46. First Kiss
It felt as though a flame had ignited deep within her abdomen, spreading rapidly throughout her entire body.
Ning Chu’s face was flushed with an unnatural red hue. While she tried her best to mimic Lily’s poker face, after a few minutes of struggling, her resolve wavered. Her waist gave out, and she collapsed onto the table, panting lightly.
“Shall I take you?” Wen Yang noticed her discomfort and, with great unease, reluctantly stood up. Though his heart remained calm, his body betrayed his thoughts, already standing at full attention as it caught the scent of Ning Chu’s youthful fragrance.
Under the astonished gaze of Yan Xinya glancing at his thigh and Lily’s bashfully lowered head, he could barely maintain his composure.
“Leaving?”
Seeing Ning Chu’s struggle to rise only to slump back into her chair, Wen Yang swallowed hard, cautiously extending his hand to support her weightless waist, gently helping her to stand. Her hand was scorching to the touch, the overwhelming sense of shame forcing her to bury her face in Wen Yang’s arm. The lingering strength in her legs dissipated, leaving her hanging limply on Wen Yang’s arm.
“How about, Xinya…” Wen Yang glanced at her with difficulty, only to see Wolf Girl shaking her head and ears vigorously.
“No, no.”
In fact, he could even see a hint of encouragement in Yan Xinya’s eyes.
“…”
Clearly, this girl enjoys adding fuel to the fire.
Truth be told, he didn’t want to take advantage of a girl he liked when she was in such a state.
He was perplexed by Ning Chu’s condition. This wasn’t the first time, as she had sporadically experienced sudden uncontrollable bouts of emotion that only subsided with time.
Wen Yang supported Ning Chu’s body, using her as a shield to hide his condition before proceeding step by step out of the cafeteria.
“Hey, Wen Yang!”
“…”
From the outside of the cafeteria, Zhang Shaoqing approached, greeting him, then noticed Ning Chu lying on his chest and frowned. “What’s wrong with her?”
“She has a terrible stomach ache,” Wen Yang winced as Ning Chu suddenly pinched him, covering up hastily. “The cafeteria isn’t very clean.”
“No way, she’s in so much pain she can’t walk?”
“Acute gastroenteritis, I think. I’ll take her to the restroom.”
Zhang Shaoqing, overly enthusiastic, moved closer, “Let me…”
“I can manage alone, thanks.”
Wen Yang interrupted and declined his offer.
“??? Zhang Shaoqing watched in confusion as Wen Yang helped Ning Chu leave the cafeteria, muttering under his breath, “d*mn, these two are forming a little clique.”
Evening was always the peak time at school.
Students came in batches to the cafeteria, and those with evening classes gathered to head towards the teaching building.
Ning Chu was limp in body, enduring the strange stares of passing students, unable to lift her head. Perhaps they only thought she was unwell, but she was extremely nervous, worrying that someone might notice her odd behavior.
No, no…
Her inner lamentation grew louder. This punishment seemed more severe this time or perhaps multiple attempts at suppression had left her body unable to resist, even longing for a full release.
Waves of embarrassment washed over her mind, already congested by thoughts of a certain nature, and now she was in a state of complete shutdown, her consciousness drifting.
Wen Yang supported Ning Chu into the public restroom, cautiously scanning the surroundings to ensure no other students were present.
“Here…”
He noticed something unusual and looked down to see Ning Chu resting her head on his chest, her hands on his shoulders, her vacant eyes staring at him. Ning Chu arched her chest slightly, twisting her waist like a kitten softly rubbing against him. Her plump lips parted slightly, and she breathed lightly.
The situation almost shattered his reason in an instant.
Fortunately, Wen Yang swallowed, resolutely pushing Ning Chu away, “Stop fooling around. What’s wrong with you?”
He knew Ning Chu wasn’t usually like this and was well aware that if he took advantage of her now, she would immediately run away when she regained her senses.
But Ning Chu wouldn’t let go, clinging to Wen Yang and emitting soft moans, whispering as she embraced his waist.
“…”
The intimate contact couldn’t be avoided as his hand pressed against Ning Chu’s abdomen. He felt nervous, looking at the restroom door, pulling her toward the men’s toilet. Not to do anything untoward, just not wanting others to see Ning Chu’s enticing posture.
Regardless of whether anyone was in a hurry to use the toilet, Wen Yang closed the men’s toilet door and locked it from within. Then, grabbing Ning Chu by her shoulders, he shook her violently and pushed her away, “Calm down.”
Ning Chu stepped back a few paces, her body crashing into the tiled wall. The slight dull pain caused her body to stiffen, but the pleasure that followed made her legs buckle, and she plopped onto the ground.
Thankfully, the school’s cleaning work was decent, and the restroom floor looked cleaner than the dormitory’s.
Her mind regained a bit of clarity.
She looked up at Wen Yang with difficulty, her eyes clearer now.
It’s not like it’s the first time she’s acted like this in front of Wen Yang anyway.
She was rather glad the person before her now wasn’t someone else.
“Should I go out first?”
Wen Yang didn’t dare to look at her tempting figure, his gaze flickering but continuously drawn back.
“Don’t…”
Ning Chu was most afraid of encountering a pervert at such a moment.
“But you…” Wen Yang’s face twisted in conflict, and he turned away. “Alright, as you wish.”
The surroundings suddenly grew quiet. He remained silent, though he could no longer see Ning Chu, his mind continued to vividly imagine her current state.
The rustling sounds from behind only heightened his fantasies about what Ning Chu might be doing.
“Wen Yang.”
“Hmm?”
Wen Yang turned back to see a face filled with flushed springtime, rosy as a peach blossom.
His gaze instinctively fell on Ning Chu’s full, red lips, and he swallowed hard. “Are you feeling better?”
“So uncomfortable~”
Ning Chu looked up with tear-filled eyes, her expression pitiful and almost crying: “What should I do…”
Wen Yang’s breath caught. Ning Chu’s plea shattered his last ounce of reason.
“Wen Yang…”
Without hesitation, he leaned down, cutting off her sentence.
Soft, warm, and perhaps even a hint of sweetness…
Ning Chu froze, as if struck by lightning, her wide eyes staring. The searing heat in her body was cooled instantly by a bucket of cold water, her body temperature plummeting rapidly.
No way!
This is my first kiss!
She suddenly pushed Wen Yang away with all her strength, her face filled with terror.
What was I just doing!
