275. Keep Going!
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The cosmetics were all neatly laid out on the table.
But Ning Chu’s attention was fixed on the bed, where two little gashapon-like toys and a particularly grotesque lawbreaker wand—so terrifying that even Lily wouldn’t dare use it—sat menacingly.
Her face was as red as a tomato, and she couldn’t dare to meet Wen Yang’s gaze.
This is it! Her image was probably shattered beyond repair!
She stole a glance at Wen Yang, who was standing to the side, head drooping, his face burning red as if he might start bleeding, and his ears and neck were practically a furnace.
Wen Yang remained silent, and although Ning Chu was showing her alluring side as a succubus, she was behaving quite restrained and even shy apart from those heated moments.
But who would’ve thought she’d sneak back with something like this!
This was a complete humiliation for him!
Was he incapable of satisfying Ning Chu? If it weren’t for her constant refusals, he would have showcased his prowess to her ages ago.
However, for a succubus… it somehow felt pretty normal.
“It really was Lily who gave it to me, I didn’t want it.” Ning Chu spoke up anxiously, noticing Wen Yang’s silence and her heart racing.
Sure, there were a couple of toys in her shopping cart, but they were merely in the “curiosity phase,” without any resolve to actually purchase them.
Wen Yang rubbed his chin, turning to look at Ning Chu. “Wanna give it a try tonight?”
“NO WAY!”
That would seriously turn into Wen Yang and the toys playing with her!
That was Ning Chu’s worst nightmare!
Wen Yang could get her to give up in just a few minutes with one hand, and with the toys, they might break before even getting started!
“Just put it away!”
Before Wen Yang could respond, she took a couple of steps forward, awkwardly grabbed the lawbreaker wand, and quickly stuffed it into the bedside drawer.
Her gaze swept over the corners of the drawer, where there were also two boxes of balloons her mother had left behind.
Were those balloons a bit too small…?
After putting the toys away, Ning Chu finally felt her heartbeat slow down a bit and wearily plopped down onto the sofa.
Her emotions settled a little, but when she looked up at Wen Yang, the even scarier “monster” was now pointing right at her… and her tension skyrocketed again.
“I’m hungry, I haven’t had dinner yet.”
Ning Chu tried to change the topic.
“Alright, I’ll go downstairs and buy you something.”
She sighed in relief—thank goodness Wen Yang wasn’t in the mood for GHS right now.
Otherwise, she’d surely be tormented to d*ath tonight.
Her heart was filled with both anticipation and fear…
About half an hour later, Wen Yang returned with takeout.
“There’s a new ramen place nearby. I got you beef noodles, give it a try.”
“Mm!”
The blush on her face had faded, and though she was still anxious inside, Ning Chu did her best to hide her thoughts like Lily would.
She opened the food container and chopsticks, feigning calm as she said, “I’ll be writing soon.”
“What are you even writing? Why won’t you let me see?”
“Uh… just a romance novel,” Ning Chu muttered, not wanting her friends in real life to see her writings. “Nothing interesting; it probably wouldn’t be to your taste.”
“Alright then.”
Wen Yang didn’t press the issue further. He helped Ning Chu open the food container and handed her a pair of disposable chopsticks.
After dinner, Ning Chu sat down at her computer. She had hardly had time to write in the past couple of days and had burned through much of her backlog. Tonight she needed to catch up.
The novel was doing pretty well; it seemed that the emotions she infused into it truly resonated with people.
The only issue was that this genre was quite niche, and compared to others, the number of saves was pitifully small.
Moreover, this autobiographical novel was a total secret; if any friends from her real life saw it, it would be like showing them her underwear!
“I just have to get it up next month.”
She didn’t expect too much; if writing novels could earn her a thousand bucks, that’d be enough to cover her rent and utilities.
Wen Yang knew that Ning Chu didn’t like being disturbed while writing, so he went to the bathroom to wash the clothes he had let pile up for the last couple of days.
Their rental apartment didn’t have a washing machine, not even a washing sink—super basic conditions, so he could only squat in the bathroom and wash clothes using two basins.
“Ning Chu, where’s your underwear?”
“I can wash my own underwear!”
“What’s there to be shy about…?”
Wen Yang muttered to himself, as if he’d do something weird with her underwear.
Going straight for Ning Chu would be the same; he was getting pretty good at it—just like he was getting used to it, resulting in his frequent nights of pent-up frustration.
Maybe he really should go see a doctor?
At eleven o’clock at night, after Ning Chu took a shower, she lay down in bed.
Letting out a yawn, she hid half of her face under the blanket, lying on her side, as usual, using one of Wen Yang’s arms as a pillow.
Today, surprisingly, Wen Yang was quite well-behaved!
Just as that thought crossed her mind, she felt a large hand covering her chest.
Ning Chu let out a helpless sigh; a succubus’s body was just too sensitive. Even though her mind wasn’t filled with any thoughts, that electric pleasure quickly sent her body into overdrive.
“What a perv~”
“Your very own girlfriend, how am I a pervert?”
In the dark, Wen Yang couldn’t see Ning Chu’s expression, but he could feel her soft body tense up slightly.
He could faintly hear Ning Chu’s soft, suppressed moans, and he pulled his arm, which had been serving as her pillow, away and got involved in “developing and training” Ning Chu.
It was said that only caring for one side could lead to an uneven development…
“Wen Yang…” Ning Chu’s voice had become as soft as water. She tightened her legs under the blanket, her cherry lips slightly parted in displeasure at the teasing sensations.
Her hands left her body, and she turned over to lay flat, looking up at Wen Yang’s silhouette in the darkness.
“What are you getting up for?”
Wen Yang pulled something from the drawer; it was hard to tell what it was.
But she had already guessed.
It was that gashapon-like toy!
Ning Chu’s nerves tightened immediately. “What are you doing?!”
She questioned, her body not putting up any resistance as she closed her eyes, filled with embarrassment and panic.
The cold object was pressed against her thighs, and then it suddenly started vibrating.
“Ah~”
A sensation she had never experienced shot straight into her brain, as if her mind had been struck by a bolt of lightning. Her legs instinctively clamped together, her neck stretched, head tilted back, and her waist kept arching upward, turning her entire body into a bridge.
The overwhelming impact made her think she was going to short-circuit. “Stop, stop, STOP!”
“Not anymore!”
Seeing her resist so fiercely, Wen Yang had to take his hand away.
“Not like it?”
Ning Chu was panting, her body slumping back onto the bed, every bit of strength gone in those few seconds.
She was silent, her mind in a blank state gradually coming back to life.
No wonder Lily liked it so much…
Was it really that intense?
“Should I put it away?”
With a hint of insecurity, Ning Chu grabbed Wen Yang’s arm, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Let’s try again…”
Wen Yang fought back the urge to laugh, feeling like a flood had broken loose. He obviously knew how much impact the little toy had on Ning Chu, yet he teased, “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want it? Fine, I’ll find a time to throw it away.”
“……”
Ning Chu rolled over, burying her face in the pillow, utterly mortified.
“Keep going!”
