87. The Man’s Mouth
A delicate little hand was tightly wrapped up, feeling the warmth radiating from Wen Yang’s palm.
Ning Chu’s heart instantly settled down, and the terrifying images from the horror movie that had flashed through her mind vanished without a trace.
She really enjoyed the sense of security that came from being with Wen Yang, like wrapping oneself in a thick, soft comforter during a cold winter—so cozy and inviting that one could hardly bear to leave.
With her eyes open, she gazed at Wen Yang’s back as he sat at the head of her bed, emitting soft, cat-like hums of pleasure: “You can’t just sit there forever, can you?”
“Well, since it’s still early, and I can’t sleep,” Wen Yang replied, lowering his head while holding his mobile phone, engrossed in a novel. “I’ll leave once you fall asleep.”
“Okay.”
In the fleeting breaths, Wen Yang’s masculine scent seemed to intensify, causing Ning Chu to shuffle a bit closer to the edge of the bed, leaning against the wall to create some distance.
She closed her eyes again, preparing to drift off, but a few minutes later, she couldn’t help but speak up again: “Wen Yang.”
“Mm?”
“I… my family is pretty conservative, um.”
She realized it was time to lay all her cards on the table with Wen Yang, but discussing intimate topics made her flush: “You can’t touch me before marriage, or my mom will get mad…”
“Ah?” Wen Yang looked a bit taken aback. “But you’re a succubus.”
Oh, right! I’m a TM succubus! There’s a good chance my mom is also a succubus!
While one could argue that there are exceptions, saying that succubi come from conservative, abstinent families is as absurd as claiming young men have never gone through their first rush.
Ning Chu fell silent, unsure of how to backpedal.
She stubbornly continued, “What about succubi? Lily is also a succubus, right?!”
“She doesn’t even have a boyfriend! Being aloof is great, huh?”
Wen Yang wasn’t ignorant of Lily’s situation… Just the conversations Ning Chu and Lily had online made even the most hardened men blush and stutter.
But in public, she really played the part well.
He reluctantly accepted her reasoning and said, “Well, that’s okay then.”
Back when he was still single, he had to put up with these things in the dormitory for over two months and only indulged once. Now that he had a girlfriend, he had to continue restraining himself.
And with all the close contact he had with Ning Chu, his urges had only strengthened.
Wen Yang could already envision a tragic future, where he would be serenading the dreams every night while in reality living like a monk, deprived of any enjoyment.
How tragic…
Given the circumstances, all he could do was declare earnestly, “Don’t worry; I’m not that kind of guy!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a heavy sigh.
Hearing Wen Yang’s deep, dramatic sigh almost made Ning Chu laugh out loud.
Oh wow, the stud-male-lead of Little Emperor Wen’s harem is now reduced to this pitiful state because of her!
She had transformed the perfectly fine Little Emperor Uncle into a pure love story.
And a pure love story with zero meat, to boot.
“Off to sleep!” She cheerily closed her eyes, too lazy to worry about whether Wen Yang felt uncomfortable.
But soon, Ning Chu stumbled upon another tricky problem.
Sure, it became a pure love story, but the price was all on her!
How did a perfectly fine supporting character end up in the unintended role of the nonexistent female lead?
She couldn’t help but lose her smile.
What if Wen Yang’s resolve crumbled after holding on too long, and the next time he faced her, he couldn’t resist temptation?
Ning Chu frowned, deep in thought.
As long as she didn’t show any signs of turning green in front of Wen Yang, she would be fine, right?
Suddenly, the bedframe shook. She lifted her eyes, only to see Wen Yang yawning as he laid his legs across the foot of her bed.
Her heart raced. “What are you doing?”
“It’s a bit tiring to sit sideways; don’t worry, I’ll just sleep next to you for a bit.”
“……”
Do I look that innocent and easy to fool?!
When it comes to GHs, a man’s words are as good as vapor!
Ning Chu withdrew her hand from Wen Yang’s grasp and gave his shoulder a firm shove, but he didn’t budge.
“Are you really that uncomfortable sleeping here?” Wen Yang looked toward the corner of the dormitory. “Look over there, doesn’t it seem like there’s a ghost staring at you?”
“Idiot!”
“Bang!”
Ning Chu jumped, startled and bolted upright.
“It’s Black Bean; he knocked over the trash can,” Wen Yang glanced beneath the bed where the shadowy form of the little black cat was practically invisible in the dark.
“Black Bean! You’re knocking over the trash can again!”
Having been a stray before, that little black cat could still old habits, rummaging through trash even though it was now well-fed.
Ning Chu had scolded it enough times to be somewhat effective—at least Black Bean didn’t mess with the trash right under her nose anymore…
“I’ll clean it up once you’re asleep.”
“Every day, you drive it half crazy,” she huffed, flopping back down on the bed.
There wasn’t much space on the narrow bed—just as she moved, her skin accidentally brushed against Wen Yang’s heated arm.
“Move over a bit.”
“If I move more, I’ll fall off!”
“Then why don’t you just sleep on the other side and not crowd me!”
Wen Yang acted like he hadn’t heard her. After several ineffective pushes from Ning Chu, she turned away, back to him.
Wrapping herself tightly in the quilt made her feel safer, worried Wen Yang might try something.
She should have just left Yan Xinya behind… Even sharing the floor with Lily and Wolf Girl would have been better than this situation!
She really should have put her foot down and refused, how did Wen Yang get so clingy and actually lie down next to her?
If she genuinely lost her temper, all he would do is hastily bail out.
A hand suddenly rested on her waist, and through the thin blanket, she could feel the heat radiating from it.
Ning Chu froze.
Oh no! He definitely has ulterior motives!
As she was about to bolt up, Wen Yang gently squeezed her, pulling her into his embrace.
Gah~
His burning body pressed tightly against her back, and the overwhelming scent of masculinity sent her head spinning; her body melted into a state of surrender.
“Don’t…”
“I won’t touch you; I’ll just hold you while we sleep.”
Yeah, right! Who’s gonna buy that?!
Next, it would just be a little touch and nothing more.
Just some affectionate nuzzling, absolutely no penetration.
If it slipped in, it wouldn’t… ever…
Ning Chu’s mind raced through the scenarios, and suddenly she jolted back to life, sitting up with force.
With a firm yet cold tone, she pointed at Wen Yang’s bed, “Go back and sleep!”
“Rolling off I go~”
Wen Yang quickly climbed back to his bed, having already indulged, knowing Ning Chu wouldn’t resist quite as fiercely next time.
