After dinner and some gaming, Ning Chu began to feel sleepy.
Back when she lived in the dorm, she could never sleep before midnight. Not because she liked staying up late, but simply because her roommates were too noisy—there was never a moment of peace.
Zhang Shaoqing always loved hammering away at his keyboard, arguing with people online. Whenever he got heated, he would even start cursing out loud.
After 10 PM, the dorm lights and internet would be cut off. That’s when he and Wang Jie would switch to playing mobile games, their loud, cursing-filled duo queue sessions filling the room.
The dorm would finally quiet down after midnight, but if Ning Chu didn’t manage to fall asleep within ten minutes, she would have to endure Wang Jie’s snoring…
Luckily, she wasn’t too sensitive to snoring, and Wang Jie’s wasn’t the kind that startled you awake with sudden volume changes. Sometimes, it even felt like a lullaby.
Yawning, she leaned against the headboard, curling her legs up. Her sleep dress inevitably rolled up to her thighs.
She glanced over at Wen Yang, who was focused on his phone, searching for research material for their project. Her eyes landed on the blanket covering his lap.
She could understand the needs and high energy levels of a young, healthy man, but it still made her a little nervous—afraid that one day, she might actually get pinned down and be railed all night long.
And yet… she couldn’t resist teasing this little virgin, enjoying the way he would blush and fumble helplessly under her playful taunts.Dancing on the edge of danger—it was thrilling!
Maybe it was just her mischievous nature. Or perhaps, it was an inherent trait of her succubus bloodline?
“You should stay in the dorm tomorrow. It’s not really good for you to keep coming here.”
“Mm, alright.”
Wen Yang nodded, then suddenly turned his head to ask, “I heard some succubi grow horns?”
“Where did you hear that?”
He turned his phone screen toward her. “Online.”
“I thought you were researching for the group project…” Ning Chu rolled her eyes. “Some do, I guess? But I’ve never seen one myself.”
“Ohh~”
Judging from Wen Yang’s tone, he seemed pretty excited about the idea.
He must be fantasizing about using the horns as handlebars! Damn perv!
“Hey, deer antlers, ram horns, and ox horns can all be used in medicine. What about succubus horns?”
“……”
Men’s thought processes were sometimes even harder to grasp than a girl’s.
One moment, their heads were filled with dirty thoughts, and the next, they were coming up with the weirdest ideas.
Here she was, a gorgeous little succubus sitting right beside him, and he was thinking about whether her nonexistent horns could be ground into medicine?!
“When I was little and got sick, my uncle would take out an ox horn he’d kept for decades, grind it into powder, and make me drink it. Said it could cure anything…” Wen Yang reminisced casually. “Then one day, I lost it while playing with it and got my ass whooped.”
“Did it really work?”
“Maybe a little? But most of the time, my uncle would just take me to the clinic instead.”
Hearing Wen Yang mention an unfamiliar name, Ning Chu’s curiosity was piqued. “Your uncle?”
She considered the fact that Wen Yang didn’t have parents. His uncle and this other relative were probably the family members she would have to meet someday. It was good to learn about them in advance…
“Yeah. He’s probably the most successful person in my family. But he’s been traveling all over the place these past few years, so I only see him during the New Year.”
Ning Chu liked hearing these little stories about Wen Yang—it gave her a deeper understanding of him.
Even though he was a character she had originally created, when she thought about it, aside from his appearance, height, length, and stamina, she hadn’t really given him much of a backstory.
Back then, she had written the story from Wen Yang’s perspective, projecting her own ideals onto him.
Wen Yang was the perfect version of herself—the person she had once fantasized about being.
As a result, Wen Yang had now become her boyfriend—truly a twist of fate.
"I'm going to sleep. I'm feeling a bit tired."
"Mm."
Wen Yang efficiently began undressing, startling Ning Chu into a pale-faced panic as she sternly asked, "What are you doing?"
"Taking off my clothes to sleep," Wen Yang replied, looking at her with slight confusion. "I sleep in just my shorts in the dorm, too."
