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

Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 51.2

However, the male characteristics combined with a feminine appearance made Ning Chu more attractive to Wen Yang than the girls chasing him.

At least Ning Chu would play games with him, even though he was terrible at them.

Wen Yang’s gaze softened as he tried to stay as still as possible, letting Ning Chu sleep comfortably on his shoulder.

Smelling Ning Chu’s faint fragrance, even a boring two-hour bus ride didn’t seem so bad...

“Wake up, we’re here.”

“Huh?”

When Ning Chu lifted his head, Wen Yang saw a trail of drool at the corner of his mouth.

His hair was a bit messy, and his face was full of the dazed confusion of someone who had just woken up, his large eyes still unfocused. His expression was so adorable it made people want to tease him.@@@@

“Where are we?”

“Next stop.”

Ning Chu gradually came to his senses, stretching and finally looking more energetic.

He looked around the bus, noticing it was now packed with passengers. His previously dazed gaze quickly turned alert, scanning all the female passengers.

Thankfully, even in this Hentai world, there weren’t that many perverts.

If Zhang Shaoqing had said this, he would have run away immediately.

But why do you look even gentler now?

Ning Chu felt goosebumps from Wen Yang’s soft gaze, turning his head to hide his uncomfortable expression.

Why does this feel more and more wrong? Did I say something wrong?

“Follow me. This time it’s for an app promotion. We’ll check in at the company first, then promote at the subway entrance where there’s more foot traffic.”

“Okay.”

Ning Chu was short. Although his legs were proportionally long, they were still shorter than Wen Yang’s, so he had to jog to keep up.

“When do we start and finish?”

Ning Chu had no idea about this part-time job, just here to “monitor” Wen Yang’s romantic prospects.

“Once we complete thirty downloads and registrations, we can leave. The pay is three hundred yuan, with bonuses for extra work.”

Wen Yang glanced back at Ning Chu, seeing him struggling to keep up with his short legs, occasionally running to match his pace.

He slowed down and smiled, “Tell me if you can’t keep up.”

“No problem, I can keep up.” Ning Chu’s eyes lit up, “Only thirty? We’ll finish quickly and go home!”