Chapter 412. Friday
On Friday evening, as the week’s classes came to an end, Ning Chu entered the rented apartment carrying a delivery box, followed closely by Wen Yang.
“What did you buy?”
“Nothing much, just daily necessities.”
Wen Yang paid no mind, slumping onto the sofa while he focused on his phone, planning for their weekend night market booth.
He looked at Ning Chu and said, “I have to step out for a bit to stock up. I’ll be back a little late after testing the waters at the booth tonight for a couple of hours.”
“Where are you going to put your stuff?”
“Let’s just leave it at home? It might get a bit messy.”
Even though the apartment was only a one-bedroom with a bathroom, it was still spacious enough at around thirty to forty square meters, so a few scattered goods wouldn’t be much of a problem.
“I hate it when it’s too messy… Remember to tidy up.”
“Got it.”
“When are you leaving?”
Wen Yang noticed something strange; he looked up to see Ning Chu staring at him anxiously as if urging him to leave quickly.
He quickly pieced it together, glancing at the delivery box on the desk, and teased, “Bought something shameful, huh?”
“N-no.”
Although she had already shared her plans with Wen Yang, when it came time to execute them, Ning Chu realized she still had her dignity intact, after all.
There’s a big difference between talk and action.
Now that it was Friday night, Aunt Flo had been gone for nearly two days, and she had graduated from Lily, though she hadn’t practiced yet; at least her theoretical knowledge was full.
If it weren’t for Ning Chu’s stubbornness, Lily would probably have dragged her to try something out in the girls’ dorm by now. This was something she could definitely handle herself; otherwise, her sense of shame would explode.
So Lily didn’t only enjoy playing with toys, did she also like tying herself up when alone?
“Are you having a late-night snack?”
“Aunt Flo just left yesterday; isn’t it a bit soon?”
“How about barbecue or stinky tofu egg burgers?”
“……”
Ning Chu fell silent for a moment, not daring to look at the teasing expression on Wen Yang’s face, and quietly mumbled, “Barbecue, let’s just order four or five servings.”
“Sure.”
She couldn’t help but feel curious and turned to ask, “For the booth, at least you have a tricycle, right? Otherwise, how would you carry your stuff?”
“I’m planning to bring a suitcase and put it in front of a shared bike.”
“That works too…”
Wen Yang was always organized with his plans, much more stable than Ning Chu’s spontaneous nature.
She didn’t really need to worry about that.
But she still couldn’t help but remind him, “I heard the city management sometimes comes to check. Be careful.”
“Don’t worry, I’m fast on my feet.”
“Don’t get lured away by a pretty customer.”
“Are you really that worried about me?”
Wen Yang stretched and got up. “I’m off now, probably back around eleven or twelve.”
“Okay~ bye~”
“When I become successful with the booth, we should start a little shop together, and you can be the boss lady.” He joked as he put on his coat and grabbed the empty suitcase.
Ning Chu nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah, it’ll definitely work!”
For a moment, Wen Yang didn’t know what to say.
Even though he was indeed the male lead in Ning Chu’s narrative, he didn’t believe in any protagonist aura or that sort of nonsense.
His self-deprecating humor was taken seriously by Ning Chu, leaving him scratching his head in a bitter smile.
“I’m off.”
“Be safe!”
Ning Chu eagerly saw Wen Yang out the door.
Her head peeked out from the doorway as she watched him wave before his figure disappeared at the end of the hallway.
“He’s gone…”
“Let’s see!”
She closed and locked the door, returning to her desk to open the delivery box with a fruit knife.
Inside was a ten-meter length of black cotton rope. This online shop’s ropes had received high praise from Lily, claiming they were soft and skin-friendly, perfect for binding, and reasonably priced at just over thirty.
Holding the rope, she thought about what she was about to do, her face turning hot and red, feeling like steam was building in her brain, ready to explode.
“I never imagined I’d find myself in such a situation when I first crossed over…”
Thinking back to her once pure and innocent self, who diligently fought to avoid getting caught, her sense of shame intensified.
Now she not only gave in but even proactively engaged in these strange activities.
What was originally a fantasy written for fun had now become her reality.
“I’m such a weirdo~”
After feeling frustrated over why she began writing such stories in the first place, a thrill secretly buzzed through her nerves in some dark corner of her mind.
Ning Chu bit her lip, pulled out her phone, and opened her notes to check what she had written over the past few days.
During class, she hadn’t had the habit of taking notes, but she had taken notes when discussing these topics with Lily.
Clearly, Lily hadn’t even held a man’s hand yet, stammering when speaking to others, while she had practically trained herself—who knew which guy would be so lucky or unfortunate…
Following the steps in her notes, Ning Chu folded the rope in half and slipped it around her neck, lowering her head to look at the heavy coat she still hadn’t taken off, before removing the rope.
I should take a shower first and rinse the rope; I wouldn’t want it to get dirty.
I still need to read the details of this scene as best as I can to play both parts convincingly.
Ning Chu felt a mix of urgency… and fear.
Although the sisters in the book were easily toppled by Wen Yang, she had to play both roles herself.
Turning on the air conditioning, Ning Chu took out a thin silk nightgown from the wardrobe and, holding the rope, headed into the bathroom.
Whether it was due to her succubus nature or her short time in this body, standing in front of the mirror, her skin remained soft and rosy, smooth as a well-cared-for child.
Her rear wasn’t overly large, but it was perky and full, creating a perfect curve along with her slim waist.
Without the support of any underwear, her ample chest still stood tall; while a C-cup was sizable, it fit her slender figure well and didn’t come off as disproportionate.
“Thank goodness it didn’t get any bigger…”
While Ning Chu liked bigger sizes, the proportions drawn in erotic comics went beyond her aesthetic limits, making her prefer the smaller ones.
She glanced at her current figure, sighed in worry, and turned on the showerhead, testing the water temperature.
“I’m getting more alluring~”
“And so is my personality…”
“I’m becoming quite the qualified succubus…”
As she mused, Ning Chu quickly washed up, changed into her nightgown, and hurried to the bed with the rope.
With the heating on, she wouldn’t feel too cold. She hung the rope over herself, sitting at the edge of the bed, studying her notes and the erotic narrative, looking for ways to have a ‘turtle shell wrap’ moment.
The book even mentioned tying both hands behind the back… how would I pull that off?
If I ask Wen Yang for help, it wouldn’t really align with the plot.
Ning Chu scratched her head, pondering how to get herself cleaned up, tied neatly, and sent off to Wen Yang’s bed.
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