79. Listening to You
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It had only been a few days apart, but Wen Yang noticed that Ning Chu was different now.
In the past, Ning Chu was like a shadow that followed him everywhere, like a worried parent keeping tabs. Now, she resembled a domesticated little cat—always wanting to cuddle up next to him.
It seemed like as long as she was with him, it didn’t matter what they did.
Wen Yang turned his head, glancing at Ning Chu, who was right beside him, her shoulder occasionally brushing against his arm.
Her face may have shown no expression, but the emotions in her eyes were impossible to fake.
A touch of indecision? But mostly joy.
“I’m going to get some food, wait for me.”
“Okay!”
As Wen Yang walked toward the cafeteria window, he turned back to look at the girl by the dining table after walking five or six meters.
She was propped up on one hand, playing with a strand of hair, gently swaying her head and legs. Even from this angle, he could sense her happiness without seeing her expression.
In the past, whenever Ning Chu was alone, she would be flustered and extremely uneasy, which was what Wen Yang worried about most before taking leave.
But now, that anxiety was hidden away, only surfacing occasionally in the wary glances she cast around.
He couldn’t quite grasp where Ning Chu’s transformation came from…
Wen Yang didn’t dwell on it much and headed back to the food window.
After just ten minutes, Ning Chu saw Wen Yang return with two trays.
Just like before, it was two meats and one vegetable, all her favorites, but today he had even bought her a bottle of fresh milk.
“I don’t like milk.”
She pouted as she looked at the milk pushed in front of her.
“Drink a little milk; it’s good for you.”
“Don’t like it…” she said, but still picked up the milk and took a small sip.
However, Ning Chu suddenly felt Wen Yang’s gaze sneaking down toward her chest. She glanced down at her meager assets and twitched her lips.
Wow! So you’re ready to train me up, huh?
Didn’t you say you already liked girls with flat chests?!
With a frown, she kicked Wen Yang’s little leg from under the table.
Wen Yang immediately straightened up, not daring to look around anymore, and lifted his bowl to eat.
Ning Chu, somewhat distressed, downed a third of the milk.
Seems like, yeah, it is a bit small…
But being small meant no worries about drooping, no need for the constraints of a bra, and it was even more convenient to move around. Plus, she used to be a flat-chest enthusiast when she was still a guy.
Yet just thinking of Yan Xinya’s smug face, proudly sticking out her chest made her fume.
It’s only about a B-cup! What’s there to be proud of?!
“Brother~”
Just as she was lost in thought, Ning Chu suddenly heard a flirtatious call.
She sighed helplessly. Oh great, it’s that little brat again!
Why does she have to show up in public?!
Qiao Qiao scampered over on her short legs, plopping her tray down on the table. Before Wen Yang could react, she plopped down right next to him.
With an innocent, romantic look, she asked in a cutesy voice, “Bro~ I didn’t see you at all yesterday!”
Wen Yang frowned, clearly annoyed, and was about to say something, but then he saw Ning Chu put down her chopsticks. She hastily stood up, leaving her barely half-finished dinner behind.
“I’m going to the bathroom.”
Is she mad?
Seeing Ning Chu looking upset made Wen Yang angrier at Qiao Qiao.
His face darkened as he glanced at the catgirl beside him. “You’re older than me—why are you acting like a little girl throwing a tantrum?”
“Eh?”
Qiao Qiao looked confused, staring blankly at Wen Yang.
Direct hit! The effect is spectacular!
Ning Chu stumbled, a bit baffled, before turning and bolting out of the cafeteria at lightning speed.
What on earth! You were never this ruthless with girls before!
Wasn’t it always courteous first, then aggressive? How did you jump straight to the big guns this time?!
Qiao Qiao, with her loli appearance, always trying to act cute, probably had her biggest vulnerability exposed—her age!
That was hitting below the belt!
Ning Chu quickly dashed into the public restroom near the cafeteria. As she reached the sink, her legs suddenly felt weak, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.
She clutched the sink for support, then leaned against the wall, inching her way toward the ladies’ room.
Oh no! This punishment is more intense than I expected.
Or perhaps her body’s sensitivity had exceeded her expectations—maybe it was a leftover from her excitement in the little park earlier.
Inside the restroom, a girl pushed open a stall door and looked up, immediately spotting Ning Chu, blushing furiously, eyes glazed over, squirming as she walked further inside.
“?????”
“!!”
Ning Chu’s embarrassment was about to explode.
She lowered her head, praying the girl wouldn’t remember her face. Biting her lower lip, she quickly opened the nearest stall door and slipped inside.
“Is everyone playing around like this?” the girl muttered as she left, “Don’t tell me she’s got a toy hidden or something…”
“……”
Leaning against the stall wall, Ning Chu stared hopelessly at the ceiling.
I’m so tired~
Should I just come clean with Wen Yang?
Forget confessing about the plot; at least I should admit to my emotional triggers.
Otherwise, every time Wen Yang runs into a flirty girl, it’ll be an instant explosion! I can’t have that happening in public every time!
I need a good excuse… This is too hard!
“Ning Chu?”
Wen Yang’s voice came from outside.
Ning Chu hadn’t recovered yet and could only weakly reply, “I’m in here~”
Hearing that his voice was not sharp with anger, Wen Yang sighed in relief. He stood at the entrance of the ladies’ room, glancing around nervously.
“There’s no one here.”
“Uh-huh.” He still didn’t step inside, sounding a bit anxious as he said, “I sent Qiao Qiao away… She left crying.”
I already figured that out…
The timid virgin who once got flustered by a girl’s advances had turned into someone who could make a girl cry?
“Did I go a bit too far?”
“It’s fine.”
After a moment, Ning Chu finally stepped out of the restroom, approached Wen Yang, and rolled her eyes weakly up at him.
Due to just finishing her “punishment,” her eyes still sparkled with a dreamlike glow, and her exaggerated eye roll came off more as a playful tease.
Wen Yang finally relaxed.
So it’s just her emotional chaos at random intervals—no wonder Ning Chu ran off so fast.
With her body exuding such strong allure, he swallowed hard, his gaze drifting nervously to the side, but occasionally darting back to Ning Chu.
“Wen Yang, promise me something…”
Ning Chu turned on the faucet, splashing her face with water.
“Hmm?”
“Even if there are bad women trying to flirt with you in the future, you must act according to my signs.”
Wen Yang asked in confusion, “Why?”
“Because…”
Not having a good reason ready, Ning Chu paused, unsure how to explain. She just threw her hands up in resignation: “Just listen to me, alright?”
“Okay, I’ll do whatever you say.”
So I’ve raised a yes-man.
