Chapter 535. My Male Lead
Night fell.
As the night approached, this city became even more lively and bustling, with dazzling lights shining brilliantly.
After watching the match, holding Wen Yang’s hand, Ning Chu’s face was still filled with lingering excitement as she cheerfully strolled along the pedestrian street.
“That match was amazing! My throat is sore from shouting; the atmosphere was so great~”
“Just a bit too expensive around here; otherwise, I would’ve bought a set to take home.”
“Wen Yang! Look over there!”
Wen Yang followed her指着的方向, and saw a pair of newlyweds in wedding attire posing for photos not far down the street.
“Will you take me for a photo when you get married?”
“Forget it, I don’t want to be the center of attention.”
Ning Chu pouted, but couldn’t help but tiptoe, watching the couple as she unconsciously opened her mouth and sighed, “That wedding dress is so beautiful~ and the bride is gorgeous too.”
“I’ll get you an even prettier one in the future.”
“Let’s see if you have the capability~” She looked up at Wen Yang and teased, “What if you end up poor and can’t even afford a meal? No wedding photos for you.”
“Then you’ll have kicked me to the curb by then, right?”
Ning Chu frowned in discontent: “Am I that kind of person?! Even with you being so useless, I still help you every day; I haven’t complained about you, have I?!”
“Isn’t it that your support is too weak? You even take my experience.”
“If I can’t even support myself, who’s weak?!”
Wen Yang wasn’t sure how the conversation shifted to gaming but couldn’t help but chuckle, stepping aside and not wishing to continue the banter: “Alright, alright, I’m weak.”
This girl was always stubborn; it was impossible to win against her now.
Forcing a succubus to yield required a better setting.
Having gained the upper hand in their argument, Ning Chu smugly took a jab back, “Weak yet still arguing!”
She retrieved her envious gaze, hidden it, and pulled Wen Yang along, continuing forward: “Let’s go, looking at the river view, watching other people’s wedding photos is pointless.”
They hadn’t walked far when they reached the Huangpu River.
Ning Chu quickened her pace, simply released Wen Yang’s hand, and jogged ahead, leaning against the railing by the riverside, gazing at the river reflecting the moonlight, the sky, and the buildings.
The river breeze blew her long hair around, the strands shimmering with the colors of the lights, dancing in the wind like a tattered ribbon.
Wen Yang walked slowly behind, watching the girl like a city spirit by the river, and instinctively stopped.
Ning Chu, however, annoyed, reached up to tuck her hair back and shouted over, “Hair tie, I need to tie my hair.”
“Wait a minute.” He looked down, pulled a hair tie from his bag, and handed it to her, smiling, “Actually, your hair looks quite beautiful down.”
“It gets messy in the wind…… Forget it, just tie it for me, but be gentle.”
“Alright.”
Wen Yang stood behind Ning Chu, skillfully gathering her lovely long hair, while she looked out across the river and the view of the opposite side, humming a random tune with her clear voice.
“What song is that?”
“I’m just humming.”
“It’s nice.”
“Then why did you cover your ears when I sang at KTV before?”
Wen Yang was at a loss for words and quickly changed the subject: “Aren’t you cold? The wind is quite strong.”
The little demoness’s voice was quite pleasant; it could be sweet and charming, but her singing ability was really lacking; after a whole song, not a single note was right. While others sang “Balloon of Confession,” she belted out “Death Balloon.”
In Zhang Shaoqing’s words: Between listening to Ning Chu sing and death, I would rather choose death.
Then that rich second generation was chased down the street for a few blocks.
“I’m still wearing a sun-protection jacket; it barely blocks the wind.”
With her hair simply tied back, Ning Chu leaned back lazily against Wen Yang’s chest.
She tilted her head, wanting to say something, but suddenly heard Wen Yang let out a yelp.
“Ah! I’m sorry!”
She accidentally poked her horn into Wen Yang’s chest muscle…
“It’s fine, I’m used to it.” Wen Yang grinned, reassuring her.
Though it sometimes hurt to be bumped or poked, the horn was quite handy, adding a touch of playful charm to Ning Chu.
Ning Chu turned around, apologetically reaching out to touch Wen Yang’s chest muscle: “Does it still hurt? I’ll be more careful next time.”
“If you keep touching, it won’t be about whether I’m in pain anymore.”
“……”
There are so many people around!
She stole a glance at little Wen Yang, feeling guilty and shifted her feet, trying to block the gaze of the surrounding tourists.
To avoid letting some shameless, flirtatious fox eyes light up.
Ning Chu leaned back over the railing by the river, gazing at the enchanting lights across the water, at the towering Oriental Pearl, her voice softening, “It’s too noisy and too bustling, not suited for me.”
“I like small cities too.”
“Wen Yang, will you change in the future?”
“People change eventually, right?” Wen Yang stepped forward, standing beside her in the same position, leaning against the railing, “No matter how I change, I will still like you.”
Ning Chu muttered worriedly, “I’m a bit concerned you might go astray……”
This extravagant world is filled with countless temptations leading to downfall, but thankfully Wen Yang is in a technical field and doesn’t have to socialize too much.
Countless university students enter society only to gradually become what they once despised.
“I should be the one worrying, right?” Wen Yang teased with a smile, “There are plenty of men here better than me, wealthier, and more handsome.”
“More handsome than you?” Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang and chuckled, “There can’t be anyone in the world!”
“That’s just you seeing beauty in the eye of the beholder.”
“That’s not true…” She shook her head in denial, “You’re my male lead, okay? Perfectly matches my tastes!”
With a handsome face that blends youth and masculinity, a strong yet slender build, dressed elegantly and buffed when undressed…… Wen Yang’s character in Ning Chu’s novel was originally an embodiment of her fantasies, isn’t he perfect in her eyes?
“Yet the great author has become the female lead.” Wen Yang wrapped his arm around her waist, “Regretful? Following me through hardships.”
She lifted her head, her bright eyes filled with the gentle moonlight, gazing at her male lead, shaking her head firmly.
“Not a bit!”
She leaned closer to Wen Yang, snuggling into his embrace, softly murmuring: “Working hard together is the most romantic thing啊~”
“How lucky I am to meet you…”
Wen Yang sighed with a wry smile, resting his chin on Ning Chu’s head, gently caressing her.
“My male lead, who else would care?” Ning Chu tilted her head, playfully nudging Wen Yang’s face with her horn, teasing, “In the book, you had plenty of women by your side, and a rich lady to support you; aren’t you jealous?”
“Maybe a bit……”
Wen Yang’s foot was suddenly stepped on, his expression froze: “But I think this is even better now.”
“Exactly~”
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