537. The More Tired, The Better the Appetite
“No more gaming? You promised we’d win three rounds!”
Fresh out of the bathroom, clad in only his boxers, Wen Yang found Ning Chu sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, typing away on her laptop.
“Forget about it; I was just joking. I haven’t even finished my novel today! What if I miss a day?”
Ning Chu didn’t even look up, her eyes glued to the screen as she typed with lightning speed, occasionally pausing to bite her lip and furrow her brows in thought about the plot.
“Alright, I’m a bit tired too,” Wen Yang plopped down at the foot of the bed, yawning. “Had a little wine, feeling a bit drowsy.”
He glanced over at Ning Chu’s serious little face, asking, “How’s the job hunt going?”
“I’m planning to do some customer service work for now—all employers are the same anyway. Not having a job is just plain unacceptable.”
“Customer service… sounds decent, shouldn’t be too exhausting, right?”
“How would I know? Just the job search itself is tiring enough.”
Ning Chu sighed dramatically, leaning forward to prop her arms on her thighs, cradling her chin in her hands, looking up at Wen Yang with the world’s saddest puppy eyes. “It’s so hot outside, I might just peel my skin off~”
“You don’t need to rush… Is the sunscreen I bought you not working? I even stuffed a sun umbrella into your bag!”
“I can’t be bothered to use it.”
She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, her gaze slipping uncontrollably towards Wen Yang’s bare torso.
Those tanned muscles glistened with beads of sweat, making his torso look even more tantalizingly juicy—honestly, who could resist taking a bite?
Ning Chu’s eyes kept wandering down from his pecs to those barely-visible abs, and finally to that defined V-line leading to his waist.
Her eyes landed on his boxers, where a certain “monster” was looming.
She unconsciously swallowed, perhaps due to the fatigue from job hunting, she’d been craving something exciting lately to shake off her tiredness.
No matter how exhausted she felt today, she only needed a hearty meal, and she’d be all energized to continue job hunting the next day.
But the novel still wasn’t finished!
Ning Chu tried to refocus on her writing, but her mind was filled with images of Wen Yang’s strong body.
Her heart raced, heat creeping onto her cheeks, feeling dry in the mouth.
She couldn’t write anymore…
Her eyes darted up; with her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of Wen Yang, deeply engrossed in his mobile phone. She opened her mouth to invite him but ended up turning beet red, unable to utter the words.
Her legs, which were crossed, awkwardly extended and hid under the blanket. She didn’t dare to look at Wen Yang, yet her brain was filling up with all sorts of impure thoughts.
Why wasn’t he making a move right now?!
“Ning Chu.”
“Yup!”
“I’m thinking of taking on a few part-time jobs this weekend to make some extra cash.” Wen Yang said without lifting his head, “What do you think about sales? The hours are pretty flexible. If I luck out and land a big sale, I could make a decent amount, and I already have some experience.”
Most of the pocket money he saved during college came from sales.
Yet, Ning Chu’s expression revealed disappointment as she mumbled, “How about not? Isn’t that exhausting? Why push yourself?”
“While I’m young, I’ve got the energy. I want to earn more and buy a place to call home sooner.”
“I’m just afraid you’ll end up in the hospital outspending what you earn.”
“You know how fit I am, right? Always whining to mom,” Wen Yang teased, suddenly realizing that Ning Chu had stealthily moved from the head of the bed to the foot, sitting just a little too close for comfort.
The little succubus’s face was blushing crimson, her hands gripping the bed, eyes downcast, as she ever-so-slightly scooted her rear closer to him.
“I think it’s necessary to find a part-time gig. Check this out…”
He tried to hand her his phone, but her heart-shaped tail reached out and entangled around his fingers instead.
“What’s up? Not writing anymore?”
“Uhm… I’ll write later?” Ning Chu’s face was a shade of crimson as she nervously fidgeted with her fingers.
Her shy demeanor only fueled Wen Yang’s desire to tease the little succubus. With mock seriousness, he said, “No way! What if you miss a day? I remember you took a day off this month.”
“There’s still time, there’s still time~”
Saying that, her soft body practically melted into him, one thigh raised to sit half on his lap.
“I’m trying to discuss something serious,” Wen Yang groaned, rubbing his nose futilely.
This was exactly what was wrong with the little succubus—every time they got serious, she suddenly turned problematic, and it was clear he was just trying to make a point.
“This is serious too~”
Her tail lightly brushed against Wen Yang’s chin, the soft touch sending his heart into overdrive.
A light floral scent invaded his senses; her cool, soft skin pressed against him, coupled with her round curves suddenly igniting a fire within him.
Even if he had no thoughts earlier, Wen Yang now felt like he was losing his mind… he suspected that even if he ended up feeling sore after a rough night, Ning Chu’s little antics would surely revitalize him.
“Whoa, that’s touching!”
The little succubus sitting on his lap shivered in surprise.
“Don’t blame me if you miss out on the streak.”
“Well, of course, that would be on you!”
Wen Yang shot up, causing Ning Chu to tumble onto the bed, but her backside and that tail were still proudly held high. He playfully slapped her rear and expertly grabbed her tail, his thumb rubbing along its base.
Ning Chu’s eyes shimmered, threatening to spill over.
“Ding ding ding~”
“……”
The room fell silent for a moment; Ning Chu was clearly overwhelmed, annoyed, she buried her face in the covers, “Keep going!”
Wen Yang glanced at the incoming call notification helplessly, moved closer to answer, all the while playing with her long, delicate tail.
“Mom? Why are you calling at this hour?”
“Why on earth are you suddenly calling me ‘Mom’? Where’s Ning Chu? Why isn’t she answering?”
He turned to Ning Chu with a questioning glance, only to see her blushing, writhing on the bed. He looked down at her tail in his hand, instinctively letting go.
But the tail returned, wrapping back around his fingers.
“Wen Yang?”
The voice on the other end of the line was puzzled by his silence.
Even with thick skin, Wen Yang felt a crimson hue wash over his cheeks as he cleared his throat, “Ning Chu has already fallen asleep; she’s been tired from job hunting these past few days.”
“It’s only this early; usually, she’s up till one or two at home.” His mother sounded particularly worried, “Has she lost weight? You need to take care of her—don’t let her suffer out there.”
“She hasn’t lost weight, actually…” Wen Yang stole a glance at Ning Chu, who was covering her mouth and silently squirming. “She actually looks a bit better.”
“She mentioned she’s planning to do customer service work first, though the pay might be low, it should be less stressful.”
“Don’t worry, the money will definitely be enough! I barely mind the workload anyway; I’m even thinking of doing another part-time job, but Ning Chu won’t let me.”
“Okay, I get it! Just take care of yourselves, and make sure to get some sleep.”
After hanging up with his future mother-in-law, Wen Yang couldn’t help but ask, “Looks like your courage is growing, huh?”
“What’s wrong with touching my tail!”
The little succubus pounced at him, shedding all her previous shyness, as if she intended to devour him whole.
Wen Yang started to feel the pressure.
Ning Chu’s appetite seemed to be growing even bigger the more tired she got…
