88. New Props
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
“I can’t believe it! Why are you locking the door?!”
“Are you doing anything scandalous in the dorm? Count me in!”
Early in the morning, Ning Chu was awakened by the loud knocking. She yawned and tried to stretch her arms, only to realize that her right hand was gently caught in Wen Yang’s palm.
She pulled her hand away, propped herself up, and leaned over to look at Wen Yang, who was sleeping head-to-head with her, yawning profusely.
“So noisy~”
“Mm.” Wen Yang opened his eyes, and most of his view was filled with Ning Chu’s youthful yet alluring face. Seeing her defenseless eyes glimmering with sleep, he couldn’t help but lift his hand and gently poke her cheek.
“What’s with you?! Go open the door!”
He grabbed the bed’s side rail, flipped himself off the bed, and landed lightly on his feet.
Ning Chu envied his cool dismount but quickly glanced at her own thin arms and legs… Well, if it were her, she’d probably be flat on the floor.
“Locking the door at night! What shameful things were you up to last night?!” Zhang Shaoqing barged into the room, chattering loudly.
Wang Jie, looking as if he hadn’t slept in ages, followed behind, yawning and rubbing his eyes. With the greasy look in his hair, he probably had stayed up all night.
“I’m going to wash my face and hit the sack,” he said, putting his stuff down and stretching as he walked to the balcony.
“You’re a joke~ How’re you going to satisfy your girlfriend in the future?”
Zhang Shaoqing sat in front of the computer, leaning back with his legs crossed, casually glancing at Ning Chu, who was peeking out from the bed.
No matter how you looked at her, she was just a little girl.
He leaned forward like a cheeky delinquent and teased, “Ning Chu, why is your face so red?”
Because of the guilt…
Last night, she had shared a bed with Wen Yang, even if just for a few minutes.
But the “shameful things” Zhang Shaoqing mentioned almost happened too.
Ning Chu flopped back on the bed, “Mind your own business!”
“Didn’t you say you were going to find a hotel to stay in?” Wen Yang, leaning against the side of Ning Chu’s bed, asked Zhang Shaoqing, “Why do you look like you went all out last night?”
“Opened an esports hotel; wanted to win a round and then sleep…”
“And you ended up staying up all night?”
“Don’t even mention it! d*mn it! What kind of freaks are my teammates? Weekends are no good for gaming; even elementary kids come out to play.”
Zhang Shaoqing looked utterly miserable, pouring his troubles to Wen Yang about that 0-16 match where teammates called themselves the ‘powerful ones,’ that one hour of back-and-forth games, and the three people who rage-quit within the first ten minutes…
“So, have you solved your family drama?”
His complaints halted: “Nope.”
“Anyway, I don’t want my mom breathing down my neck every day, and I definitely don’t want to get married this early.” He scoffed, “I haven’t even seen any club models yet or experienced the nightlife; why’s my mom pushing me toward the grave? Does she have a grudge against me?”
Wen Yang couldn’t really give advice on Zhang Shaoqing’s family issues; he could only advise, “Stop dreaming about club models every day; you’ll end up ruining your health.”
As the male lead of **Little Emperor Wen**, he actually tells people not to behave like that?
Ning Chu peeked over the bed, feeling rather pleased that her nurturing was showing results.
“Like I’ve actually looked!”
Zhang Shaoqing yawned, taking a drag on a cigarette, shaking his leg as he asked, “Did my mom drop by again later?”
“Nope.”
“Good, I was thinking of skipping a few days of class and hiding from her.”
Seeing Zhang Shaoqing’s expression and attitude, Ning Chu felt relieved.
He didn’t look like he was going to spiral into some dark family drama; at least he seemed in a good mood, probably from having fun yesterday.
She couldn’t really involve herself in such family matters, so she tried to comfort him from a brotherly perspective: “It’s fine, you should hide out for a couple of days. I’ll mark you present in class.”
“We’ll see.”
Wang Jie, still looking groggy, crawled back inside from the balcony and got back into bed, reminding them, “I’m going to sleep now; keep it down.”
“I’ll smoke a cigarette and catch a nap too.”
Zhang Shaoqing stretched, holding a smoke, and grabbed a lighter as he walked out. Before he had even left the dorm, Wang Jie’s heavy snoring was already audible from behind.
He rubbed his earlobes despairingly; Wang Jie was fine everywhere else, but his snoring was unbearable.
Wen Yang had planned to go back to sleep, but upon hearing the snoring, he decided against it. He grabbed his toiletries and headed out to the balcony.
The balcony was shrouded in smoke, making Wen Yang frown at the smell. He approached the sink, washed up, and suggested, “Why don’t you go smoke in the hallway next time? All the clothes hanging out there reek of your smoke.”
“It’s fine.”
Zhang Shaoqing leaned against the railing, inhaling deeply. He pulled out an eyeglass case from his pocket, pondered for a moment, and asked Wen Yang, “Hey! Aren’t you curious if Ning Chu is a boy or a girl?”
“Boy.”
“Don’t joke with me; where does she look like a boy?”
He chuckled, leaning forward with a more enticing tone: “Wen Yang, I have a way for you to find out.”
“Hmm?”
“**!” Zhang Shaoqing excitedly handed over the eyeglass case, “With this, you can see through Ning Chu’s clothes…”
Before he could finish, Wen Yang snatched the eyeglass case right out of his hands.
“Wow~ You said you weren’t curious! Now look who’s eager,” Zhang Shaoqing plopped down on the sink, smoking and egging him on, “Go see for yourself whether she’s a boy or a girl. You’re close with Ning Chu; if she finds out, the worst you’ll get is a beating.”
“Where did you even get this?”
“Bought it at a street stall while I was wandering around yesterday; I tried it out~” Zhang Shaoqing’s grin grew more lewd, “And it really works.”
“If this is for peeking at girls… tsk tsk.”
Wen Yang looked at him with a complicated expression, as if staring at a pervy scumbag.
“I thought it was fake! God knows it actually works!”
Zhang Shaoqing, irritated by Wen Yang’s judgmental gaze, cursed: “Hurry up and see whether Ning Chu is a boy or a girl! What are you wasting time for? If you’re scared, just give it back to me!”
“Why should I have to do it just because you’re a coward?”
He tossed away his cigarette b*tt, crushed it underfoot, shook off his coat, and proudly declared, “I’m a righteous man!”
“Ning Chu!”
“What are you doing?!”
Zhang Shaoqing was shocked; he never expected Wen Yang to betray him in front of everyone!
He hurriedly grabbed Wen Yang’s arm, “No! At least look first before telling Ning Chu!”
“Ning Chu! Shaoqing got some weird ** from somewhere!”
“Watch your mouth! You can’t be brothers anymore!”
Ning Chu, who was playing on her phone in bed, suddenly had a jolt.
No way! Not again!
She quickly wrapped herself in her quilt, still feeling uneasy and shrinking down into the bed, hoping the thing wouldn’t see through her mattress and quilt, exposing her completely.
The villains in books get to feast their eyes in such ways!
Ning Chu shouted, “Give it to me! It’s confiscated!”
“Why confiscate it?!” Zhang Shaoqing cried out, “I paid for it!”
“How am I supposed to know what you’d use it for!”
Wen Yang chimed in, “He already used it to peek at girls; that’s pretty pervy.”
“That was an accident!”
“Planning to use it on you next…”
Ning Chu spat, “Pervert!”
