8. Home Tutoring
In the future, if the plot is about to go awry, one must hide in the bed or the bathroom. That way, no matter how rosy your cheeks get, even if she really can’t help but take care of herself, at least the chances of getting caught are smaller.
The strict control over Wen Yang prevents the plot from being triggered… I’ve tried it before, and it didn’t work. The plot will find you!
God knows how that passerby girl, Yan Xinya, somehow triggered the plot! It completely turned her into a girl and even netted me a bestie.
After taking a shower and having lunch, Ning Chu looked up at Wen Yang, who was busy slurping up instant noodles.
Those were the bulk instant noodles, a single noodle block costing less than fifty cents, and Wen Yang even added an egg for himself.
He hadn’t gotten paid for yesterday’s home tutoring session yet, and with Wen Yang being the penny-pinching type he was, there was no way he’d skip today’s tutoring.
“Wen Yang, can I join you today? Didn’t you say we were going to the library for class?”
“You’re going too?” he asked, already shrugging in agreement.
“Yeah, before I was going to the student’s house to tutor, which was indeed inconvenient. But today at the library, it should be fine, right?”
Without giving it much thought, Wen Yang nodded, “Sure.”
When he encountered that enthusiastic high school girl yesterday, if Ning Chu had been around, he wouldn’t have been bothered for so long.
With his agreement, Ning Chu’s eyes lit up, and she quickly jumped out of her chair, threw on her coat and shoes, ready to head out in an instant.
Being alone in the dorm felt too miserable. If Yan Xinya didn’t show up today, the afternoon would likely be unbearable.
Compared to hanging out with Yan Xinya, she preferred being with Wen Yang.
When facing girls, she always felt a tinge of the little boy’s shyness, unable to let loose.
“Are you done eating?”
“Okay, okay, don’t rush.”
Wen Yang tidied up the noodle bowl, slipped on a light windbreaker, and led the way out of the dorm.
Ning Chu jogged to keep up with him, “Slow down, slow down! Why do you always have to walk so fast?”
This guy, with his tall stature and long legs, made her run every time just to keep up.
So why wasn’t she growing taller?
“You seem to look even shorter now,” Wen Yang glanced down at the side of Ning Chu, “Did you lose weight?”
“Maybe?”
Definitely a change brought on by the punishment.
Ning Chu sneaked a glance at Wen Yang’s big hand capable of single-handedly holding a basketball, then at her own petite, cute, chubby little hand…
So envious!
If only she were still a guy.
Today’s temperature took a significant dip, falling below twenty-five degrees—not too cold—yet many students on the street had already put on their coats.
They boarded the bus from the school’s stop, and it was only half full.
Ning Chu followed Wen Yang to an empty seat at the back and sat down beside him, excited yet on guard, surveying the surroundings.
It had been a while since she left the school.
After scanning the bus passengers, the few other females were sitting at the front, posing no threat, so she turned her gaze out the window at the scenic mountain paths.
The school was located halfway up a mountain. After leaving the student street with several universities, the path downwards became a bit bumpy, but the mountain scenery was still nice.
Suddenly, Ning Chu turned her head and asked Wen Yang, “Any news from Wang Jie?”
“Don’t know. Isn’t he out celebrating his girlfriend’s birthday?”
“No news is good news~”
“Why are you so concerned about him…”
She let out a yawn and lazily leaned back against her seat, “Just asking.”
As soon as the afternoon hit, she felt drowsy.
“I’m going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get there.”
“Still got nearly two hours. Sleep slowly.”
“Mm.”
Her natural, unadorned face soon looked peaceful and at rest, eyes closed, head tilted on the seat back.
Wen Yang put away his phone and turned his attention to Ning Chu, not often getting the chance to take a good look at her face.
Her long, slightly-curled eyelashes were still fluttering, her body searching for a more comfortable position, and her delicate brows were slightly furrowed; evidently, sleeping on the bus was harder than she had imagined.
But the familiar and safe scent around her deepened her drowsiness again and again.
Within ten minutes, she was quickly fast asleep.
“Is she asleep?”
“Can she really fall asleep like this…”
Wen Yang muttered, taking off his jacket and laying it over Ning Chu’s body.
Nowadays, Ning Chu was completely unguarded around him.
If he wanted to do something, she probably wouldn’t even notice.
The sudden thought filled Wen Yang with guilt; his breathing grew heavier as he hesitated, gazing at her youthful face. But the more he controlled himself, the more impulsive the thought of doing something became.
Wen Yang swallowed hard, quietly extending his guilty hand to rest gently on the back of Ning Chu’s hand.
Cool and soft…
He cautiously gave it a little squeeze.
Soft as if made of mush is perhaps the best way to describe Ning Chu’s hand.
Wen Yang anxiously watched Ning Chu’s expression, terrified of waking her.
The bus suddenly took a sharp turn; as the vehicle jostled, Ning Chu’s body leaned against him, her head resting on his upper arm.
That startled Wen Yang so much he quickly withdrew his hand, pretending to focus seriously on the front.
“Mm~”
With a sound that resembled a cat’s soft meow, Ning Chu seemed to have mistaken Wen Yang’s arm as a pillow, inching closer and comfortably settling her head on his bicep.
When the muscle wasn’t flexed, the soft, bouncy sensation was even comfier than an ordinary pillow.
“Let me lean for a bit.”
Her drowsy voice was soft enough that it was hard to muster a refusal.
“Sure.”
Wen Yang was now completely frozen, rigid, with every breath he could smell the strong lingering fragrance of youth around Ning Chu, mixed with a hint of shampoo and body wash.
He was young and vigorous, and not having released himself in a while, with even the slightest naughty thought flashing in his mind, the flag was already standing tall. He could only use his other hand to tug at the corner of the jacket draped over Ning Chu, letting a corner cover his lower body too.
Ning Chu’s breathing gradually calmed down, and once again, Wen Yang’s little thoughts were set in motion.
He cautiously grasped Ning Chu’s hand again, glancing nervously around, only to see a passenger on the other side shooting him a teasing, friendly smile.
Look at this pair of shy lovebirds; it’s obvious they’re still in the early stages of their relationship.
Those little movements hadn’t escaped that passenger’s notice.
Wen Yang awkwardly lowered his head, a faint flush creeping onto his face.
…
“Wake up, we’re here.”
“Mm?!” Ning Chu abruptly jolted awake, bewilderment written all over her face, “Where are we?”
“Time to get off.”
“Oh, right!”
She saw Wen Yang standing in the bus aisle and, without even stretching, hurriedly followed him.
“I slept so comfortably~” Once outside, Ning Chu lazily stretched and rubbed her slightly sore shoulders, mumbling, “How come I’ve never slept this well even in bed…”
“Who told you to play with your phone before sleeping?”
Ning Chu looked up at the strange neighborhood around her, “What does that have to do with playing on the phone? Where’s the library?”
“Just ahead.” Wen Yang led the way, spotting a student standing by the library entrance from a distance, “Look, that kid, my tutoring student.”
The middle school student also spotted Wen Yang, sprinting over with a cheerful greeting.
“Teacher!”
Then he turned his attention to the small follower beside him, frowning in complaint, “Teacher, aren’t I supposed to have a one-on-one tutoring session? Why did you bring a classmate with you?”
What a little rascal!
Can I just smack him?
