Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 58.2
Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 58.2
If Ning Chu had been able to firmly refuse rich women himself, they wouldn’t have had today’s incident.
Zhang Shaoqing chimed in, “Where to now? How about we get something to eat?”
“Sure.”
The three of them found a small, nondescript eatery off-campus.
Two meat dishes, one vegetable, and a soup cost them less than ninety yuan, which wasn’t too expensive on average.
The place was unadorned, and the hygiene looked questionable, but none of them minded.
Zhang Shaoqing, the rich kid, ate the most enthusiastically.
Sitting next to Wen Yang, Ning Chu didn’t have much appetite due to the heat.
After a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and rested his chin in his hand, gazing out at the street.
There would definitely be more incidents like today in the future.
The proportion of perverts in this hentai world was way too high.
At present, Ning Chu was just a boy with a somewhat feminine appearance, but it wouldn’t be long before he might turn into a real girl.
When that time came, his roommates wouldn’t always be there to protect him.
Or maybe these two roommates were the most dangerous ones of all.
Ever since he brought Wen Yang, who had been drugged unconscious, back to the dorm a few days ago, Wen Yang’s attitude toward him had been noticeably different.
He was evidently more caring and concerned, and his gaze was gentler.
“Hmm?”
Under the table, Ning Chu’s elbow nudged Wen Yang’s waist.
His face was pale with nervousness, and his heart raced.
Forcing a smile, he said, “Didn’t we say we’d help you win over Lingling during the National Day holiday?”
“Yeah, but then you two went off to work.”
“So, what if we fail? What if she finds someone else...”
Zhang Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, his expression turning despondent.
Oh no! Oh no!
Ning Chu was most afraid of his silence.
He nudged Wen Yang’s waist again with more force.
Wen Yang cleared his throat. “I think there are plenty of girls out there. No need to focus on just one.”
“Exactly! There’s more than one cute catgirl!”
“Why do I feel like you two are hiding something from me?” Zhang Shaoqing frowned, turning to look behind him, through the glass door, towards the street.
“Nothing at all.”
Fortunately, Lingling and her boyfriend had already walked past...
Otherwise, if Zhao Qing saw Lingling being all over affectionate with her boyfriend, there’s a chance Zhang Shaowing would go berserk.
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