“A party?”
Having finally finished a chapter of her novel, Ning Chu looked up and frowned slightly, concern on her face.
Wen Yang sighed helplessly. “Yeah, a welcome party. The manager said all the new hires have to attend.”
“…Alright.”
If nothing went wrong, something was definitely going to go wrong at that party tonight.
Ning Chu picked up her phone and glanced down at the plot related to the party.
The protagonist was drugged by a female supporting character, lost consciousness, and was dragged off to her private villa where he was squeezed dry for three days and nights…
That storyline was already over, but just thinking about it gave her chills. If she hadn’t had a bad feeling and gone to check on things back then, Wen Yang might’ve already been twisted into some dark hentai protagonist.
And now, in the party arc—he’s drugged with a powerful aphrodisiac. In a moment of helplessness, a kind-hearted girl helps him out, only to be absolutely wrecked, both her body and mind pretty much broken…
Hiss—! That’s dangerous! And that “kind-hearted girl” is starting to look a lot like me!Ning Chu’s face turned pale from fright. She quickly skimmed the rest of the chapter, only to realize the girl in the story didn’t even have a name.
It was confirmed. It’s me.
The protagonist, under the drug’s effects, becomes especially… vigorous. After just one night, the poor girl can’t even close her legs, and her belly’s rounded like a watermelon.
Ning Chu couldn’t help but picture the scene… and her cheeks instantly flared red again.
Wen Yang noticed her face switching from pale to flushed, and saw her nervously sneaking glances at him while scooting further away, confused and clueless.
Did I do something? Why is my little succubus so scared all of a sudden?
He had taken a quick peek at her phone screen earlier, but it was too small—he couldn’t make out more than just some lines of text.
“…What’s wrong now?” he asked.
“I… I might have to head home,” Ning Chu said, sitting up from under the blanket. Her snug little shorts stretched tightly around her round butt, and her heart-shaped tail nervously tucked between her thighs.
Just from the way her tail moved, Wen Yang could tell how flustered she was.
She took off her jacket, revealing a tight white tank top that hugged her upper body, clearly outlining her curves. The shirt was a bit short too, showing off her slender waist, and the curve from her waist to her hips was enough to make anyone’s mouth go dry.
That’s when Wen Yang finally realized—she was dressed like this in the middle of winter?
“Aren’t you cold?” he asked.
“……”
Ning Chu froze for a second, then shot him an embarrassed glare.
I bought this outfit on purpose!
And instead of complimenting my legs or my figure, you ask me if I’m cold??
“I’m under the blanket, how could I be cold…” she muttered under her breath, grabbing her regular clothes from a wall hook. “I’ll get changed and go home.”
“It’s already almost five. If you don’t leave now, you’ll miss dinner.”
Ning Chu hugged her clothes and headed toward the bathroom. But as soon as she stepped one foot inside, she hesitated.
Wait a minute—if Wen Yang really does get drugged tonight and needs to… release it, and she wasn’t around—
Wouldn’t some other girl be the one who gets dragged into it?
A powerful surge of possessiveness suddenly flared up in her chest.
Hell no! That’s MY boyfriend! I’ve invested so much into him—there’s no way I’m handing him over to some other girl!
But if she stayed, there was a good chance she would be the one who ends up with heart eyes, Ahegao face, and a belly the size of a watermelon.
Ugh—this is impossible! No matter what I do, I lose!
Just then, Wen Yang’s voice came from behind her. “If you’re not getting changed, don’t block the door—I need to use the bathroom.”
“You go first.”
“…Why are you acting so weird all of a sudden?” he frowned, looking her up and down. “You’re acting like you’re avoiding me.”
“No I’m not…”
But her flushed cheeks and guilty, shifting eyes gave her away instantly.
Wen Yang rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Did you do something bad? Or were you planning to do something bad in the bathroom?”
“I definitely didn’t!”
“Then why do you look so guilty?”
“Just hurry up and go pee!”
Ning Chu shoved him into the bathroom and quickly wrapped herself back up in the blanket, shivering.
This summer outfit—tiny shorts and a tank top—was pure torture in the middle of winter. Her long, exposed legs felt like they were about to turn into frozen ham.
She originally wanted to dress up and surprise Wen Yang a little—but all that guy did was ask if she was cold...
While Wen Yang was in the bathroom, she sat cross-legged on the bed, bundling herself up tightly in the blanket, seriously trying to think through how to deal with the aphrodisiac plotline if it really came true.
That kind of drug… it doesn’t have to be relieved by, well, that kind of thing, right?
She was pretty confident in her hands-on skills and oral technique… but judging by the description in the book, even if her hands were rubbed raw and her jaw dislocated, it still wouldn’t be enough to get all the effects out of his system.
Maybe she could get Wen Yang to not eat anything at the party?
Or better yet, just not go at all?
Ning Chu groaned and rubbed her temples in distress.
She’d planned to go home and write another chapter, but now she was way too anxious to concentrate.
Then she heard the sound of the toilet flushing.
Taking a deep breath, she prepped herself emotionally, and when Wen Yang stepped out of the bathroom, she looked up at him with big pitiful eyes, full of that cute, pleading charm.
“Wen Yang~ Don’t go to the party, okay?”
“You got plans tonight?” he asked.
“Mmhmm! I wanted to go see a movie with you~”
Wen Yang was helpless when it came to Ning Chu pulling out her pitiful-cute-sexy act. Just seeing her like that—looking so small, so soft, so irresistible—his resolve instantly cracked, and he picked her over the party without hesitation. “Alright, I won’t go.”
Ning Chu let out a tiny sigh of relief, but then frowned with concern. “But… will that affect your job?”
“Well, that depends on whether my manager’s the petty type or not.”
After all, it was a welcome party. As a newcomer trying to integrate into the team, skipping it was bound to affect things at least a little.
She bit her lip, obviously not wanting to cause him trouble.
Another impossible choice!
“I didn’t really want to go anyway,” Wen Yang said, noticing her hesitation. He leaned casually against the desk, hands in his pockets. “I’m not a big fan of parties. And now you’ve given me the perfect excuse.”
“…Hmm.”
But if he didn’t go this time, what about next time? He couldn’t just skip every group event forever, right?
What about when they eventually had a wedding banquet—was he going to avoid that too?
Sooner or later, they had to face it.
And maybe the plotline wouldn’t even trigger this time.
Ning Chu felt even more conflicted.
“Come on, don’t overthink it.”
Wen Yang chuckled and flicked her on the forehead.
“Ow!” she yelped, immediately pulling back and clutching her head. “That hurt!”
“You’re always imagining the worst-case scenario. I’m just trying to snap you back to reality.”
This is NOT just random imagination!
“I’ll text the manager and tell them I’m not going.”
“Wait!”
Ning Chu frowned, her brain working hard to find a better solution.
“What now?”
This little succubus was always worried he’d be seduced by other women, or tricked by some manipulative vixen… but honestly, Wen Yang didn’t mind it. Seeing that adorable worried face actually made his heart warm.
He had lost his parents when he’s young, so having someone to care about him this much felt really good—he liked it.
Suddenly, Ning Chu’s eyes lit up. She slapped her thigh and declared, “Come with me downstairs to buy something!”
“Buy something?”
“Yup!”
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