At the slightly desolate village entrance, a little car came to a halt. Moments later, a boy and a girl pushed open the right rear door and scuttled out of the vehicle.
The girl shivered uncontrollably, stomping her feet on the ground. She immediately stood up her sweater collar, wrapped it around her slender neck, and shoved her hands into her padded coat pockets. “Brr, it’s so cold here~”
The school was situated halfway up a mountain, at a higher altitude, and this city leaned more toward the north, making the winter temps five to six degrees lower than her hometown.
“At home, it’s already back up to about ten degrees, but here it’s still only four or five!”
“Can you help me get the luggage out?” the boy urged.
“Oh~”
Ning Chu dashed to the back of the car, assisting Wen Yang in retrieving their bags from inside.
“Looks like we’re in for a big clean-up later. We haven’t lived here for a month.”
She mumbled, lifting her gaze to a passing bus packed with passengers, “School starts tomorrow, huh…”
Having spent a month at home, Ning Chu had only triggered a few plots—one which practically handed her a win on a silver platter and another that nearly had her waffling between two boys.
But at least those instances were few and far between, freeing her from the anxiety of worrying about Wen Yang getting lured away by a bad woman, and she didn’t have to fret over any sudden punitive interruptions while out with family or shopping.
Now, back on the main stage of Little Emperor Wen, the thought of all the untriggered plots throughout the school gave Ning Chu a minor headache.
But most of the overly eager plots had already been triggered, so the remaining supporting female characters shouldn’t go seeking her out.
When she first started writing Little Emperor Wen, she should’ve been more detailed—short segments over several chapters instead of long stretches spread across just a few!
Now look where we are, it’s a hotbed of sao foxes!
Following closely behind Wen Yang, they reached the front door of their rental apartment.
Pushing open the door of their rental unit that hadn’t been occupied for a month, Ning Chu peered inside, greeted by a layer of fine dust, and sighed heavily.
“I’m going to change. Hiding my tail in these pants is too uncomfortable!”
She envied Black Bean, who could casually flaunt her cat tail; it looked fluffy and adorable.
But a succubus’s tail was a crucial weakness—if caught, you’d instantly lose all will to resist.
“Go ahead, I’ll start cleaning.”
“Make sure you do a good job! I’ll cook dumplings for you later~”
Ning Chu quickly grabbed a set of homewear from her luggage and zoomed into the bathroom.
In no time, she emerged in a plush bathrobe, snugly tied at the waist, showcasing her delicate figure. The collar only revealed a hint of her collarbone, and the hem covered her calves, leaving only her ankles exposed.
Wen Yang was wiping the table, catching a glimpse of Ning Chu’s getup, and his imagination couldn’t help but drift to the smooth skin beneath that robe.
After all, he was a guy who had just recently lost his virginity. Previously, work kept his urges in check, but now that he was free, he would be game for action three times a day if Ning Chu could handle it.
“My mom really went overboard with the dumplings; tonight’s dinner is probably going to be more dumplings,” Ning Chu grumbled while tying her hair back into a ponytail.
She fumbled a bit, but ever since her hair grew long, if left unrestrained, it could end up all over her food.
“It’s fine, I’ll eat whatever you can’t finish.”
Setting up the folding table and electric stove, Ning Chu plopped down on a small stool, propping her elbows on her thighs, resting her chin in her hands, staring eagerly at the foggy glass lid of the pot.
“Wen Yang…” Her tone suddenly turned a bit serious.
“Yeah? What’s up?”
Abruptly, her voice pitched with excitement as she playfully wiggled her toes, “Come warm my feet! They’re freezing!”
“Wearing socks would help too.”
“Hurry up!”
“I’m cleaning!” Wen Yang reluctantly set down the mop and took a seat next to her.
Ning Chu shifted, leaning against the wall and placing her feet on Wen Yang’s lap, mischievously trying to burrow her toes under his coat.
“Quit it.”
Wen Yang firmly held her tiny, fair feet in place. His gaze traveled up her legs, past her ankles and creamy calves. As she raised her legs, her robe parted, exposing her fuller thighs to the cool air like a scene from a racy anime.
But Ning Chu quickly noticed his lingering gaze, her face flushing a rosy hue as she hurriedly pulled her robe back together.
In the meantime, her feet had slyly slipped inside his coat while Wen Yang was distracted, sending a chill up to his abdomen.
“Now it’s warm~”
Wen Yang felt like two ice pops had just attached themselves to him, jolting in surprise.
“You don’t have athlete’s foot, do you?”
“Of course not!” Ning Chu proudly lifted her chin, “I smell delightful all over, where would the athlete’s foot come from?”
“Uh-huh, sure.”
Seeing that thoughtful expression on his face, Ning Chu froze, quickly trying to retract her feet.
Oh no! This guy must be thinking of some perverse things!
But Wen Yang firmly held her ankles, leaving her fussing helplessly.
Ning Chu’s eyes widened in alarm, “You’re such a pervert!”
“I haven’t said anything yet.”
“Just your eyes tell me everything you want to do!”
“Your thoughts are the dirty ones here.”
“Pfft! I’m pure! How else could I have been fooled into bed with you?”
“??? ”
Just as they were in the midst of their playful banter, a light knock echoed at the door.
Ning Chu froze, instinctively turning to look, only to hear a cool female voice call out, “Ning Chu? Are you home?”
“It’s Lily!”
Finally releasing her ankles, Wen Yang let her pull her feet out from under his coat, and she excitedly dashed to the door to open it.
Standing outside was a pretty girl with a neutral expression.
But Ning Chu keenly noticed a slight flush on Lily’s cheeks—she probably overheard a bit of their noisy frolicking.
But this girl was way cheekier than she was, so it wasn’t a big deal.
“What brings you here?”
“I just got off the bus.”
Lily tugged her suitcase closer. “Brought you something. Is Wen Yang around?”
“Something? Wen Yang’s right there, what do you need him for?” Ning Chu tilted her head in confusion but then promptly grabbed Lily’s hand, pulling her inside. “Come in, come in! You haven’t eaten lunch yet, right? I’ve got a heap of dumplings here that we can’t finish!”
“Too bad Xinya isn’t here; otherwise, we’d have lunch sorted!”
Lily stumbled in as Ning Chu pulled her along.
“No need to thank us, just help us clean up later!”
“Wen Yang, cook another pot of dumplings!”
Ning Chu casually closed the door, finally finding the time to ask Lily, “What’s the package?”
“Just wait… as long as Wen Yang is here, it’ll be fine.”
Lily dropped her suitcase and opened it, pulling out a box that made Ning Chu’s eyes go wide with recognition.
Oh no!
It was the toy she had used at Lily’s house earlier!
“Why did you bring this?!”
“You used it… and now I find it distasteful.”
“I didn’t! Don’t just say things! Are you trying to get revenge on me?”
Lily nodded calmly, as if it were just an everyday matter.
This bad woman’s vengeance is too strong!
Ning Chu felt her ears burning with excitement, instinctively glancing back at Wen Yang, only to see him diligently stirring the boiling pot, meticulously avoiding letting any dumplings stick to the bottom.
But that guy had definitely snuck a peek and heard everything.
This is bad!
I can’t handle even one Wen Yang, let alone two…
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Two updates today~ Writer’s block.
