228. Night Talk
What a flop!
As the Male Protagonist of Little Emperor Wen, he’s all show and no go!
I thought he’d be stronger! Each battle in the book lasted at least half an hour, but Wen Yang couldn’t last even one round.
Turns out, Little Emperor Wen is just that—little! Reality isn’t that ridiculous; it’s just an exaggerated description in the book.
I mean, how could one possibly enter the womb like that? Wouldn’t they end up dead?
And the idea of having a bulging belly imprinting shapes? Please, that’s just impossible!
Ning Chu let out a sigh of relief; at least she didn’t have to worry about something breaking.
Though with that size, even just swallowing it would probably risk some serious repercussions… like bleeding out and dying from the pain, right?
Her hands were full of a sweet scent, tempting to a succubus. Looking down, she felt a bit nauseated and swiftly opened the bathroom door, turning on the faucet to wash up.
As a man, she had always found other males’ offspring quite off-putting, but that sweet aroma diminished her discomfort.
I still remember I’m a man…
Ah…
Ning Chu stole a glance at Wen Yang, who stood there awkwardly, fidgeting and clueless about what to say.
All that melancholy vanished in an instant as she cheerfully mocked him, “You’re hopeless!”
“Get out! I need to use the bathroom!”
“……”
And off Wen Yang went in a panic.
What was going on? He hadn’t felt anything when he came in, but Ning Chu had barely gotten started, and she was already done.
He flopped onto the bed, regretting his own ineptitude.
It must be nerves!
Ning Chu’s naive, innocent face was filled with embarrassment, yet she boldly offered to help him with something unspeakable, trembling as she reached out… any guy would be helpless in that situation!
Truly, she was a succubus.
Hadn’t noticed how alluring Ning Chu could be before.
Well, not really; it was just they hadn’t been this familiar. After all, she used to read Little Emperor Wen late at night in the dorm, the same stuff dripping with yellow.
He had just been too uptight before.
Before long, a petite figure climbed into bed.
Initially, there was a distance of several centimeters between them, but before long, that figure wriggled closer, pressing her back against Wen Yang’s arm.
Wen Yang definitely understood that hint; he turned to his side, once again placing his arm under Ning Chu’s neck, wrapping it around her waist.
“Why are you pressing against me? Didn’t you just come out?”
Ning Chu fumed in embarrassment.
“……”
Wen Yang felt helpless and innocent; he found himself even more restless.
After that first time, he couldn’t hold back anymore. After contemplating for a moment, he quietly asked, “How about helping me again?”
“I told you, it’s only once!”
“Last time! Really!”
“Pfft! Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”
Shameless! Getting greedy after getting a taste!
Always picking on the honest folk!
Ning Chu sighed and couldn’t be bothered with Wen Yang. If she provoked that little fire in her belly again, she wouldn’t be able to sleep either.
“Well… you don’t need to move, just get a little closer?”
“Don’t push it!”
Did that guy really think she didn’t know what he wanted?
“……”
Hearing his tone, it seemed Ning Chu was genuinely angry. Wen Yang could only turn over, lying on his back with a blank stare at the ceiling.
Nope, now it was even worse.
Having just tasted a bit of pleasure, it was like Zhu Bajie eating a ginseng fruit; it ended too quickly to feel anything.
How disappointing! It was so hard to get Ning Chu to be this proactive.
“Wen Yang, does your uncle or your dad have any sons?”
“What’s that about?”
Ning Chu rolled over to face Wen Yang, resting her head on her arm, staring directly at her Male Protagonist.
“My family isn’t very well off, and my brother can only rely on himself to earn money for marriage.”
“If your uncle or dad had no sons, would they consider you one, and then…”
She knew it was a ridiculous and morally dubious thought, but since moving into the rental apartment, she increasingly yearned for a place of her own with Wen Yang.
Wen Yang thought for a moment, “My uncle doesn’t have a son but has a daughter.”
“But don’t get your hopes up; even though my uncles treat me well, they wouldn’t think of me as a son.”
“Alright then~”
Good thing Wen Yang was the Male Protagonist; under the halo of the protagonist, buying a place shouldn’t be too much trouble.
But Ning Chu didn’t want to always be leeching off her brother.
After a moment’s pause, she decided to pick up her old trade: “Wen Yang, I’m going to write novels every day from now on!”
“Ah? Write novels?”
“I’ve been doing it since the 9th grade! I’m awesome!”
Although it wasn’t until university that she signed a contract and only managed about a hundred standard subscriptions—a transparent writer who made just over a thousand bucks a month.
That included five hundred for perfect attendance.
She had almost given up that hobby and planned to find a regular job when she unexpectedly found herself in the world of her little emperor novel.
“If you’re interested, go ahead and write! There’s not much cost anyway.”
“Yeah, yeah! What if I write a bestseller, sell the rights, and make millions? I won’t have to worry about food in my next life!”
Easier said than done; after rolling around in the online literature circuit for so long, that thought had faded.
Ning Chu knew she didn’t have that talent; she didn’t even have the skill to support herself through writing.
But supplementing her living expenses wasn’t a bad idea—just a few less hours of gaming each day.
“Hmm, when the time comes, you can support me while I serve tea and do housework for the great author?”
“You said it! By then, we’ll buy a big house! A large flat! Doing housework would tire you out!”
Ning Chu giggled and leaned in, resting her head against Wen Yang’s chest.
With his shirt off, the heat radiating from his skin made her cheeks flush like a bright red apple.
The rich scent of masculinity mixed with a hint of sweetness filled her nostrils. She could clearly hear Wen Yang’s heartbeat, steady and rhythmic.
Wen Yang wrapped his arm around her slender waist, holding her gently.
“Let’s get a big flat, set up a little esports room, and raise two cats…”
“I don’t like cats.”
“……”
Ning Chu was momentarily dumbfounded and, in frustration, playfully poked Wen Yang in the side, causing him to j*rk.
d*mn! Straight guy!
“Time for bed.”
She rolled her eyes at Wen Yang in the dark, twisting her waist in search of a comfortable sleeping position.
But that devilish murmur in her ear made Wen Yang whisper, “Help me out one more time?”
His hot breath brushed against her ear, making her body go weak.
“……”
“Last time.”
“Li— liar!”
Ning Chu turned her head away, dodging the warm air that wafted from Wen Yang’s mouth.
“When have I ever lied to you?”
Though she knew full well when a guy said something like that, he was already lying.
Still held a glimmer of hope: “Really?”
“Yeah, last time.”
Unable to resist his entreaties, the embarrassment in the dark felt less intense. She fell silent and stealthily reached her hand down.
After all, it’d just end in one round.
And then two rounds…
And then…
“My hand is so sore!”
“Almost done, almost done.”
