Tears welled up in her eyes, trembling as they fell. Her pupils were already unfocused, her body limp as if her bones had lted away.
In the middle of that raging storm, Ning Chu felt like she could be tossed overboard and drowned at any mont.
Too terrifying!
She even felt like she was a whole lamb roasting on a spit.
She was going to die! She was really going to break!
Her body lay weakly sprawled across the bed, only her hips still high in the air. Her heart pounded like it was about to leap out of her chest, her breathing rapid to the point of suffocation. Her mind was a tangled ss, and her lips babbled nonsense without her even realizing.
“Can you not? So of us are trying to sleep, you know!” ca a muffled complaint from sowhere.
. . . . . . . .
Six in the morning.
Ning Chu opened her eyes in a daze.
She’d passed out again… but at least this ti she’d lasted until the end.
The fresh bed sheets were once again a total ss, marked with damp stains.
She instinctively glanced to her side, but Wen Yang was already up. Only then did her hearing seem to properly return, letting her catch the sound of running water from the bathroom.
“Wen Yang…”
Her voice was weak, but Wen Yang imdiately poked his head out from the bathroom.
“Up so early?”
“Mm.”
Her face still carried traces of spring’s warmth, her misty eyes glazed with a faint haze, as though she hadn’t fully woken and hadn’t processed the situation yet.
“Then get up and tidy yourself, take a shower.”
“Huh? What ti is it?”
“A little after six.”
That jolted her wide awake. Ning Chu shot out of bed. “I need to hurry ho!”
She flung back the covers, grabbing the clothes beside her to put them on—but then she caught sight of her disheveled, thoroughly-marked body, and froze.
In the end, she obediently ducked into the bathroom.
“This is only the second ti, and you didn’t even think to wash up.”
Wen Yang gave a wry smile. “I didn’t sleep well before, so last night I knocked out the mont I hit the bed.”
“You’re so la~”
“If I didn’t have an early shift today and we picked a day I was off, you’d see how ‘la’ I really am.”
“Let’s not, okay~ My stomach’s all bloated and uncomfortable…”
By the ti they’d showered, it was nearly seven.
Ning Chu had to be extra careful cleaning herself—not that her mother and Black Bean had supernatural senses or anything, but if she walked down the street and another succubus woman caught a whiff of that scent on her…
She’d want to dig a hole to hide in.
The problem was, after sleeping for several hours, she was probably already “marinated through and through”…
She sighed in distress, got dressed, and left the rental with Wen Yang.
By the ti she got ho, it was past seven. Who knew if her mother was awake yet?
She took a cab back, tiptoed inside, and glanced anxiously toward her mother’s room.
The door was shut tight—she let out a long breath.
Still asleep. Good!
She’d just hide in bed, then later pretend she’d only just woken up.
Feeling relieved, Ning Chu crept toward her bedroom like a thief—then a chill prickled down her spine, goosebumps breaking out all over.
“Back this early?”
Her body went rigid. She turned her head to see her mother sitting at the dining table, quietly eating breakfast.
How do you eat without making any noise?!
Her mother took a sip of soy milk, smiling up at her. “Went to Wen Yang’s place?”
“…”
“You used protection this ti, right?”
“Uh… there’s nothing he could use.” Ning Chu’s face burned scarlet, her gaze dropping to her pale toes.
Condoms at the supermarket or convenience store were usually 35mm—more than enough for most n.
But Wen Yang was a hentai protagonist. Even if he could barely use them, it would still be uncomfortably tight.
“???”
Ning Chu mother’s mind filled with question marks as she stared in shock—
Then suddenly, realization dawned.
No wonder her daughter liked that poor boy so much~
For a succubus, being good-looking and well-endowed really did trump everything.
Well, now it’s over. She’s probably not coming ho for New Year’s… she’ll just be glued to Wen Yang’s bed every day.
Under her mother’s teasing gaze, Ning Chu squird with discomfort, gave an awkward laugh, and darted toward her room. “Mom! I’m going back to sleep!”
“Co eat breakfast! What are you hiding for?”
“Oh~”
Ning Chu had no choice but to obediently sit down at the dining table.
Her mother placed a bowl of Ding Bian Hu in front of her, grumbling, “I got up early to buy your favorite breakfast, and you weren’t even ho.”
“Mm-hmm…”
Ning Chu gave a perfunctory reply, her mind wandering back to yesterday’s experience.
To be honest… it was terrifying.
The novel descriptions were actually true—things like entering the womb, cumflation—
All true!
Last ti, Wen Yang had been in a frenzied state, and her mind had shut down before she could carefully savor the sensations.
But this ti, the vivid, precise feeling made her realize in horror that she had, in fact, experienced the exact kind of exaggerated scenarios written in those hentai novels.
Whack!
Her mother suddenly rapped her on the forehead with her chopsticks.
“Ow~”
“You dare daydream about n in front of !?”
“I am not!” Ning Chu denied flatly.
“Yeah, right.”
“…”
She lowered her head, took two quick bites of breakfast, and argued, “Spacing out doesn’t an I’m thinking about Wen Yang… I’m not that kind of person.”
Ning Chu's mother could see right through her. She rolled her eyes. “You need to use protection! Taking the pill all the ti isn’t good for your body.”
“I know, I already ordered an extra-large condom online…” Ning Chu muttered, though she wasn’t sure if even the extra-large would be enough for Wen Yang.
Not wanting to linger on the topic, she quickly changed the subject: “Oh, by the way, Mom… I’m going to a classmate’s place in a couple of days.”
“It’s almost New Year. Why are you going to a classmate’s house?”
“She’s ho alone and bored, so I’m going to keep her company. We planned it before the break.” Ning Chu was already thinking about Lily’s ga console. “Probably for two or three days.”
Ning Chu's mother's expression turned slightly odd. “You’re really going? Got bored of your little boyfriend anymore?”
“Mom!”
“Go, go. I bet you’ll run back after just one day.”
As if!
Ning Chu shot her mother an embarrassed glare, scarfed down the rest of her breakfast, and hurried toward her bedroom.
But then her mother’s phone rang.
Curious, Ning Chu glanced back and saw her mother’s expression grow even stranger after answering the call. Her eyes flicked toward Ning Chu again and again.
“Why are you looking at like that…” Ning Chu asked uneasily.
“The lady in charge of that rental building says soone complained this morning—that for the past two nights, soone’s been disturbing the peace. You wouldn’t happen to know who that is, would you?”
“…”
“Hey, I did told you the soundproofing there was terrible~”
The flush on Ning Chu’s face quickly spread down to her neck. She didn’t dare et her mother’s teasing gaze and mumbled, “Why would they tell you about a complaint…? You’re making that up.”
“You didn’t think your grandpa personally collects the rent for all those rental units, did you? He’s a big boss—where would he find the ti? I’m the one who handles it for him.”
Her eyes lit up as she tried to change the subject. “So, how much does Grandpa give you every month?”
“A few thousand.”
“He’s so stingy~”
“Don’t change the subject! Next ti, go to a hotel. Stop disturbing the neighbors all the ti!”
“…Okay.”
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