226. The Battle of One Move
After dinner and a quick gaming session, Ning Chu felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her.
In the dorm, she usually couldn’t fall asleep until after midnight—not because she enjoyed staying up late, but because her roommates were unbearably noisy, always unable to settle down.
Zhang Shaoqing had a penchant for finger-typing away at his keyboard, arguing with people online. When he got emotionally charged, he’d throw in a few choice words for good measure.
After ten o’clock, the lights in the dormitory would go out and the internet would cut off, and then this guy would team up with Wang Jie for some mobile gaming, complete with a symphony of curses and loud banter.
By midnight, the dorm would finally fall silent, but if Ning Chu hadn’t fallen asleep within ten minutes, she’d be treated to the rhythmic soundtrack of Wang Jie’s snoring…
Fortunately, Ning Chu wasn’t particularly sensitive to snoring, and Wang Jie’s snores were steady—not the kind that would jump around unpredictably. Sometimes, they even felt more like a lullaby.
Yawning, she leaned against the headboard and curled up her legs, her nightgown inevitably creeping up her thighs.
She glanced over at Wen Yang, who was busy checking homework materials on his phone, her eyes landing on the quilt draped over her legs.
Though she understood the biological needs and exuberant energy of young men, it still made her a bit anxious, fearing that one day she might inadvertently find herself in an awkward position.
But she couldn’t resist the temptation to tease this little virgin. Watching Wen Yang blush and squirm, utterly helpless before her advances, was just too amusing.
Staying on the edge of provocation was exhilarating!
This might be a reflection of her inherent quirky sense of humor, or perhaps a trait awakened by her succubus nature?
“Are you going to stay in the dorm tomorrow? It’s not great if you keep coming over here.”
“Yeah, that works.”
Wen Yang nodded before suddenly turning to ask, “I heard that some succubi grow horns?”
“Where did you hear that from?”
He pointed his phone screen at her. “Online.”
“I thought you were preparing research materials for our group project…” Ning Chu rolled her eyes. “I guess some do, but I’ve never seen one myself.”
“Oh~”
The way Wen Yang spoke, he seemed eager about it!
Clearly imagining succubus horns as steering wheels! You lecher!
“Hey, since deer antlers and cow horns can be used in medicine, what about succubus horns?”
“……”
Men’s thought processes were sometimes harder to decipher than those of girls.
One moment, they seemed to be filled with nothing but adult themes, yet at other times, their thoughts were downright bizarre.
Here’s this beautiful little succubus sitting right next to you, and instead of flirting with her, you’re wondering if her future horns might have medicinal properties?
“When I was a kid and got sick, my uncle would pull out his cow horn he had hidden for decades, grind it into powder, and make me drink it, saying it could cure anything…” Wen Yang leisurely shared a past story, “But I ended up playing with it and lost it, and boy, did I get a beating.”
“Did it really cure anything?”
“Might’ve done something? Most of the time, I’d just be taken to the clinic by my uncle for checkups.”
Ning Chu was intrigued to hear about this unfamiliar figure. “Your uncle?”
Considering Wen Yang had no parents, it seemed his uncles and aunts would be the family she’d have to meet later, so it was wise to gather some intel…
“Yeah, he’s the most successful among my relatives, but lately, he’s been running around everywhere so I only see him during New Year.”
Ning Chu loved hearing these stories; they helped her understand Wen Yang better.
While Wen Yang was a character she’d created, she realized that aside from his looks, height, and stamina, she hadn’t really developed him further in depth.
Once, she had immersed herself in writing about Wen Yang, who was her idealized fantasy.
And now, he had morphed into her boyfriend—strange how fate works!
“Time to sleep, I’m getting a bit sleepy.”
“Yeah.”
Wen Yang promptly began stripping down, startling Ning Chu, whose face went pale. “What are you doing?!”
“Getting ready for bed,” he said, looking at her oddly. “I only wear shorts to sleep in the dorm too.”
“……”
Well, that was fine.
She thought he might have ulterior motives.
Letting out a breath, Ning Chu snatched the quilt and tugged it down, shifting her b*tt to put space between herself and Wen Yang.
The lights dimmed, plunging the room into darkness.
She turned her back to Wen Yang and curled into a side-lying position, her mind racing with random thoughts.
How should the group project be done? What would Zhang Shaoqing’s reaction be when he found out she was a girl tomorrow? Would Wen Yang try to get handsy in the middle of the night?
Her thoughts tangled together in a chaotic mix; just moments ago, she had been worried about Wen Yang being too touchy, while now she was concerned about what her mother might think of him.
She felt the mattress shift slightly, a warm body pressing against her back.
Ning Chu shifted her waist in irritation, but the “roasted sweet potato” pressing against her backside made her freeze in place.
“Don’t mess around.”
“Don’t worry,” Wen Yang replied in a gravelly tone.
With his assurance, Ning Chu stopped resisting and slightly lifted her head to use his arm as a pillow, then lay still, enjoying his embrace.
She could never understand why his hugs always made her feel completely absorbed in the moment.
If only he wasn’t pressing against her so much—he was getting bigger…
Wen Yang’s hand rested at her waist, not going any further, but it only made her feel more anxious.
It seemed to ignite something within her.
Ning Chu’s cheeks flushed; she closed her eyes but couldn’t shake the images from the book about her and Wen Yang in the bathroom.
“Y-you, could you move back a bit…”
“Can’t you just not press against me?”
“Uh-huh.”
Wen Yang buried his face in her hair, shifting back a little.
Tonight, he probably wouldn’t get any sleep.
Staying in the dorm was definitely the better option, or maybe he could wait until Ning Chu fell asleep and sneak into the bathroom to take care of business.
“……”
After a few minutes, Wen Yang opened his eyes, still wide awake, but the brief respite had only made his thoughts more lively, especially the inappropriate ones.
In every sense of the word, he was feeling energized—on both counts.
Ning Chu seemed to still be asleep, having not moved for a while, her breathing calm and even.
He sighed; although he wanted to control himself, nature had its way of challenging rationality.
Carefully withdrawing his hand, he sat up and stealthily crept out of bed.
Worried about making noise with his slippers and waking Ning Chu, he tiptoed barefoot into the bathroom.
His last release had been back at school, but it had taken a long time in the teaching building’s bathroom, and he’d still ended up solving it in the dorm.
This time… even though he was just a room away from Ning Chu’s rental apartment, still surrounded by her shampoo and that sweet, youthful scent, his body was not cooperating at all.
Just as Wen Yang was fretting in the restroom, he suddenly heard the door creak open.
He jumped, turning to see Ning Chu peeking through the door crack, her big eyes filled with curiosity and trepidation at his current situation, her lips parted in surprise.
“Ugh~ Why are you taking so long in the bathroom?!”
Wen Yang didn’t know how to defend himself, his face flushed as he hurriedly tried to pull up his pants.
“Um…” Ning Chu’s questioning morphed into a slightly sheepish inquiry. “D-do you need help?”
“Seriously? Is that actually okay?”
She hesitated a moment before reaching her hand through the door crack, turning her head away shyly, mumbling, “Just this once.”
Well, what a surprise; even with a succubus girlfriend, there were still firsts! Isn’t that sullying the succubus reputation?!
Wen Yang froze in place, his face lighting up with hope.
“Wow, that was quick!”
As soon as they made contact, Ning Chu gasped and yanked her hand back, shaking it. Suddenly, she realized there was no need to worry about anything breaking!
The male lead was not such a big deal! He didn’t even last through a round with her!
“I was just too nervous!”
