82. Your Male Protagonist
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How could Wen Yang know?!
A rare panic clutched Ning Chu’s heart, and immediately, a wave of shame swept over her, turning her face bright red.
Her pupils shrank, and her brain became a chaotic mess in an instant.
This was her biggest secret!
How much did Wen Yang know now?!
She was experiencing an unprecedented panic, her body tense, her back already damp with cold sweat.
Did he only know the name of the protagonist in the Little Emperor Wen? Or did he know parts of the plot? Or worse yet, had he figured out that this was actually a world from a Little Emperor Wen novel?
When did Wen Yang find out?
“You… you…” Ning Chu’s lips moved, but she didn’t know how to ask.
“What’s wrong?”
Seeing Wen Yang turn around, she immediately lowered her head, hiding her uncontrollable facial expression in the shadows.
After a moment of silence, she finally spoke up.
“Why did you peek at my stuff…?”
Since she didn’t know how to resolve this for the time being, Ning Chu simply decided to “be the villain and report first,” just to test the waters.
“I saw it by accident.”
Wen Yang’s tone held a hint of teasing, but she was so nervous that her toes curled, and her muscles were tense.
“When was that?”
“Relax, how can I cut your nails like this?”
Ning Chu pressed her lips together, trying to relax her toes. She made a strong effort to control her slightly trembling body, but Wen Yang still noticed.
Wen Yang glanced at her, saw her flushed and tense face, and chuckled, “Feeling shy?”
“……”
“Probably around the start of the semester? One night I got up to use the bathroom and noticed you were still awake reading a novel, so I followed along for a bit. Then I found out it was a Little Emperor Wen, and the protagonist’s name was exactly the same as mine.”
“Don’t worry, I’m just casually asking, I’m a bit curious.”
Now she remembered.
That was the first weekend after she had crossed over; Ning Chu had just confirmed she was in a Little Emperor Wen and was trying to find her role in the book.
She vaguely recalled being startled by Wen Yang that day, and since then, she’d moved the novel to her relatively safe mobile phone.
Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief.
It didn’t seem like Wen Yang saw too much; he was just curious.
She quickly devised an explanation, took a few deep breaths to steady her emotions, and carefully said, “I don’t remember, I found it online in high school… I deleted it right after reading.”
Just get through this, she thought.
Ning Chu’s heart raced as she sneaked a glance at Wen Yang’s expression.
“Really?” Wen Yang frowned slightly, “Then how do I remember seeing Shao Qing’s name back then?”
“……”
Could you just spill the beans all at once?!
How much did you really see?!
Her heart was racing like a roller coaster, slowing down only to ramp up again, pounding fiercely.
Ning Chu stumbled over her words, trying to argue, “Is that so? What a coincidence…”
Oh no! This would definitely raise Wen Yang’s suspicions!
She should have just kept quiet! That way, Wen Yang would think she was just shy.
Should she just confess?
But if Wen Yang found out this was a Little Emperor Wen world and that she was a time traveler, what would be his reaction?
Would his worldview collapse? Would he doubt the reality of the entire universe? Or would he just accept it outright?
After confessing, would all the plot points involving Wen Yang come to an end?
Would she then face all the remaining punishments… and turn into a juicer or something?!
Wen Yang turned his head to look at Ning Chu’s taut little face and teased, “You’re not writing your roommate as a character in the Little Emperor Uncle, are you?”
“So that’s why you said I’m your male protagonist?”
“……”
Ning Chu was terrified he was fishing for information, so she busied herself with her fingers, opting for silence.
Let Wen Yang fill in the blanks himself.
Although the reality was the exact opposite of what Wen Yang had said, he had indeed hit on one truth.
That Little Emperor Wen was her creation.
Since it was a private, self-entertainment novel, she had never shown it to anyone, let alone let Wen Yang see it…
A strong sense of shame made her cheeks burn, turning her completely pink.
Seeing her silent, Wen Yang playfully squeezed her foot and restrained a laugh, saying, “For a succubus to do something like this, I actually find it quite normal.”
“I wouldn’t be flirting with girls everywhere in the book, would I?”
“Or are you really the protagonist, turning all the handsome guys into your harem?”
“Stop, stop talking…”
Ning Chu’s sense of shame felt like it was about to explode, and the overwhelming emotions made her head spin.
Just end this topic already!
She thought about getting up to leave, but one leg was still draped over Wen Yang’s thigh, her foot firmly held in place. She didn’t dare make any bold moves, fearing it would make Wen Yang think of more things.
Wen Yang tilted his head, his gaze fixed on Ning Chu’s blushing face.
Those trembling eyelashes, those tearful eyes as if they could spill over at any moment, her lower lip bit tight revealing a hint of pearly teeth, and her ear tips had turned completely red.
This extremely shameful expression made him want to tease her even more.
“Silence is golden… but how about a kiss?”
“……”
Ning Chu froze, lifting her head in confusion to look at Wen Yang’s somewhat expectant expression.
No way! When did my male protagonist turn so rogue?!
Surely Zhang Shaoqing taught him bad habits!
She turned her head away, avoiding Wen Yang’s gaze.
It was just that once they got a taste, they wanted more… Men just never know when to be satisfied.
“Can’t even kiss your male protagonist?”
Ning Chu quickly finished trimming his toenails, and her long legs were gently lowered.
Suddenly, the experience of kissing in the small park last night flashed through her mind, that tingling pleasure flooding back into her being as if it was happening all over again.
It made her already blushing skin turn even rosier.
She stood up, her tone trembling, “From now on, don’t ever mention this again.”
“Okay.”
Ning Chu slightly bent down, closed her eyes, and with a deep breath, pressed her hands against Wen Yang’s face, charged forward…
I’m gonna bite you!
But the moment their lips touched, her waist was gently pressed down, and she melted like a puddle of mud, collapsing against Wen Yang’s solid embrace.
The power dynamics flipped in an instant; she was sitting across Wen Yang’s lap, her body reclined against his strong arms, tightly held, powerless to resist Wen Yang’s affection and possessiveness.
“Ugh!”
Drool was coming out!
Her brain turned to mush, while Wen Yang’s other hand quietly slipped beneath her shirt. She clung to the last remnants of clarity, desperately trying to keep Wen Yang’s hand on her abdomen, preventing his exploration from continuing upward.
Kiss is fine, but what’s with the groping?!
“Bang bang bang!!!”
Suddenly, the door was knocked on loudly.
The two fell into a frozen state like they had been caught in the act.
“Zhang Shaoqing~”
It was a gentle female voice.
Ning Chu scrambled off Wen Yang’s lap, sprinting to the balcony, while Wen Yang hurriedly tidied up his disheveled clothes, wiped away the drool at the corner of his mouth, doing his best to conceal everything that had just happened.
“Zhang Shaoqing? Are you in the dorm?”
