Volume 1 Chapter 182: Your Male Protagonist
How did Wen Yang know?!
A rare wave of panic gripped Ning Chu's heart, followed by an overwhelming rush of shame that instantly turned her face crimson.
Her pupils contracted, and her mind plunged into chaos.
This was her biggest secret!
How much did Wen Yang know now?!
Her body froze in unprecedented fear, and a cold sweat began to form on her back.
Did he only know the male protagonist's name? Or was he aware of parts of the plot? Worse, had he realized from the names of people and places in the novel that this was, in fact, a hentai world?
And when exactly had he figured it out?
"You… you..." Ning Chu's lips quivered, but she had no idea how to frame her question.
"What's wrong?"
When Wen Yang turned to look at her, she immediately lowered her head, hiding her uncontrollable expression in the shadows.
After a moment of silence, she finally spoke.
"You—why were you snooping through my stuff?"
Since she couldn't figure out what to do for now, Ning Chu decided to play the "offense is the best defense" card, probing him in the process.
"I accidentally saw it."
Wen Yang's tone carried a hint of teasing amusement, but she grew even more nervous, curling her toes tightly, her body rigid.
"When?"
"Relax a little, or how am I supposed to clip your nails?"
Ning Chu bit her lip and tried to relax her toes. She made an effort to control her trembling body, but Wen Yang noticed anyway.
He glanced at her flushed, tense face and chuckled, "Embarrassed?"
"..."
"It was probably early in the semester. One night, I got up to use the bathroom and saw you awake, reading a novel. So I took a look." He paused, grinning. "And I realized it was one of those porn novels, with the male protagonist sharing my exact name."
"Don't worry; I'm just asking out of curiosity."
She remembered now.
It was during the first weekend after she had transmigrated. At that time, she had just confirmed she was in a hentai world and was trying to figure out whether she's part of a plot or not.
She vaguely recalled being startled by Wen Yang that night and, from then on, had moved the content of the book to her phone.
Ning Chu exhaled slightly, relieved.
He probably hadn't seen too much. Wen Yang was likely just curious.
She quickly devised an explanation, took several deep breaths to calm herself, and carefully said, "I don't really remember… I found it online back in high school. I deleted it after finishing it."
She just needed to get through this moment.
Ning Chu glanced at Wen Yang's expression nervously.
"Really?" Wen Yang furrowed his brows slightly. "Then why do I remember seeing Shaoqing's name in there too?"
"..."
Can you just spit it all out at once?!
How much did you see, exactly?!
Her heartbeat, which had just slowed, started racing again like a rollercoaster.
Ning Chu stammered, struggling to come up with an excuse. "Really? That's… such a coincidence…"
Crap! She couldn't keep it together!
Her reaction would definitely make Wen Yang suspicious!
She shouldn't have answered! That way, Wen Yang would've just assumed she was shy.
Should she just come clean?
But what if Wen Yang found out this was a hentai world and realized she was a transmigrator? How would he react? Would his worldview collapse? Would he question the very reality of the world? Or would he just accept it without much fuss?
And if she confessed, would that mean the end of all storylines involving Wen Yang?
Would she then face the remaining punishments all at once and end up turning into a human cumdump?!
Wen Yang turned his head, looking at Ning Chu's tense little face. Teasingly, he asked, "You wouldn't have based your roommates on characters in the book, would you?"
"Is that why you said before that I'm your male protagonist?"
"..."
Afraid he was baiting her, Ning Chu lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, opting to stay silent.
Let Wen Yang fill in the blanks himself.
Although the truth was the complete opposite of what he assumed, he wasn't entirely wrong about one thing: she did write that hentai story.
It was a private, self-indulgent story she'd never shared with anyone else—let alone let Wen Yang read it...
The intense shame made her face burn, her cheeks flaming red, and even her skin took on a faint pink hue.
Seeing her remain silent, Wen Yang playfully pinched her foot, holding back a laugh as he remarked, "I think it's normal for a succubus to do such a thing."
"Besides, I didn't go around flirting with every girl in the book, did I?"
"Or did you insert yourself as the protagonist, and you wrote all the handsome guys as your harem?"
"Stop, just stop..."
Ning Chu's shame was about to split her in two. The overwhelming emotions left her head spinning and fuzzy.
She desperately wanted to end this topic.
She tried to get up and leave, but one leg was still resting on Wen Yang's thigh, her foot firmly held in his grasp. She didn't dare struggle too much, afraid it might give him even more ideas.
Wen Yang turned slightly, his gaze falling on Ning Chu's flushed face, now entirely taken over by a deep crimson hue.
Her trembling lashes and watery eyes looked as if tears could fall at any moment. She bit her lower lip, revealing a hint of her pearly white teeth, and even the tips of her ears were completely red.
This utterly embarrassed expression only made him want to tease her more.
"If you won't say anything… how about a kiss instead?"
"..."
Ning Chu froze, lifting her head in a daze to meet Wen Yang's slightly expectant expression.
What?! Since when did my male protagonist become this shameless?!
It must've been Zhang Shaoqing who corrupted him!
She turned her head away, avoiding Wen Yang's gaze.
It's just that after experiencing it once, he's now asking for more… Men never know when to stop.
"You won't even give your male protagonist a kiss?"
Wen Yang gently placed her now perfectly clipped foot down.
Flashes of last night's kiss in the park crossed Ning Chu's mind, the memory of that electrifying pleasure seemingly lingering in her body.
Her already flushed skin grew even redder.
She stood up, her voice trembling, "From now on, you're not allowed to bring this up ever again."
"Alright."
Ning Chu bent down slightly, closed her eyes, cupped Wen Yang's face in her hands, and, gritting her teeth, leaned in fiercely.
I'll bite you to death!
But the moment her lips touched his, her waist was gently pressed, and she immediately melted into a puddle of jelly, collapsing into Wen Yang's embrace.
The dynamics shifted in an instant. She ended up sitting sideways on Wen Yang's lap, her body leaning against his strong arm as he tightly held her, overwhelming her with love and possessiveness.
"Mmph!"
Even her saliva was spilling!
Her brain turned into mush. When Wen Yang's other hand slipped under her shirt, her last shred of clarity kicked in. She gripped his hand, stopping him from going any further.
Kissing is one thing! Don't go touching stuff!
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
Suddenly, the door was knocked on loudly.
The two of them froze in place, as if caught red-handed.
"Zhang Shaoqing~"
It was a gentle female voice.
In a panic, Ning Chu scrambled off Wen Yang's lap and ran to the balcony. Wen Yang quickly tidied up his disheveled clothes, wiping the corner of his mouth, trying his best to hide any trace of what had just happened.
"Zhang Shaoqing? Are you in the dorm?"