218. Tail
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For a long time to come, Ning Chu would be living here.
Her roommates would explain her presence in the girls’ dormitory by saying… with her pretty face, it makes perfect sense for her to be hanging around among the girls, right?
She had to coordinate with Yan Xinya and Lily in advance to ensure a unified front.
Ning Chu lowered her head and sent a message to the two to explain the situation.
It looked like her mother wouldn’t be able to come and help her change her school registration for about a month, and changing it would probably take some time too… so it seemed she would be stuck living in the rental apartment for the entire semester.
With a rent of 650 a month, plus internet and utilities, she was looking at an extra thousand bucks in expenses.
Relying solely on her brother’s salary to cover that wouldn’t cut it—she felt bad about it.
Having her own little space made Ning Chu quite happy; she could do whatever she wanted without worrying about interruptions. However, the only problem was, what if one of the neighbors turned out to be a pervert?
Less than ten minutes later, Wen Yang emerged from the bathroom.
She looked up to see Wen Yang actually wearing her boxers. But those boxers, which seemed a bit loose for her, were stretched tight on him as if they were ready to burst at any moment, outlining nearly every detail of his lower half. Just a glance made her face flush, and her gaze quickly drifted away.
Is he always this terrifying…?
Wen Yang wore only the boxers, his muscle tone fit yet not excessively so like a gym rat that would turn heads—his face was also flushed. Seeing Ning Chu shy away, he hurriedly put on his pants, still with his bare torso.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Nope…”
“Time for bed—pull the curtains closed.”
Ning Chu didn’t care that her hair wasn’t fully dry and scooted up to the head of the bed, turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness.
With no quilt to cover herself and no pillow, she could only curl up, resting her head on her own little arm while turning her back to Wen Yang.
In the darkness, she heard Wen Yang’s footsteps and quickly said, “You sleep on the sofa, or the floor.”
“The floor’s been cleaned; it’s pretty tidy.”
Wen Yang was momentarily taken aback, then sat down on the sofa with a wry smile, looking down at the two-seater lost in thought.
The dilemma was how could he fit his nearly six-foot-three frame on that couch…
No, the real question was, how could he reasonably share a bed with Ning Chu?
But to do that, he would likely end up having a sleepless night trying to hold it together.
Wen Yang helplessly draped his legs over the arm of the sofa and squirmed to find a comfortable sleeping position.
In the dim light, Ning Chu could vaguely see Wen Yang lying down properly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
She couldn’t help but feel a bit curious about what it would be like to use Wen Yang as a body pillow, but she was more worried about being squashed like a cream bun.
If it weren’t for the unfamiliar place that made her feel unsafe, she wouldn’t have let Wen Yang crash at the rental.
With no quilt for warmth, she felt a bit chilly and had to grab the coat on the bedside table and drape it over herself.
That coat, sized for a tall guy, practically covered her thighs when she wore it. By tucking her legs up, she could hide her whole self underneath it.
She had been awake since around six or seven that morning, waiting in the admin hall, shopping with her mother, riding a bus for two hours back and forth, then scouting for a place with Wen Yang, and now, at ten at night, she was completely exhausted.
Breathing in Wen Yang’s lingering scent, her taut nerves quickly unwound, and her mind began to drift into a hazy state of drowsiness.
Not long after, Wen Yang noticed Ning Chu’s slightly heavy but steady breathing. He quickly sat up, casting a hasty glance at the bed, before stealthily climbing up.
He couldn’t help it; sleeping on the sofa was just too uncomfortable.
He could barely make out Ning Chu’s outline as she lay on her side, curled beneath the coat, appearing exceptionally petite—like a porcelain doll that would break with a touch.
Wen Yang carefully lay down, stiffening his body and not daring to move an inch.
It seemed he hadn’t woken Ning Chu?
He slowly shifted closer to her, feeling the warmth radiating from her body.
His heart raced involuntarily as he gulped, but moments later, he couldn’t resist rolling onto his side and tremblingly placed his hand on Ning Chu’s waist.
Just as Ning Chu had just drifted into light sleep, she suddenly jolted awake.
She blinked in surprise, feeling a warm hand at her waist, and could vaguely smell Wen Yang’s scent.
Oh no…
She thought maybe she had triggered some classic love drama scene.
Relieved, her sleep-fogged brain didn’t allow her to think too much; she let out a soft huff of discontent, gently swatting Wen Yang’s hand away.
However, that hand grew bolder and directly wrapped around her waist.
His hot body pressed closer, pulling her fully into his embrace.
“Don’t bother me, I’m sleeping.”
“I’m just holding you, not doing anything else,” Wen Yang’s voice was low and husky, suppressing his impulses. “The sofa’s too small; I’m uncomfortable.”
“Mm…”
Ning Chu yawned, withdrew her little arm from beneath her head, which was starting to feel numb, and rested her head on Wen Yang’s arm instead.
Now this was comfy~
Even though the muscle definition on Wen Yang’s arm was obvious, in a relaxed state, it felt softer and more bouncy than a pillow.
Anyway, this wasn’t the first time they’d slept together… or was it? The last time in the dorm didn’t really count, right?
They had only become a couple on Thursday and were already sharing a bed by Sunday night—wasn’t that a bit too fast?
Would Wen Yang think she was too easy?
Ning Chu quickly replayed the events in her mind, realizing she was a bit too passive in accepting things; any strong move from Wen Yang made her immediately lose her will to resist.
At this rate, she wouldn’t take long to become a cream bun!
Her half-asleep brain suddenly became quite alert, then she felt something warm pressing against her backside.
“…”
Ah! Was she really going to get squashed tonight?
Ning Chu widened her eyes, holding her breath, utterly frozen.
At this moment, if she wiggled her b*tt, wouldn’t that just add fuel to the fire?
“Stay away from me…” Ning Chu pursed her lips, protested, “It’s uncomfortable like this.”
Wen Yang awkwardly shifted back a bit.
Thank goodness he’s a sweet and inexperienced guy…
If it were someone more seasoned, she probably would be pinned down by now.
But having Wen Yang wrapped around her, with his warm body pressed up against her, felt so nice…
Especially considering she had no blanket at all, and the autumn nights were only in the teens—having a boyfriend to keep her warm wasn’t so bad after all.
“Don’t move.” Wen Yang had his own objections.
“What?”
“Your hair is tickling my nose.”
“Mm.”
Ning Chu yawned again, her face snug against Wen Yang’s arm, comfortably closing her eyes.
Wen Yang’s impulses gradually faded as he calmly admired the back of Ning Chu’s head. He gazed at her graceful neck, listening to the distant sounds of dogs barking and cats meowing… Once Wen Yang’s heart calmed, he simply appreciated his girlfriend in his arms, cherishing the serene atmosphere that unfolded.
It was quite nice to linger in that beautiful moment for a while.
He lowered his head, resting his forehead against the back of Ning Chu’s head and softly said, “Good night.”
“Okay, good night.”
“I love you…”
Ning Chu’s heart nearly melted, but she stifled a smile and murmured, “Gross, mushy.”
She wanted to respond to Wen Yang but felt a hand grab her tail, making her body jolt, and the words she was about to say slipped out as a soft m*an.
“What’s this?”
“Tail, tail…”
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