Chapter 291: Nutritional Breakfast Milk
Don’t ask! Don’t mention it! Just pretend you don’t know!
Ning Chu wailed internally, who knows how Wen Yang discovered her author account, and it’s been half a month already, chasing updates every day!
Even part of her two thousand words in royalties belongs to Wen Yang.
But this only made her feel even more embarrassed, she was completely numb.
Her inner world was entirely known to Wen Yang…
She had completely lost the will to type!
Waking up, Ning Chu’s brain felt a bit foggy; she stared blankly at the wall, feeling the heat against her backside, and sighed softly.
She was already used to being held at gunpoint while at home.
The fate of honest people~
“I need to catch up on yesterday’s update.”
She mumbled, “And I have to review for finals soon…”
But now she had no idea how to write her autobiography! Every chapter she wrote made Wen Yang know her thoughts a bit more.
And the secret of her reincarnation, the reason for turning into a woman… everything would be known to Wen Yang, although he would probably just take it as a plot device in the novel.
This world had all sorts of magical beings, even hypnosis, x-ray vision, and tentacles, but being punished by heaven and turned into a woman was still a bit too outrageous.
Wen Yang slept very soundly, one arm under her head and the other wrapped around her waist, keeping her warm on a winter’s night.
“Anyway, he already saw it.”
As long as Wen Yang pretended nothing happened, she could completely forget about it!
Ning Chu pulled away the hand resting on her waist, twisted her hips, and stretched lazily.
Still feeling low energy.
She stayed up late last night and, with a heavy heart, didn’t sleep much.
But usually, even if she only slept four or five hours, she could feel energetic the next day. Today, however, she woke up yawning and wanted to go back to sleep.
Rubbing her teary eyes, she glanced at her phone, then lazily snuggled back into Wen Yang’s arms.
“You’re awake?”
Wen Yang woke up from her movements, his voice hoarse and sleepy.
“Yeah, still a bit tired.”
“What time is it?”
“Just after seven…”
“Time to get up and wash up.”
Ning Chu leaned against Wen Yang’s arm with a face full of despair, yawning and half-opening her eyes, “I can’t get up; I’m sealed here.”
Her eyelids grew heavier, and before she knew it, she closed her eyes again, jolting awake, afraid she’d drift off once more.
She had to leave by seven-thirty to catch the bus; she didn’t have much time to dawdle.
But the cold temperature and the cozy blanket acted like two chains, firmly binding her to the bed.
“I’ll get up and wash up first; you hurry.”
Wen Yang removed his arm from under Ning Chu’s head, sat up, and shook his numb arm.
He looked down at the little succubus curled up with her legs tucked on the bed and casually asked, “About what you wrote in your book…”
“Don’t mention it! It’s just nonsense! It’s just a novel!”
Seeing the little succubus suddenly awake and shouting excitedly, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Get up and wash your face, or you’ll be late.”
“Oh… but I’m so tired. I haven’t been sleeping well lately.”
“Then let’s do something to lift your spirits?”
Wen Yang looked at Ning Chu with eager eyes; through her thin silk nightgown, he could clearly see the growing outline of her curves and even her perky peaks.
“Don’t, I’m tired.”
His expected rejection didn’t bother him; he got up, slipped on his slippers, and walked to the bathroom.
Ning Chu still lay on the bed, tiredly staring at the ceiling.
It shouldn’t be! When she stayed up late before, she was clearly energetic the next day!
She had slept for six and a half hours today! How could she be this tired!
Am I getting old? My energy just can’t keep up?
Her drowsy brain quickly fell into chaos, various strange thoughts bubbling up.
Moments of what her novel’s plot would be today, and how to handle it if Wen Yang discovered she was a time traveler.
Then a weird thought popped up: could it be that she felt so drained today because she didn’t have ghs last night?
Ning Chu suddenly woke up.
Oh my! It seems like that’s really it!
Most of the time when she stayed up late, she would lie in bed playing on her phone while Wen Yang played with her until deep into the night without her realizing.
If it were just artistic work, she usually felt drowsy the next day, having no energy to sleep in class.
But if she was well-fed and taken care of, she would feel great the next day.
If it’s because of being a succubus, it makes sense!
It also explains why she felt utterly exhausted after a flood, while the other succubi were still able to engage in high-energy ghs.
Because they thrive on battle!
Ning Chu hesitated; if she wanted to muster up some energy to get through today, she should get moving and drink some breakfast milk.
“Still not up?” Wen Yang had finished washing up and came out of the bathroom.
He turned to look at the dazed Ning Chu in bed, noticing the abnormal blush at the corner of her eyes and her face flushed.
Who knows what yellow nonsense was in that little succubus’ head.
But there wasn’t much time left.
“It’s almost seven-thirty.” Wen Yang said helplessly as he threw on his jacket, “Your autobiography sounds just like the real thing…”
“Shut up!”
Ning Chu jumped up immediately, “I’m getting up! Stop talking!”
She hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran barefoot into the bathroom.
She splashed cold water on her face and scrubbed her cheeks with a towel until she felt a little more alert, then glared fiercely at Wen Yang, “Don’t mention it again! Nothing happened!”
Wen Yang wasn’t going to let go of that golden opportunity easily.
He smiled like a sly fox, “Well, it can be saved for later…”
Wen Yang was caught off guard, as Ning Chu’s hands were already unbuttoning his pants, her peach-red face full of embarrassment but determinedly lowering her head.
“Hiss~”
It was just to test whether breakfast milk really had a revitalizing effect on succubi!
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