32. Pervert!
When being the good guy just means getting a g*n pointed at you!
Ning Chu was both embarrassed and annoyed, her hand unconsciously applying more pressure during the massage, which turned Wen Yang’s face pale, prompting him to shout uncontrollably.
“Pain! Pain! Just take it easy!”
She lowered her head, snorting softly through her nose, “Pervert?”
Even though she knew she was currently pretty enough to make a guy stand straight at the drop of a hat, seeing him flaunt it like that still made her uneasy.
And frightened…
With that kind of size, even a succubus would definitely pass!
She hadn’t done anything wrong! Just helping out with an ankle massage!
After a sigh, Ning Chu lifted her head again, only to be startled into looking down once more.
The pain she had inadvertently caused Wen Yang didn’t seem to have made him any less scary; if anything, he looked even more frightening…
So just that wasn’t his limit!
Wen Yang was completely too afraid to look at Ning Chu now, with nothing to conceal himself, his face turning bright red as he awkwardly pulled the quilt over his thighs, stammering and unsure how to explain himself.
How on earth could he explain this!
He guessed it was because he had been pent up for too long over the past two months, and with the recent intimate contact with Ning Chu, any tiny thought now set off a physical reaction he couldn’t control.
He had wanted to find a moment to take care of it alone in the dormitory bathroom, but Ning Chu was simply too clingy. Aside from that one Saturday he went out for home tutoring, it was like they were glued together!
The atmosphere in the break room was pretty awkward.
Ning Chu held back her inner embarrassment and applied some ointment to the scrapes on Wen Yang’s knees and calves. Lifting her head, she said expressionlessly but dreamily, “Hand.”
Wen Yang honestly extended his hand.
The scrapes on his palm were particularly bad; even after cleaning, they were still oozing bl**d.
Ning Chu held his hand and felt a bit of sympathy, applying the ointment more carefully.
It was the first time she had seen her male protagonist suffer like this.
In the books, there were never scenes of the male lead in such a tough spot! Normally, the protagonist aura shone fiercely; whatever Wen Yang did should’ve gone smoothly.
Lost in her thoughts, Ning Chu’s nostrils flared slightly, her gaze wandering aimlessly.
It seemed she caught a very faint sweet smell that was quite appetizing.
Suddenly, she felt hungry…
Can you even cook in the teaching building?
She sniffed, curiously looking for that sweet scent, her gaze sweeping through the doors and windows but finding nothing.
Her heart began to race, and the blush of embarrassment on her face spread to her ears and neck. She took a deep breath, and the strange sweet smell intensified.
Ning Chu hesitated, looking over at Wen Yang, slowly shifting her gaze downward towards the quilt-covered lower half.
“……”
Got it, it’s the smell of male hormones!
She was definitely hungry, but not in her stomach!
“Pervert!”
“Ah?” Wen Yang was momentarily stunned; he was just sitting there, doing nothing!
Ning Chu got up and walked to the window, flinging it open and plopping down onto the sill.
The fresh air rushed in, diluting the hormonal smell in the room, calming her restless body.
This felt like the first time…
Before, her restlessness was mostly due to the plot being disrupted and the malicious world will punishing her; but this time, it was Wen Yang who attracted her body!
Scary!
Is this what a succubus feels like?
With a helpless rub of her nose, Ning Chu glanced back at Wen Yang. Minutes passed by, and that thin quilt was still poking up high, making her uneasy.
Wen Yang noticed her gaze, feeling more awkward, stammering, “Maybe it’s just… pent up for too long.”
“Then can’t you just take care of it yourself?”
This girl had absolutely no modesty! She was so nonchalant about it.
But facing Ning Chu’s pretty, youthful face, Wen Yang struggled to say something like that.
“It’s not busy in the teaching building right now,” Ning Chu said, crossing her arms, her expression deadpan, “Once it doesn’t hurt anymore, you should just go to the bathroom and take care of it…”
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to cope with a g*n pointed at her all the time; it was terrifying!
“Uh…”
She had zero modesty!
Wen Yang’s face turned beet red, and suddenly a disturbing thought popped into his mind.
With his brain filled with questionable thoughts, he blurted out without thinking, “You… help me?”
As soon as he said it, he realized what he had just said, regretting it instantaneously and finally understanding what “thinking with the wrong head” meant.
But his brain had already started to fantasize about Ning Chu’s soft little hands…
“!!”
Good grief! It’s no wonder he’s the male lead since he’s so twisted!
Ning Chu glanced back at the window; if it weren’t for the dense bushes outside, she would have jumped out in a heartbeat.
“I’ll wait for you outside.”
And off she marched toward the break room exit.
“I was just joking…” Wen Yang stammered defensively, feeling guilty.
What kind of pervert makes jokes like that!
Ning Chu hurriedly left the medical room as if escaping, leaning weakly against the school corridor wall.
She felt her heart pounding so hard it might burst, patting her already flushed cheeks to force her flustered brain to cool down.
This is bad; Wen Yang’s advances were becoming more direct!
Last time he threatened to hold her hand, now he’s suggesting actions—next, who knows what he might do!
And her body as a succubus was no help! Just a whiff of some scent and she was a ball of nerves! If Wen Yang really wanted to do something to her, she might not even be able to resist!
Ning Chu contemplated whether to retract whatever the supporting female characters were doing to entice Wen Yang.
Let those supporting characters wear him out… wait, no, the male lead of a “Little Emperor Wen” story might have been exhausted today, but surely he would spring back to life the next day.
The sound of the door opening came from behind her.
Wen Yang didn’t dare look Ning Chu in the eyes as he leaned against the wall while stepping outside, speaking to the wall beside him, “The doctor said it’s not serious; as long as I treat it quickly, there won’t be any bruising; just need to rest.”
“Mm.”
He limped out into the corridor.
Ning Chu hesitated, watching Wen Yang’s awkward gait, and finally mustered enough courage to take a couple of steps forward, linking her arm with his.
“……”
The teaching building was completely devoid of students; only a few faculty members could be seen occasionally.
“Do you really not need to go to the bathroom?”
“Uh, not really…” Wen Yang replied unsteadily.
“But you…” Ning Chu sighed, stopping at the bathroom door, “Go in! Hurry up and take care of it!”
Being threatened by a g*n all the time isn’t ideal!
“Okay.”
Wen Yang obediently entered the men’s bathroom.
Ning Chu worriedly walked over to the sink, lowering her head to splash cold water on her face; then she stood at the men’s bathroom door like a guard, afraid to stray too far from Wen Yang.
That sweet scent became even stronger… she could smell it from several meters away.
She had to stand back a bit, leaning against the sink, pulling out her cellphone to k*ll time.
But a half-hour passed… and Wen Yang still hadn’t come out.
“???”
