Chapter 456

Late at night, Ning Chu had already changed into a Totoro-themed cotton loungewear set. Her fingers clattered across the keyboard as she typed the final character and clicked “send.”

Only then did she stretch her arms high, lazily yawn, loosen up her body after sitting stiffly for two hours, rub her slightly sore neck, and complain, “Why is there so much stuff every single day? I’m busy nonstop.”

Wen Yang was sitting on the sofa. Hearing her grumble, he looked up with a smile. “Finished writing?”

“Today’s part is basically done,” she replied.

Resting her chin in one hand, Ning Chu leaned back against the desk and opened an encrypted document on her computer.

“That girl we ran into this evening is probably a heroine.”

“She was pretty cute, and she plays pretty wild too…”

She muttered to herself while searching the small erotica document for that heroine’s plotline.

Curious, Wen Yang walked over behind her and looked at the screen filled with indecent words—but the next moment, the laptop snapped shut with asnap.

“It’s not like I haven’t read it before,” he said, lowering his head to look at Ning Chu’s face, which was already burning red.

“That’s different!”

Even though Wen Yang had read the entire little erotica story before, Ning Chu still couldn’t bring herself to look at her own writing together with him.

It was just too weird.

Even with a normal novel that borrowed a friend’s persona for a character, she wouldn’t want that friend to read it—let alone a piece of erotic fiction, where the entire book was full of “Wen Yang” interacting with all kinds of girls.

What’s more, Wen Yang had just played basketball in the evening and was drenched in sweat. That strong male hormone scent mixed with a faint smell of sweat made her feel a little dizzy after just a couple of whiffs.

She clearly used to hate the smell of sweat, but somehow Wen Yang’s sweat didn’t disgust her at all…

“Then I’ll stand farther away,” he said.

Watching Wen Yang step back a few paces, Ning Chu finally reopened the laptop. After thinking for a moment, she clicked “Replace” at the top of the document and changed every instance of “Wen Yang” in the story to “the male protagonist.”

That felt much better now—even if it was just self-deception.

She had a general impression of each short story in her little erotica collection. It only took a few minutes before she found the plot that had been triggered today.

“Found it!”

Wen Yang immediately returned to her side. “So what does it say?”

The moment he got close, her face flushed red again. Covering half her face with one hand in embarrassment, she muttered hesitantly, “Um… it might be pretty easy to deal with?”

“What is it?” Wen Yang asked with an amused smile, watching the little succubus fidget. “Didn’t you write it yourself? Why are you getting shy now?”

“That girl… she’s a futa… and in the setting, she has an addiction to sex.”

His smile froze. Recalling the rough outline of that short story, he asked in confusion, “What kind of mental state were you in when you wrote something like that?”

“How the hell would I know?!”

Ning Chu angrily snapped the laptop shut again, turned her head, and glared at Wen Yang in shame and irritation. “Hurry up and go take a shower! You’re still covered in sweat and haven’t washed yet!”

“Wasn’t I cleaning up the house?” he said.

“Then go clean! Stop hovering around me!”

Wen Yang’s slightly strange look only made Ning Chu’s face burn even hotter, so red it looked like it might drip blood.

Back when she was still a man, her preferences hadn’t exactly been restrained either. Aside from extremely hardcore stuff, the little erotica she wrote pretty much covered all kinds of genres.

Honestly! What’s wrong with male on futa stuff? It’s super popular online, okay! It’s just that Wen Yang came from the countryside and hasn’t seen much of the world!

Ning Chu defended herself like that in her heart.

But in fact, this plot could have been completely ignored, as long as Wen Yang didn’t let lust get the better of him and take the initiative to flirt with her. That girl was a passive type, not one of those flashy temptresses who threw themselves into Wen Yang’s arms at every opportunity.

“What’s her name?” Wen Yang asked.

“What, are you interested in her now?” Ning Chu turned her head to look at Wen Yang, who was tidying up the trash on the coffee table.

“Not really. I’m not some stallion who falls for everyone he sees.”

Given that Wen Yang had even made a move on her back when she used to be a man, he probably wouldn’t have had any psychological barriers toward a futa either.

But Wen Yang was no longer that kind of protagonist. Completely reined in by a succubus, he had long since become “succubus-shaped.”

Leaning back against the chair, Ning Chu hugged her left calf, which was propped up on the seat, and replied, “Her name’s Qing Qing. Don’t provoke her. In this plot, it’s the protagonist who takes the initiative.”

“Don’t worry.”

After getting through so many temptations, Ning Chu had already built solid trust in Wen Yang.

And sure enough, the moment he said that, her body warmed slightly—an obvious sign that Wen Yang had absolutely no interest in that girl, and the plot had been easily disrupted.

Letting out a soft breath, Ning Chu curled her toes a little uneasily and checked the time on her phone. It was only a little past eight.

Looks like she’d be getting up early tomorrow…

Before long, a strong restlessness crept into her expression. Her breathing grew uneven as she endured the physical agitation and urged Wen Yang again, “Wen Yang! Go take a shower already.”

“So urgent?” he asked.

“What do you think?!”

Wen Yang glanced at her but remained unhurried, calmly packing up the trash and even picking up a broom, preparing to clean.

His leisurely pace made Ning Chu increasingly agitated.

“Hurry up, hurry up. Stop cleaning.”

She pressed her lips together tightly, her skin gradually taking on a flushed, tempting hue.

Yet Wen Yang looked puzzled. “What exactly do you want to do?”

“I—”

The words nearly slipped out, but a surge of embarrassment forced them back down. She snapped instead, “You’re a pervert!”

It’s just once, it’t not like I can’t endure it!

Then we’ll both suffer insomnia tonight!

She suddenly jumped up and dove straight into the bed, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket and burying her head inside, going completely silent.

Her heartbeat seemed to echo deep in her abdomen, thumping together in rhythm, her body clearly yearning for something.

But she wasn’t about to admit defeat to Wen Yang.

“If you want something, just say it. Being stubborn only makes it harder on yourself,” Wen Yang teased from beside the bed.

“You’re getting more and more outrageous!” Ning Chu suddenly threw off the blanket and lunged at him, grabbing his waist and dragging him toward the bed. “Don’t resist!”

……

“Evil being~ evil being~ where did you run off to~?”

“Maybe it’s already possessed someone? But Sister Lily doesn’t seem very interested in evil beings…”

Xi Xi muttered softly as she walked down the dim, narrow corridor to the door of her rented room.

Just as she took her keys out of her pocket, her sensitive ears caught a faint, ambiguous sound. Her movements froze, and she rubbed her ears in despair.

“Sister Ning Chu’s stamina is way too much, isn’t it?”

“The sex sounds pretty intense…”

“It suddenly stopped! Nothing bad happened, right?”

Unable to help herself, Xi Xi glanced back at the door across the hall, then, red-faced, hurried into her room.

Link for character illustration:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1IxOucqi87ss3bmqfO9zI2gYiM1Gy8Hz2