customer—got chewed out by them, then got chewed out by the boss too! Screw that, I quit!”

Wen Yang just shook his head helplessly.

“So what’s your plan now?”

“Go home! My family’s loaded. Why the hell should I slave away at some job?” Shaoqing cursed again, then slung an arm around Wen Yang’s neck with a lewd grin.

“What now?” Wen Yang frowned, instantly recognizing the look of bad intentions.

“You two are treating me to dinner tonight! After freezing my ass off outside for two hours, don’t I at least deserve a meal?”

Normally it was always Shaoqing treating, so this was the first time he’d demanded a free dinner.

“You’re out of money? Weren’t you saying you budgeted enough to last until school starts?”

He scratched his head sheepishly.

“I got used to spending big. Don’t know how, but it’s gone already…”

“This is only the third day.”

“Don’t remind me. Even my internet money has to come from you.”

Wen Yang sighed and dialed Ning Chu’s number.

“Hey, wife, transfer me twenty yuan.”

“Oho~ calling me wife now, are we?” she teased.

“It’s for Shaoqing. He blew through all his cash.”

Shaoqing leaned close, grinning like an idiot as he egged him on.

“Man, that’s pathetic. You’ve already handed over all your money before you’re even married? Look at you, total henpecked husband!”

He paused, then added with a wicked glint:

“Ask for a few hundred more. Tonight I’ll show you some real fun! cat girls, fox girls—you name it!”

“You’ve got no idea. Some clubs even have bunny-eared girls pole dancing. Now that’s wild!”

Wen Yang shot him a look.

“Ning Chu said if you keep running your mouth, she’ll throw your suitcase out.”

“What the—?!” Shaoqing’s face paled as he shouted into the phone, “I was wrong! Don’t toss my stuff!”

“Tsk~”

Back in the room, Ning Chu rolled her eyes at his panicked yelling.

She pushed herself upright against the headboard, still weak, and tapped at her phone.

“Alright, I sent it.”

—Wait. Bunny-eared pole dancers were real?

Her curiosity stirred—not out of lust, of course. She herself was already the “conquered” one in this whole mess. But the thought still made her wonder…

A strange, subtle ache stirred low in her belly, making her frown. Hanging up, she dragged her tired body over to Wen Yang’s suitcase and pulled out a few little toys he’d hidden away.

Her lust suddenly rises up again, so it must be the plot punishment.

From the look of it, Shaoqing really had no other thoughts about her.

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