悲殇的秋千

Chapter 233


"Stop staring at me… I can’t write a single word like this."


Ning Chu looked up, annoyed, at Wen Yang, who was still leaning against her desk. "Go play a game, do your group project, or just go back to your dorm."


"I already came all the way here. At least let me have a meal before I go, alright? The bus ride alone took me half an hour."


"Tsk~ If I never make it as a great writer, it’ll definitely be your fault."


She muttered under her breath as she watched Wen Yang walk toward the couch, finally feeling at ease.


For some reason, she had no issue posting her novels online for thousands—maybe even millions—of people to read, but if someone she knew in real life saw them? The embarrassment would be unbearable.


Especially since this one was meant to be an autobiography…


If Wen Yang ever read it, it’d be like stripping her completely bare—inside and out, nothing left unseen.


Ning Chu glanced over her shoulder, confirming that Wen Yang had settled onto the couch, before relaxing and getting back to writing.

"What do you want for dinner? I’ll go buy it downstairs."

"Shaxian, it’s right downstairs and cheap," she answered without much thought. "I’ll take stir-fried rice noodles and a braised beef soup."


"Got it."


"I’ll transfer you the money…"


She worried Wen Yang might refuse to admit it if he was short on cash, so every time he ran errands for her, she always made sure to pay him back.


Wen Yang had no objections. After acknowledging her offer, he asked, "Do you need anything else? I only wanna make one trip."


"Hmm… a cold Coke, then."


"Alright."


Being unusually considerate, he gathered up all the trash in the apartment, took out the garbage, and left.


As soon as the door shut behind him, Ning Chu rested her hands on her laptop’s keyboard, sluggishly typing out two sentences before pausing… then immediately switching over to a streaming site, scrolling through the trending videos.


When writing smut, her thoughts flowed like a raging river.


But when it came to a serious novel? Two sentences in, and she was already looking for distractions.


"This isn’t working. It’s been two days, and I’ve only got two damn sentences."


She grumbled, propping her chin up with one hand as she stared at the video playing on her screen.


After a moment, though, she hesitated and glanced down at her chest.


Ever since her silver markings had fully formed, her chest had been feeling swollen and sore—like something was about to overflow.


At first, she thought she was just developing again… but after a whole week, her bras still fit the same.


No way…


There’s no way that it’s milk right!?


It’s not like she was pregnant or anything!


That’s ridiculous!


Ning Chu twitched her lips, shaking her head furiously to rid herself of that absurd thought.


Maybe it’s because I haven’t disrupted the plot lately…


Most of the proactive female supporting characters had already been dealt with. With fewer of them left, the chances of encountering a storyline event had naturally decreased.


But there were still some stubborn ones.


Especially that lewd ghost, An An. Who knows how many men she had "devoured" in secret?


Ning Chu suspected the reason she was thriving in this school was because she was so capable—working tirelessly day and night, the perfect target for exploitation.


Damn capitalist school administrators! Exploiting people even after death!


Unless Wen Yang’s uncle or someone else stepped in to deal with it, she had no choice but to ignore it for now.


Not that it mattered. There was no way Wen Yang would ever fall for a ghost’s seduction.


And then there was that vampire girl… Given Wen Yang’s personality, if he ever came across a fainting girl alone, he definitely wouldn’t just leave her there.


Well, at least this way I don’t have to worry about any romance scenes happening~


"It’s just… my tail still isn’t growing properly."


Compared to Lily’s little heart-tipped tail, hers was honestly pathetic.


A knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts, and Ning Chu quickly got up to open it.


Wen Yang walked in, carrying a bag of takeout from Shaxian, placed the containers on the coffee table, then casually glanced at her laptop screen.


Two sentences.


He raised an eyebrow.


"You didn't write much while I was out buying food."


"Good books are polished over time."


Ning Chu replied without changing her expression.


"Come eat."


She sat down on the couch, finding it a little cramped.


As she picked up the takeout container, she suddenly remembered the health check-up and set the food down again, pulling two medical reports from her pocket.


"Here, it should be all fine, right?"


"Yeah, you got all the tests done?"


"Everything’s done."


Wen Yang glanced at the reports and smirked. "Developmentally delayed..."


Not just her tail—her chest and hips had barely any flesh on them either. For a succubus, that was definitely underdeveloped.


"Eat your food and go home. I'm busy tonight."


Ning Chu turned on the TV, connected it to her phone, and started playing a gaming livestream while eating.


"Why are you so eager to kick me out? You won’t even let me see your novel."


"I barely wrote anything."


Wen Yang glanced at Ning Chu, his gaze lingering on her slightly thin, cherry-colored lips. A playful idea popped into his head.


"Then how about a goodbye kiss before I leave?"


"......"


Ning Chu's face immediately flushed red.


It's not like this is the first time, so why am I still getting embarrassed?!


She scolded herself internally but still gave a small nod, agreeing to Wen Yang's request.


It had been days since their last kiss… She was actually kind of looking forward to it.


Wen Yang finished eating first, stood up, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.


He always made sure Ning Chu had the best experience, afraid that any lingering taste in his mouth might make her uncomfortable.


Within two minutes, he was back, staring straight at her.


"......"


"Are you done eating?"


"Yeah. Should I brush my teeth too?"


Ning Chu lowered her head, preparing to get up, but Wen Yang had already stepped in front of the couch, blocking her path.


She looked up, only to see his face rapidly closing in. Startled, she instinctively lowered her head.


The moment their lips touched, her body was pressed down onto the couch. She struggled slightly, kicking her legs twice in resistance, but Wen Yang’s passionate kiss quickly melted away all her strength.


Her entire body went weak. She could feel his weight pressing down on her, their chests tightly pressed together. Even through layers of clothing, she could feel his body heat.


"Mm!"


She was starting to lose her breath, her breathing turning rapid. A deep blush spread to the corners of her eyes, making them glisten like they were on the verge of tears.


Wait!


Where was his hand going?!


Don't touch randomly!


Ning Chu shuddered, a helpless whimper escaping her lips.


She tried to resist, but with her body pinned down, she had no room to fight back. She could only passively endure this unfamiliar but overwhelming sensation.


"N-no..."


Her mind was in a complete haze. She had no idea how much time had passed before Wen Yang finally pulled away.


Catching his breath, he looked down at the now completely limp Ning Chu sprawled on the couch.


Her face was flushed a deep shade of pink, her slightly swollen lips parted as she gasped for air. Her watery eyes looked dazed, as if she still hadn’t fully recovered.


Her clothes were already a mess, with her top pushed up just below her chest, revealing faint traces of silver markings on her lower abdomen.


Wen Yang almost lost control. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.


"S-so, I’ll get going now?"


"Huh?"


Ning Chu snapped out of her trance, looking at him with a mixture of resentment and frustration—like a sulky kitten left unsatisfied.


She struggled to sit up, pulling her shirt down to cover her stomach and muttered, "Just get lost already."


"How about I stay over tonight?"


"No way!"


Even though she refused, Wen Yang's face was full of satisfaction.


He could still feel the faint scent of milk lingering on his hands.


Yeah, definitely not washing them tonight.


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