Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)

Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 61.2

Ning Chu nodded eagerly, but Zhang Shaoqing glanced at them and said, “Not interested.”

“...”

Although rejected, at least he spoke, right?

Ning Chu sighed inwardly, nibbling on a couple of peanuts.

“Drink, can’t a man handle a little alcohol?”

“I, I’m allergic to alcohol.”

“Heh~”

Under Zhang Shaoqing’s oppressive gaze and fearing that defying him would accelerate his villainous transformation, Ning Chu had no choice but to reluctantly take a sip of beer.

He couldn’t understand what was so good about beer!

Cocktails from bars were at least passable as drinks.

“I’ve known Lingling for fifteen years.” Zhang Shaoqing lowered his head, sighing, “I’ve liked her for over ten years, but she only sees me as a brother...”

Ning Chu’s eyes lit up; if he was willing to talk, things would be easier!

While the problem couldn’t be solved, at the very least Zhang Shaoqing could vent his frustration through talking, reducing the chance of him turning into the hentai villain.

He quickly handed two more bottles of beer to Zhang Shaoqing and echoed, “She never felt your feelings for her before?”

“No, when I confessed, she seemed quite surprised... She’s always seen me as a brother.”

Who knows what Zhang Shaoqing might be thinking in a couple of days...

But he still went along with Zhang Shaoqing’s words, “Yes, time will make it better.”

Then he swallowed, cautiously asking, “Shaoqing, you... you wouldn’t want to take revenge on Lingling, right?”

“...”

Zhang Shaoqing turned to look at him, eyes dazed.

Don’t stay silent! Silence means agreement, right?

Ning Chu shivered, already preparing to flee overnight.

“No...” Before he could finish, Zhang Shaoqing’s head hit the table, and he slumped over the small table.

Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were able to hear Zhang Shaoqing thoughts.

At least he didn’t think about revenge today.

“I don’t know what he likes about Lingling, that girl is quite open...” Wen Yang muttered, “We had only known each other for a few days, yet she said she wanted to spend the night in my bed.”

Feeling guilty, Ning Chu crouched down to pick up the scattered beer bottles.

When he wrote the book, he didn’t care if the girls were open or not.

The point was to make it exciting; logic? Who needs that in erotic fiction?

In the end, he was the real culprit.