018. Transformation
“Hey~”
Wen Yang tiredly stepped off the bus and looked up at the school gate, letting out a helpless and dazed sigh.
He had originally planned to hit up a bar to see the world, but the atmosphere there was just too much for him, plus those twin sisters were overly enthusiastic, scaring him off in a hurry. He had hoped for a romantic encounter tonight, but alas, he was just a little virgin — timid, lustful, and plain anxious.
For some baffling reason, sneaking off to the bar behind Ning Chu’s back gave him a strange sense of moral guilt.
Dragging his feet into the school, Wen Yang picked up his freshly washed clothes from the laundry room before finally pushing open the dorm door.
As soon as he entered, he was greeted by those starry, wide eyes sparkling with hopeful surprise, turning to look at him.
“Wen Yang!” Ning Chu jumped up from her chair but quickly hushed her voice, carefully tiptoeing to sneak a peek at Wang Jie’s bed. “Wang Jie is sleeping. Keep it down, and don’t turn on the light.”
“Got it.”
Wen Yang placed down the bucket filled with clothes, just about to speak when he noticed Ning Chu had already rushed over, grabbing the bucket and bustling towards the balcony to hang their clothes.
He turned around to grab a hanger, trailing after her to the balcony. “I saw your call and thought something urgent came up.”
“Nah, just wanted you to carry the clothes.” Ning Chu brightly accepted the hanger, bending over to hang up the garments.
Wen Yang wanted to lend a hand but discovered that Ning Chu was standing by the bucket, leaving him no space to help. He leaned against the balcony railing, watching her busy silhouette.
Hmm, as Ning Chu squatted down, her perky little b*tt was completely accentuated by her shorts.
As he stood on his tiptoes, stretching his arms to hang the clothes on the hanger, her top was pulled taut, and her creamy little waist danced in and out of view, with a hint of her dainty belly button showing.
Wen Yang silently redirected his gaze away from Ning Chu.
“Was the bar fun?” Ning Chu didn’t let him off the hook, grinning as she asked, “Did you have any girls to keep you company?”
Why does that sound a bit sarcastic?
Wen Yang nodded obediently.
“Then why are you back already?”
Seeming to sense her confusion, he scrambled to explain his cowardice, “I was worried they were bar girls! Besides, I’m not that kind of person!”
You didn’t seem all that innocent in the book.
Pretty much any attractive girl could get him all worked up, and he played around quite a bit.
Lucky for him, he was still a virgin.
And thank goodness that when he first started writing the novel, he didn’t paint Wen Yang as an outright scumbag from the beginning.
Ning Chu silently fussed in her mind. When she stood on her tiptoes to hang the last piece of clothing, she noticed Wen Yang’s gaze lingering a bit too long on her chest.
She froze for a second and looked down, realizing that the slight slopes on her thin frame were a bit more noticeable.
“Chest muscles,” she calmly explained, continuing to hang up the clothes like nothing happened.
“Huh? Oh.” Wen Yang was caught off guard by her swift explanation, awkwardly looking away but finding his gaze returning a few seconds later.
To be honest, it didn’t look anything like “chest muscles.”
Her silky pajamas were fitted enough to outline a small curve, but that was about it.
Alone with Ning Chu on the balcony, he seemed to catch a whiff of her subtle fragrance.
Curiosity got the better of him. “Have they gotten a bit bigger?”
As Ning Chu was hanging clothes, her hand shook, and the cheerful expression on her face instantly turned as dark as coal. She stopped moving, lowered her head, and assessed her own chest more closely.
Indeed, she had just showered a few hours ago and inspected herself in the mirror; now, just a couple of hours later, her breast size was notably different.
Roughly the size of a dumpling.
If it were regular clothes, it wouldn’t be obvious, but in her lightweight pajamas, the discrepancy was clear as day.
“What’s wrong?”
Feeling the dark aura radiating from Ning Chu, Wen Yang realized he had misspoken.
“Nothing.”
Ning Chu lifted her head with a slight smile, hanging up the last two pieces.
On the bright side, this was simply another way he had ruined Wen Yang’s romantic script!
Some meddlesome “god” had once again dealt him a punishment! Trying to transform him into a female to force him to submit!
Impossible!
Even if he became a girl, it was still better than being tossed around as a guy in the plot!
“Here, your bucket.”
Ning Chu handed the bucket to Wen Yang and turned to walk into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. A wave of bitterness surged sharply in her chest.
Taking a few deep breaths, she tried to suppress her frustrations before biting her lip, examining her transformation.
The most noticeable change was in her sleep pants. The once comfortably fitting pajamas seemed a bit tight now, constricting against her backside and causing some discomfort.
The sensations in her chest were more pronounced, a dull ache evident.
Everything else was relatively normal.
“Thank goodness, the change isn’t too drastic.” Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief. “At least there’s no sudden stomach pain as punishment this time.”
What she feared most was that once Wen Yang lost his virginity, and Zhang Shaoqing turned dark, she would suddenly transform into a female.
Then she would truly become the female supporting character in the book, allowing the natural plot to unfold where Wen Yang and Zhang Shaoqing pinned her down.
At her petite height of 1.6 meters, two big guys wouldn’t even need to exert that much effort to control her…
Terrifying.
That was far more frightening than becoming a woman!
Resolutely firm in her belief that Wen Yang, the little emperor male lead, must remain a virgin, Ning Chu donned her clothes and returned to the dorm.
The earlier frustrations had slipped from her mind, and the moment she saw Wen Yang, a slightly eager smile returned to her face. “Wen Yang, do you have anything planned for this weekend?”
Wen Yang was sitting at his computer, nodding instinctively. “Um, tomorrow morning, a girl from the neighboring class wants to take me out to watch a movie, and the Boss Lady at the coffee shop asked me to swing by in the afternoon to try out some new stuff.”
Wow, looks like you’re pretty busy!
Just when he wrapped up the bar escapades, you tease me with these unexpected plans!
Is this what they call a movie? A taste test? Embarrassing to say out loud!
Ning Chu felt her face burn, lips pressed tightly together as she shot daggers at Wen Yang with her eyes.
“And the day after tomorrow, there’s a succubus senior in the art department…”
As Wen Yang rambled on while turning to glance back at Ning Chu, he found her arms crossed, having lost her previously sweet smile. Her eyes were glistening with unshed tears, her face flushed, glaring at him with a look of pure grievance.
Feeling an inexplicable twinge of guilt, it was as if he had let Ning Chu down, leaving him a bit stuttery.
“Uh… do you have plans these days?”
“Yes!”
“But I’ve already made plans.” Wen Yang awkwardly defended himself, “They can be pretty clingy.”
Is it clingy or tempting?
Ning Chu asked with a hint of exasperation, “You’re really spreading the net wide, huh?”
“They’re so proactive in asking me out; I can’t just reject them…”
Indeed, being the male lead, Wen Yang was always popular with girls.
And as a guy, being pursued by girls multiple times usually meant saying yes.
Ning Chu suddenly realized the issue wasn’t with Wen Yang but with those shameless girls!
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