Trapped in Paradise Chapter 83

And so, the registration process beca Ning Chu’s job to communicate, while Wen Yang was responsible for recording.

Even online, Ning Chu didn’t want Wen Yang talking to other girls, so he took over the task of gathering and summarizing the registrations.

Wen Yang only needed to fill in the registration forms with the information Ning Chu collected.

“Lin Li, she’s signing up for high jump, and there’s a singing and dance performance for New Year’s.”

“Shan Shan, she signed up for the long-distance run and shot put... This girl could probably punch to death.”

“Yuan Yuan... Who is she again?”

While Wen Yang was writing down the details, he answered, “The girl who invited to the bar.”

“Oh~ she’s signing up for jump rope... And then there’s Ling Ling.”

Zhang Shaoqing, who was playing a ga, instinctively turned around to look at Ning Chu.

“She’s signing up for long jump.”

Noticing Zhang Shaoqing’s gaze, Ning Chu teased and tested, “What’s the matter? Still can’t forget your childhood sweetheart?”

“Hah~”

By the looks of it, he seed just like any normal person who recently broke up.

Celebrating a bit inside, Ning Chu continued dictating the collected registration information to Wen Yang.

It was already Friday, and Ning Chu was gradually getting used to waking up at 7:30 every day, taking a two-hour break at noon, and attending classes until 6 in the evening.

But weekends were a challenge for him.

Even though they had agreed to spend the weekend in the library, whether it was Wen Yang suddenly changing his mind to accept an invitation from a girl or just the thought of spending two dull days reading in the library, it was tough for Ning Chu either way.

“Yan Xinya, signed up for the 100-ter sprint... No girls invited you out this weekend?”

As he continued recording the registration information, he suddenly changed the subject.

Wen Yang was stunned, looked at him blankly, and shook his head, “No, I haven’t spoken to any girls these days.”

“Tsk, tsk~ Henpecked husband, henpecked husband~”

Ignoring Zhang Shaoqing’s teasing, Ning Chu asked again, “Has no one contacted you online?”

“I didn’t add any of them as friends...”

Though Wen Yang’s words sounded sincere, Ning Chu still shifted his chair closer.

He first glanced up at Zhang Shaoqing, who was always teasing him about his sha, and then asked quietly, “How about we link our accounts?”

“Huh?”

Ning Chu knew that linking social dia accounts was sothing only couples did, but his concern over Wen Yang triggering so kind of “plot” overshadowed his hesitation.

“Co on, let’s link them! I promise I won’t read your chat history.”

“...”

Wen Yang rubbed his nose, feeling like the girly scent around Ning Chu was getting stronger, making him dream about Ning Chu from ti to ti.

And it seed to be getting more powerful...

He subconsciously bent down, took the registration form and placed it on his thigh, and then glanced again at Ning Chu’s expectant, slightly flushed face.

“No?” Ning Chu frowned.

“Fine...” Wen Yang, seeing that Ning Chu hadn’t noticed anything, sighed in relief and agreed, though a bit reluctantly.

Over the past week, Ning Chu had been getting increasingly excessive.

Wherever he went, Ning Chu followed, even waiting outside the restroom during breaks.

Now, he wanted to control his social dia accounts.

Oddly, though logic told him to resist, Ning Chu really slled nice.

Although they were both male, being around Ning Chu always inexplicably lifted his mood.

Even though he wasn’t gay, he must admit that Ning Chu was genuinely pretty...

The way Ning Chu treated him could easily make people misunderstand.

Wen Yang sighed softly and logged into his account on Ning Chu’s phone.

“OK~” Ning Chu let out a cheerful chuckle, quickly opening Wen Yang’s account to check the chat history.

“Knew it... Weren’t you supposed to not look?”

Wen Yang shook his head, helpless and troubled.

If only Ning Chu were a girl...

Even if Ning Chu admitted he liked n, Wen Yang wouldn’t be as conflicted as he was now.

“No one really talks dirty with you, huh?” Ning Chu muttered quietly. “Did you delete the ssages?”

“No, too lazy to delete them.”

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Wen Yang stood up. “I’m going to the bathroom and then take a nap.”

“Go on, go on.”

He hurriedly walked to the bathroom, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Usually staying in the dormitory, his thin skin kept him from ever doing anything inappropriate there, plus Ning Chu’s constant shadowing and unintentional teasing already caused him to have frequent vivid dreams.

Let alone chatting dirty with people online...

He was worried he might drive himself crazy.

Hiding in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, the lingering girlish scent around his nose gradually faded, and the heat in his lower abdon was washed away by the cool water.

Only then did Wen Yang, full of concern, walk out of the bathroom, only to see Zhang Shaoqing standing on the balcony smoking again.

“Smoke less.”

“Just the occasional one or two.” Zhang Shaoqing beckoned him over, “Don’t go in yet, keep company out here for a bit.”

“What’s up?”

He hooked his arm around Wen Yang’s shoulder with a gossipy grin, “Are you really going out with Ning Chu?”

“No.”

“Tsk, but you guys are always together.”

Wen Yang leaned against the railing with his hands in his pockets and rolled his eyes at him. “Don’t you and Wang Jie also hang out all the ti?”

Actually, it’s normal for university roommates to spend ti together, attending classes, and eating als, but Ning Chu looked overly feminine, plus his restriction on Wen Yang interacting with won made people overthink.

“Obviously, it’s different, isn’t it?” Zhang Shaoqing grinned mischievously, shaking his leg. “Hey, don’t you think Ning Chu is getting more and more over the top?”

“Over the top?” Wen Yang thought this was about Ning Chu’s controlling behavior over him.

“Yeah, look at that chest~ It’s probably as big as an apple! With my many years of watching experience, it's at least an A !”

“...”

“When the sester started, he looked like a little kid, but now look at him, all girly... Where does he even look like a guy anymore?”

“That little butt of his...” Zhang Shaoqing said while puffing smoke, nudging Wen Yang’s arm with his shoulder. “You spend a lot of ti with him; tell ?”

“?” Wen Yang showed a thoughtful expression, and after a mont, he frowned and shook his head, “I think he’s quite normal.”

Although deep down, he had already considered Ning Chu to be a girl, only a few crucial pieces of evidence were missing for certainty, but he still instinctively covered for Ning Chu.

“Normal my ass!”

Wen Yang casually bluffed, “Ning Chu is definitely a guy. I’ve gone to the bathroom with him before; it’s not like I haven’t seen it.”

Seeing the disbelief on his face, he added, “It’s actually quite big.”

Zhang Shaoqing looked incredulously towards the window of the balcony at Ning Chu, who was squatting on the floor playing with a cat.

Looking at that petite, delicate figure, he couldn’t connect it with the word “big”... Not even for the chest.

“Seriously?”

Wen Yang nodded seriously, “Maybe even bigger than yours.”

“What the... Appearances can be deceiving!”

Zhang Shaoqing felt like he’d been hit by a truck and silently lit another cigarette.