For the foreseeable future, she would be living here.
Since she already told Shaoqing that she would stay in the girls dorm room, she needed to coordinate with Yan Xinya and Lily in advance so their stories matched.
Ning Chu lowered her head and sent them both a message explaining the situation.
Her mother wouldn’t be able to come help with the academic record change for another month, and even after that, the process itself would take time. In any case, she’d likely be staying in this rental apartment for the entire semester.
The rent was 650 yuan a month, plus internet, water, and electricity, making her expenses suddenly increase by a full 1,000 yuan.
Relying solely on her brother’s salary wasn’t an option—it didn’t sit right with her.
Having her own little place did make her happy. She could do whatever she wanted without worrying about being disturbed. But the only problem was… what if one of her neighbors turned out to be a pervert?
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In less than ten minutes, Wen Yang stepped out of the bathroom.
She looked up and saw that he had really put on her old boxers.What had been slightly loose on her was now stretched tightly over Wen Yang, looking like it might rip apart at any moment. The fabric clung to him, outlining every detail of his lower body.
Just one glance made her face burn, and she quickly averted her eyes.
Was he always this terrifying even in a normal state…?
Wen Yang was only wearing the boxers, his muscles well-proportioned and toned—strong without being overly bulky like some gym addicts. His face was flushed red as well, and upon noticing Ning Chu’s embarrassment, he hurriedly pulled on his pants, though he remained shirtless.
"Aren’t you cold?"
"Not really…"
"Let’s sleep then. Close the window and draw the curtains."
Ning Chu didn’t bother waiting for her hair to dry naturally. She scooted to the head of the bed and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.
There were no blankets or pillows. She had no choice but to curl up, using her arm as a makeshift pillow, and turned her back to Wen Yang.
In the dark, she heard his footsteps and quickly spoke up:
"You sleep on the couch or on the floor."
"I already mopped the floor. It’s clean."
Wen Yang froze for a moment before letting out a bitter chuckle. He sat down on the couch and stared at the cramped two-seater, deep in thought.
The real question was… how was he supposed to fit his nearly 1.9-meter frame onto this tiny couch?
No, the real real question was… how could he find a reasonable excuse to sleep in the same bed as Ning Chu?
But if he really sleeps on the same bed as Ning Chu, he’d probably have to endure an entire sleepless night.
With no other choice, Wen Yang awkwardly propped his legs over the armrest, shifting around to find the least uncomfortable sleeping position.
Seeing his shadowy figure finally settle down, Ning Chu let out a breath of relief.
Even though she was curious about what it would feel like to use Wen Yang as a human pillow, she was more worried about getting filled to the brim with a certain white cream.
If it weren’t for the fact that unfamiliar places made her feel unsafe, she wouldn’t have let Wen Yang stay over in the first place.
Without a blanket, the night felt a bit chilly. Ning Chu grabbed the oversized coat from the nightstand and draped it over herself.
The coat, sized for a 1.9-meter-tall guy, nearly covered her entire thighs when she wore it. Now, lying down, she only had to curl up slightly for it to completely envelop her.
She’s already up by six or seven in the morning, then she spent time waiting at the certification office, went shopping with her mother, rode the bus back and forth for two hours, searched for apartments with Wen Yang, and tidied up the rental place— Now, at ten at night, she was utterly exhausted.
Smelling the lingering scent of Wen Yang, her tense nerves relaxed instantly, and her mind quickly sank into a dazed, sleepy state.
Not long after, Wen Yang heard Ning Chu’s deep but steady breathing. Without hesitation, he swiftly sat up, glanced at the bed with a restless heart, then tiptoed onto it.
It wasn’t his fault—the couch was just too uncomfortable.
In the dim light, he could faintly see Ning Chu’s outline. She was curled up under the coat, looking especially small and fragile, like a delicate porcelain doll that might break with a single touch.
Wen Yang carefully lay down, keeping his body stiff and still.
It seemed like she didn’t wake up?
He secretly shifted closer, inch by inch, until he could almost feel the warmth radiating from her body.
His heartbeat quickened involuntarily. He swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then, unable to resist, turned slightly and cautiously placed his trembling hand on Ning Chu’s waist.
Ning Chu, who had only just fallen into a light sleep, suddenly jolted awake.
She opened her eyes in shock, immediately aware of the warm hand on her waist and the faint scent of Wen Yang in the air.
Oh… It was just Wen Yang.
For a second, she thought she had triggered some kind of classic hentai scene where a perverted rental owner has a secret door to each room and would fuck his tenant when they are a sleep.
Letting out a sigh of relief, her drowsy mind didn’t have the energy to overthink it. She let out a sleepy, dissatisfied hum and lightly swatted his hand away.
However, instead of retreating, that hand became even bolder—wrapping fully around her waist.
His heated body pressed closer, completely pulling her into his embrace.
“Don’t bother me, I’m sleeping.”
“I’m just holding you, nothing else,” Wen Yang’s voice was low and husky, strained with restraint. “The couch was too small. It was uncomfortable.”
“Mhm…”
Ning Chu yawned, pulled her slightly numb arm out from under her head, and shifted—placing her head on Wen Yang’s arm instead.
Ah, much better~
His arm was muscular, but in its relaxed state, it was softer and springier than a pillow.
Anyway, it wasn’t like this was the first time they had slept together— No, wait! The last time in the dorm shouldn’t count, right?
They had only become a couple on Thursday, and now, on Sunday night, they were already sleeping together. Was this moving too fast?
Would Wen Yang think she was too easy?
Her mind raced through these thoughts at lightning speed, and she suddenly realized just how quickly she gave in to him. As long as Wen Yang showed even a little dominance, she immediately lost the will to resist.
If this continued… it wouldn’t be long before she got devoured, right?!
Her foggy mind cleared up a bit, and that’s when she felt something—something warm and firm pressing against her backside.
“…”
Oh god. Was she about to get devoured tonight?!
Ning Chu’s eyes widened. She held her breath, but she didn’t dare move.
At this moment, shifting her hips to escape would probably just make things worse.
“Move away…” she murmured, pressing her lips together in discomfort. “It’s… poking me.”
Wen Yang awkwardly scooted back a little.
Phew. Thank god he was just an inexperienced virgin…
If he were a seasoned player, he probably would’ve pinned her down already.
But being wrapped in his arms like this, feeling the heat from his body… it was so comfortable.
Especially since they didn’t even have a blanket. The autumn night chill had dropped to barely ten degrees, and while she didn’t have a comforter, at least she had a boyfriend to keep her warm.
“You stop moving.” Wen Yang suddenly complained.
“Huh?”
“Your hair is tickling my nose.”
“Oh…”
Ning Chu yawned again, resting her cheek against his arm, eyes closing in cozy contentment.
Wen Yang’s earlier excitement gradually faded.
Now, he simply gazed at the back of her head, at her delicate nape, listening to the distant sounds of barking dogs and meowing cats.
When the lust settled, and he was left with nothing but the warmth of his girl in his arms, the moment felt precious.
It wouldn’t be so bad if time stopped right here.
He lowered his head slightly, resting his forehead against the back of her head, and whispered, “Goodnight.”
“Mm… Goodnight.”
“I love you…”
Ning Chu’s heart melted instantly.
But she pursed her lips and muttered, “Ugh, so cheesy.”
She wanted to respond, but before she could—
She felt a hand grasping her tail.
Her whole body jolted.
Just as she was about to speak, an involuntary, soft moan escaped her lips.
“…What’s this?”
“M-My… tail…”</+>