### 330. The Kind-Hearted Girl
“Am I leaving now?”
Ning Chu stood at the doorway, her uneasiness palpable as she watched Wen Yang in the bathroom splashing cold water on his head.
“Are you okay?”
She was worried and wanted to go inside to check on him, but the thought of being ‘eaten dry’ made her pause.
After all, even when Wen Yang lost his mind earlier, he quickly came to his senses because of her… That constant apologizing and guilty look had tugged at her heartstrings.
Ultimately, it was her own plot that put Wen Yang in this position, making him the real victim.
Wen Yang turned to her, his eyes bloodshot and frightening. He focused on Ning Chu, who had only dared to peek her head through the corridor, trying to control the tension in his mind. “It’s fine, you should go back.”
“Your face looks scary… You’ve got veins popping on your neck…”
Ning Chu shrank back a bit, biting her lip and her gaze slightly panicked. “The things I bought for you this afternoon, you can use them.”
“Mm.”
“So I’m really leaving now?” she asked anxiously. “Or should I call an ambulance?”
Originally, she just wanted to drop Wen Yang off downstairs and then decisively bail, like the good-hearted girl in the plot. But with Wen Yang in this state, it was hard to worry about him.
“I’ll be fine after a cold shower.”
From the bathroom came a flurry of sounds, and Ning Chu couldn’t see Wen Yang’s figure at all.
She hesitated for a moment but took a step back and closed the door behind her.
Staying any longer was too dangerous… Although she knew that there would come a day when she’d have to face it, that day couldn’t just be romantic; at least, both she and Wen Yang should be in their right minds.
Not when Wen Yang was under some drug-induced control.
She glanced at the time, lazily dragging on till half-past eleven.
I wonder if Black Bean is asleep or throwing a late-night rave at home.
“Bang!”
A loud crash suddenly shattered the quiet from Wen Yang’s room, and Ning Chu jumped, whipping around to quickly unlock the door and rush in.
“Wen Yang?!”
What she saw was Wen Yang sprawled on the floor in front of the bathroom door, propping himself up on a chair trying to stand.
She dashed over, crouching down to check on him. “Are you hurt? How did you fall?”
“I slipped; I was in a hurry.” Wen Yang shakily got to his feet, not daring to look at Ning Chu’s face. “Go back, don’t worry about me.”
“No way, how can I not worry?!”
“What if I can’t hold back…”
Ning Chu didn’t see any injuries on Wen Yang; he was just soaking wet, clearly having jumped into cold water without even changing his clothes.
This made her even more worried; she couldn’t let him be alone in this state.
Biting her lip, she picked up a cup from the desk still in its packaging. “I’ll go wash this for you.”
It’ll be fine! With Wen Yang’s self-control and a bit of help from the cup, she’d probably only be using her hands to test the waters!
A faint sweet scent wafted into her nostrils, almost with a hint of creaminess—a flavor she often savored during late-night snacks and afternoon teas. Ning Chu unconsciously swallowed.
She was in a dilemma; she knew sticking around would likely lead to catastrophe, but she couldn’t let Wen Yang be left alone when he was like this.
It’s fine; they say it feels really good…
No, wait! First time being that rough could be deadly!
Caught in an internal battle of thoughts, Ning Chu finished washing the cup, gave it a quick disinfection, and timidly stepped out of the bathroom.
In the meantime, Wen Yang had taken off his wet clothes and changed into a pair of clean shorts, now lying flat on the bed, restless and tossing about.
“Here, give it a try.”
Ning Chu tossed the cup over and quickly ducked back into the bathroom, only daring to peek at Wen Yang from the corner.
Oh my! I can’t watch; I can’t watch!
Feeling guilty, she turned off the light but still peered around the wall to catch a glimpse of Wen Yang’s silhouette.
But then, an awkward moment occurred…
“Too small.”
Wen Yang tossed the cup aside, his breathing growing heavier and more chaotic as he looked at Ning Chu. “I’m feeling uncomfortable; why don’t you… help me out?”
“……”
But I bought the largest size available! No wonder he’s the male lead!
After a brief silence, Ning Chu finally stepped out of the bathroom.
Sensing that rich, sweet aroma, she unwittingly found herself getting a bit carried away, her brain slowing down.
“Just don’t touch me randomly, okay? No forcing…”
Even though she knew that this would likely lead to the plot unfolding as it had before, she still clung to a tiny flicker of hope.
“Okay.”
Following the enticing scent, she perched at the foot of the bed, biting her lip as her gaze flickered, determined to get through this.
Wen Yang let out a long, satisfying sigh, and as he felt his tense body begin to relax, Ning Chu mirrored his relief.
That earlier state had been incredibly frightening!
Skilled hands can make a difference! Looks like tonight won’t be wasted after all!
Though her own body was becoming restless, she squeezed her legs together, unable to bear it.
What a pervert!
~
She had become the protagonist of the story too!
“I’ve got to head home after this; if I stay over at yours, my mom is going to say something.”
“And I can’t leave Black Bean alone at home.”
“Ugh… So tired ~”
My fingers are about to fall off…
Ning Chu, exhausted, could barely lift a finger. So, Wen Yang kindly ordered a late-night snack. After she’d eaten her fill, taking a short break, her drained energy gradually returned.
“Thanks for your hard work.” Wen Yang’s flushed face was gradually returning to normal, the bulging veins on his neck calming down too. He chuckled at Ning Chu, who was squatting in front of him, “Before, I was too caught up…”
“Forget it; I wasn’t too mad…” Ning Chu interrupted his apology with an exasperated sigh. “What time is it now~?”
“Almost two.”
“And it’s still not over…”
What kind of drug is this?! Why is the effect so strong?!
Wen Yang’s endurance was off the charts! In their two-hour showdown, he had only lost four times!
Ning Chu collapsed onto the bed, “I can’t take it anymore; I feel awful.”
“Can you hold on a bit longer?” Wen Yang asked, trying to coax her.
“No way, I can’t take it anymore; I’m so sleepy…”
This is nothing like I imagined~
I thought Wen Yang was supposed to belong to the cup tonight!
But it turned out that cup didn’t even get used; it didn’t work at all and was super pricey!
The atmosphere in the room turned heavy again. This was after a short rest, but the drug’s influence was kicking in once more.
Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang’s tall figure beside her, rolling over to face away, unable to withstand the tension as she squeezed her legs together and shifted her hips.
Then Wen Yang moved, making her heart race in a panic, but then she heard him heading towards the bathroom, followed by the sound of the shower.
No way, I’ve dropped enough hints already!
You really aren’t going to touch me at all?!
What’s the matter with this succubus?
Wen Yang emerged from the bathroom, drying his body with a towel, and sat beside Ning Chu, doing his best to suppress his urges, not daring to glance at the little succubus.
The atmosphere in the room turned awkward; Ning Chu opened her mouth but hesitated to speak. Wen Yang closed his eyes, trying to endure the urges that were raging inside him.
Ning Chu’s face was impossibly hot, her heart racing like a drum. She glanced at the messy bed sheets, the room filled with masculine energy that continuously stimulated her mind.
She couldn’t wait any longer; lightly poking Wen Yang in the waist, she murmured, “So, um…”
“Don’t touch me,” Wen Yang rasped, “I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold back.”
“……”
