396. Evening
“Coming, coming!”
It was late at night. After just finishing tidying up the house, Wen Yang was startled by a surprised voice from the bathroom.
He turned his head in confusion toward the bathroom, “What’s coming?”
“N-nothing.”
Ning Chu was squatting in the bathroom. Although her panties were stained and needed washing, she felt a bit of her anxious heart ease.
So Aunt Flo has come, huh? Just a light flow, so Yan Xinya never noticed, and she hadn’t caught on either.
“I told you so! How could I be pregnant?”
She murmured to herself as she took off her panties and shouted outside, “Wen Yang! Bring me a clean pair of panties!”
“Did you pee your pants?”
“Aunt Flo has arrived.”
“Just leave them there; I’ll wash them for you later.”
Wen Yang said as he opened the door, quickly glancing at Ning Chu through the gap.
Inside the bathroom, Ning Chu was in the process of taking off her pants and was only wearing a sweater. The long hem covered her backside, leaving her long, luscious legs exposed to the air, making it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything at all.
Well, she wasn’t wearing anything at all…
“Don’t look, you perv!”
She snatched her panties and slammed the door shut.
After putting on pads and changing pants, she was washing a towel but still felt a bit guilty murmuring to herself, “Is this flow a bit too light?”
In the past, if she hadn’t paid attention, she would have been soaked! But now, the flow was pitifully small.
“It should be normal, right?”
She picked up her mobile phone from the windowsill to search online, reaffirming herself with certainty, “Yep, totally normal.”
According to the information, endocrine issues, lifestyle stress, and insufficient nutrition could lead to lighter periods, so she really didn’t have to worry too much.
After reading the first result of her search, Ning Chu felt completely at ease.
“This is all Xinya’s fault. She asked me if I was pregnant out of the blue, making me worry all day!”
She glanced at her bloodstained panties, thought about it, and decided to leave them in a bucket for Wen Yang to handle.
It was chilly in winter with Aunt Flo, so it’s best not to get wet and catch a cold; painful cramps can be a torture.
Asking Wen Yang to help with her intimate garments… she had let him wash them inside and out before, but it still felt a bit embarrassing.
Leaving the bathroom, Ning Chu sat down at the computer. “Wen Yang, don’t talk to me for the next two hours. I’m focusing on writing!”
“Alright, I won’t disturb you.”
“It’s a bit cold.”
Wen Yang casually took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
“Go get me some hot water. I want to soak my feet while writing~”
“Want me to brew you a cup of hot tea as well?”
“Just get me an ice cola!”
Ning Chu shouted proudly, only to get a light knock on her head.
“Having Aunt Flo and still asking for cola?! Aren’t you afraid it’ll hurt?”
She quickly recoiled her head, zipped up the coat over her, and muttered, “Don’t talk to me. I’ve just written two lines, and now I’ve lost my train of thought because of you.”
Wen Yang reached out to ruffle the Little Succubus’s hair before turning to head back to the bathroom.
But as soon as he stepped inside, a serious thought hit him—
If Ning Chu had her period, that meant he wouldn’t be able to do anything with her for three to five days?
This bloodbath situation was a bit much…
Thank goodness it’s only three to five days; he just needed to endure.
After washing the clothes they had both worn that day and hanging them on the drying rack outside the window, he walked behind Ning Chu and glanced at the computer screen.
After about half an hour, Ning Chu had finished an episode of anime.
“So this is what you’re writing?”
She hugged her knees, confidently stating, “I’m doing research!”
“How much have you written?”
“Over a hundred words… where’s that hot water you promised? I want to soak my feet!”
“Just a reminder—it’s already ten o’clock.”
Ning Chu, who had just been watching anime, panicked and quickly closed the webpage, her slender fingers flying across her laptop keyboard.
“Oh no, oh no! I’m running out of time!”
“My Perfect Attendance Award!”
For the sake of her writing prize, this Little Succubus, despite just becoming a qualified Cream Bun, with the blush still on her cheeks and hearts in her eyes, clung to her laptop to hurriedly type, even forgetting about taking a shower.
“I’ll go warm your bed.”
“Okay~ Just don’t talk to me!”
Wen Yang jumped into bed, single-handedly holding his mobile, looking for weekend part-time jobs online.
Compared to the hassle he faced when first looking for side jobs, he had now joined local part-time groups, with daily options available—some paying hundreds, while others just dozens.
This week, he planned to take Ning Chu out for two cups of newly opened milk tea, along with his salary.
The room was filled with the sounds of keyboard clacking and Ning Chu’s quiet mutterings: “Oh no, oh no! I’m running out of time.”
“My Perfect Attendance Award!”
“Is this how this term is used? Oh well…”
With only three minutes left until midnight, Ning Chu finally voiced her relief: “I finished!”
“Quick, send it out!”
Stretching and getting up from her chair, she took a few steps to the bedside, flopped onto the bed, and rolled around, resting her head on Wen Yang’s belly, boasting gleefully, “Just three minutes to spare~ I’m so awesome!”
Wen Yang glanced down at the Little Succubus resting on his stomach and teased, “What if you ran out of time?”
“Then I’d lose my Perfect Attendance Award, and we’d be eating instant noodles every meal next month~”
“Not that bad; just sleep,” he yawned, struggling to keep his chaotic thoughts at bay, not daring to touch Ning Chu.
Ning Chu quickly peeled off her home clothes, revealing a flimsy silk nightgown, and snuggled under the covers, clinging to him like an octopus.
Her icy feet pressed against the back of Wen Yang’s foot, and her hands attempted to slip into his night shirt, her tail also wrapping around his waist, effectively pinning half her body against him.
Wen Yang could hardly bear it.
“Dress warmly…”
The sheer nightgown made him acutely aware of her soft curves and angles, and her alluring scent wafted by his nose.
“I prefer sleeping without clothes. Theoretically, wearing less keeps you warmer.”
Ning Chu raised her head, a sly smile on her face. “By the way, Aunt Flo has arrived~”
“Was that on purpose?”
“We’re both detoxing together!”
She didn’t dare push too far; otherwise, her cheeks would be sore, and she also worried Wen Yang might have even more perverted ideas.
Soon, she released her grip on him, obediently lying on her side and pulling Wen Yang’s arm over as a pillow.
“Good night~”
“Yeah, sleep tight.”
Wen Yang turned to his side, gently wrapping his arms around her slender waist, burying his face in her fragrant hair.
“You’re pulling my hair! It hurts!”