"..."
Well, that was reasonable.
She had thought he was going to do something else.
Ning Chu let out a breath of relief, snatched the blanket, tugged her nightdress down a bit, and scooted away from him to create some distance.
The lights went out, and the room was plunged into darkness.
Lying on her side with her knees slightly curled up, she turned her back to Wen Yang while her mind wandered through a mess of thoughts.
How should they handle the group project? How would Zhang Shaoqing react tomorrow after finding out she was a girl? Would Wen Yang try something with her in the middle of the night?
Her thoughts spiraled chaotically—one moment, she was worried Wen Yang might make a move, and the next, she was worrying about what would happen if her mother ended up disliking him.
She could clearly feel the mattress shifting slightly as the warm body behind her pressed in closer.
Annoyed, Ning Chu twisted her waist slightly in protest—only to freeze as she felt something firm pressing against her backside.
"Don't mess around."
"Relax," Wen Yang replied, his voice husky.
Reassured by his promise, Ning Chu stopped resisting. She slightly lifted her head to let his arm serve as her pillow, then stayed completely still, simply enjoying the warmth of his embrace.
She could never quite understand why being held by this man always made her feel so immersed.
If only his lower half thing wasn’t pressing against her… and getting even harder.
Wen Yang's hand rested on her waist, making no further moves, yet his mere presence left her increasingly flustered.
It felt like something inside her was being ignited.
Her cheeks were burning red as she shut her eyes, but her mind kept replaying the scenes from her own story—the ones where she and Wen Yang were in the bathroom together.
"You… move back a little…"
"Can you not press against me like that?"
"Mm."
Wen Yang buried his face in her hair and shifted backward a bit.
He was definitely not getting any sleep tonight.
It was probably best to stay in the dorm tomorrow—or maybe wait until Ning Chu fell asleep and then sneak off to the bathroom to take care of his… personal issue.
"......"
After more than ten minutes, Wen Yang opened his eyes.
He was still wide awake.
In fact, the more he tried to rest, the more his mind filled with inappropriate thoughts, making him even more alert.
In every sense of the word.
His head and his… other head.
It seemed like Ning Chu was already asleep—she hadn’t moved in a while, and her breathing was steady.
With a quiet sigh, Wen Yang carefully pulled his arm back, sat up, and stealthily slipped out of bed.
Worried that the sound of his slippers might wake Ning Chu, he walked barefoot, tiptoeing his way into the bathroom.
The last time he tried to take care of things was back at school, but the attempt in the teaching building’s restroom had failed miserably, and he had to finish up in the dorm later.
This time…
Even though he was staying in Ning Chu’s apartment, her scent still lingered in the air. The faint fragrance of her shampoo and the soft, lingering warmth of her skin made his body all the more restless.
Just as Wen Yang was feeling frustrated and anxious, the door suddenly creaked open.
He shuddered in shock, quickly turning his head.
Through the narrow gap in the doorway, Ning Chu’s big, round eyes stared at him—curious yet hesitant. Her small mouth was slightly parted in surprise.
"Jeez—why are you taking so long in the bathroom?!"
Wen Yang had no idea how to explain himself. His face turned bright red as he fumbled to pull up his pants.
"Um..." Ning Chu's initial questioning tone softened into a shy and hesitant murmur. "D-Do you… need some help?"
"What? Are you serious?"
She hesitated, then stretched a hand through the door gap, turning her head away as if she couldn’t bear to look, mumbling, "Just this once..."
Having a succubus girlfriend and still needing to handle things himself? That would be an embarrassment to succubi everywhere!
Wen Yang was stunned, his face full of eager anticipation.
"That was fast!"
The moment she touched him, Ning Chu gasped and immediately yanked her hand back, shaking it off as she stared at him in disbelief.
For a moment, she thought she might’ve broken him.
So much for the mighty male protagonist! He didn’t even last a single round!
"I-I was just too nervous!"
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