So weak!
Considering that Wen Yang is the protagonist of a hentai doujin, she thought that each of his ‘battles’ would last hours, but turns out he’s all bark!
In the story she had written, each ti he fucked a girl, while it would only take a few minutes at most to conquer them, he would not stop doing them atleast till a few hours has passed, yet, it only took a few minutes for him to gain ‘release’.
As expected, his unending endurance is sothing that only happens in the story. Reality isn't that exaggerated—those descriptions in the story were over the top.
For example, things like "having Wen Yang dick entering the girl's womb"—how could that possibly happen in reality? Wouldn't that be fatal?!
The idea of a Wen Yang fucking a girl's so hard that her bulging lower abdon showed his dick imprint—co on, that's obviously impossible!
Ning Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least she didn’t have to worry about being broken when they did it.
Although…. considering Wen Yang size…. swallowing it alone would probably be risky… Wouldn’t that cause bleeding and be unbearably painful?
Right now, her hands were covered in a scent that was sweet and enticing to a succubus.
She glanced down at them, feeling sowhat grossed out, then imdiately pulled open the door, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.
Having once been a man, she had always found another man's "white stuff" repulsive. But that sweet scent diluted her sense of rejection.
Not long ago, I was still a man too…
Ah… What has my life co to…
Out of the corner of her eye, Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang, only to see him standing there awkwardly and embarrassed, stamring as if he didn’t know what to say.
Any lingering lancholy she had instantly vanished. Feeling amused, she mocked, “Weak~”
“Get out! I need to use the toilet!”
“...”
Wen Yang fled in disgrace.
What the hell?! He hadn't felt anything after stroking it for so long before, but the mont Ning Chu touched him, he ca right away?
He lay on the bed, deeply regretting his lack of stamina.
It must have been the nerves!
Ning Chu’s youthful and innocent face was flushed with shyness, yet she had taken the initiative to offer to do sothing unspeakable for him, extending a trembling hand toward him… That kind of excitent would be too much for any man!
As expected of a succubus.
He had never realized before how lewd Ning Chu could be.
No, it’s not that—he just hadn’t been as familiar with her back then.
Back in the dorms, Ning Chu used to secretly R18 kinds of novels in the middle of the night.
She had always been this way, she just hadn’t been able to let loose before.
Before long, a petite figure climbed into the bed.
At first, there were several inches between them, but soon, that figure slowly squird closer, pressing her back against Wen Yang’s arm.
Wen Yang instantly picked up on the hint. He turned to the side and slid his arm under Ning Chu’s neck, wrapping his arm around her waist.
“Why are you poking again?! Didn’t you just finish?!”
Ning Chu was furious with embarrassnt.
“...”
Wen Yang looked helpless and innocent.
He realized he was now even more wide awake.
After experiencing it once, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. After hesitating for a mont, he whispered, “How about… one more ti?”
“I already said just once!”
“The last ti! I swear!”
“Hah! You think I don’t know what you're planning?”
So greedy! Taking advantage of her and still not satisfied!
This is simply bullying an honest person!
Ning Chu snorted, too lazy to bother with Wen Yang. If he ended up igniting the fire in her lower abdon, then neither of them would be getting any sleep.
“Then… then you don’t have to do anything, just… get a little closer?”
“Don’t push your luck!”
Did he really think she didn’t know what he was trying to do?
“...”
From her tone, Ning Chu actually sounded genuinely angry. Wen Yang had no choice but to turn over and lie flat on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Nope, this is even worse.
He had just tasted a bit of sweetness, but like Zhu Bajie eating a ginseng fruit, it was over before he could even savor it.
“Ning Chu, do your uncles have sons?”
“Why?”
Ning Chu turned to face Wen Yang, resting her head on her arm as she stared straight at her male protagonist.
“My family isn’t well-off. My brother has to work to save up for his own wedding.”
“If your uncles don’t have sons, wouldn’t they treat you as their son, and then…”
Although she knew this kind of thinking was lazy and sowhat unethical, ever since moving into the rental apartnt, she increasingly longed for a ho that belonged to her and Wen Yang.
Wen Yang thought for a mont. “My eldest uncle doesn’t have a son, just a daughter.”
“But don’t even think about it. Even though my uncle and second uncle treat well, it’s not to the point where they see as their own son.”
“Alright~”
Luckily, Wen Yang was the protagonist. With the protection of the protagonist’s plot armor, buying a house shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
But Ning Chu didn’t want to keep living off her brother.
After a brief pause, she decided to go back to her old craft. “Wen Yang, from now on, I’m going to write novels every day!”
“Huh? Write novels?”
“I started writing in junior high~ I was really good at it!”
Although she had only signed her first contract in college and, by the ti she was interning, renting an apartnt, and job hunting in her senior year, she was just a small-ti writer with only a hundred or so average subscriptions—earning barely over a thousand yuan per month, half of which ca from full attendance bonuses.
She had originally given up on this hobby, planning to find a stable job, but she never expected to transmigrate into the very story she had written in her spare ti.
“If you’re interested, go for it. There’s no cost anyway.”
“Yep yep! What if I write a hit novel, sell the rights, and make millions? Then we won’t have to worry about money!”
Though she said that, after spending so long in the online literature industry, she no longer entertained such fantasies.
Ning Chu knew she didn’t have the talent—she couldn’t even make a living from writing novels.
But at least it could help cover so living expenses. Cutting down on a few hours of gaming each day wasn’t a big deal.
“Alright, then you can support , and I’ll serve tea, fetch water, and do housework for the great writer?”
“You said it! When we get a big house—like a huge apartnt—you’ll be worked to death with chores!”
Ning Chu giggled, snuggling up to Wen Yang and resting her head against his chest.
Wen Yang was shirtless, and the warmth of his skin made her cheeks flush a deep red.
The strong masculine scent, mixed with a hint of sweetness, filled her nose. She could hear his steady, rhythmic heartbeat and pulse.
Wen Yang wrapped his arm around her slender waist, holding her gently.
“We’ll get a big apartnt, set up a small gaming room, and maybe raise two cats—”
“I don’t like cats.”
“...”
Ning Chu was stunned for a mont, then angrily pinched the flesh on Wen Yang’s waist, making him flinch in pain.
“Go to sleep.”
She rolled her eyes at him in the dark, twisting her body to find a comfortable sleeping position.
But then, Wen Yang’s devilish whisper sounded in her ear: “Can you use your hand one more ti?”
His warm breath tickled her earlobe, making her body instantly go weak.
“...”
“This will be the last ti.”
“Liar!”
Ning Chu turned her head away, avoiding the heat of his breath.
“When have I ever lied to you?”
Even though she knew that when n said this, they were definitely lying, she still held onto a tiny bit of hope. “Really?”
“Mhm, this will be the last ti.”
Unable to resist his coaxing, and with the sha of the darkness dulling her embarrassnt, she silently reached her hand downward.
Anyway, it would be over in one round.
Anyway, it would be over in two rounds.
Anyway—
“Why won’t it go down! My hand is so sore!”
“Almost there, almost there.”
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