Trapped in Paradise-Chapter 97Vol 3. : Crying out

After a random lunch at a roadside Shaxian snack bar, Wen Yang wandered aimlessly around his rented room.

This was an urban village, where the narrowest roads required you to walk sideways to pass through, and the main roads were only two lanes wide. However, the small vendors on the left and right occupied part of the road, causing vehicles to drive slowly in the urban village, and the speed was so slow that it was better to walk.

He memorized the locations of nearby restaurants and kiosks, found two bus stops outside the urban village, and then walked along the main road, searching for stores with job advertisements.

Wen Yang didn't have high expectations for his job, and he was willing to work in either manual labor or the service industry. Unfortunately, he didn't know the area well, and he didn't have a motorized tricycle, so delivery work would have been a good choice.

Although it is the provincial capital, the wages here are not high. The average waiter only earns a little over 3,000 yuan a month. After looking at the recruitment software, there are only a few positions that earn over 10,000 yuan a month. But then he looked at the real estate ads again, and they all start at 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

He was worried. There are no elders in his family to support him, so he has to rely on himself. Even if he wants to buy a house, it will take him more than ten years.

By then, who knows what the housing prices will be like.

How can he even think about marrying Ning Chu?

Perhaps it was because of the days when he was helpless as a child, Wen Yang always tended to think in the long term. Coupled with the disapproval of his future mother-in-law, he always unconsciously put pressure on himself.

His thoughts were a little chaotic, until the vibrating phone in his pocket woke him up.

He glanced down at the phone and saw that it was a message from Xiaomeimao.

“Wen Yang, don't look for a job, go back to the rental house, it's urgent.”

Although there was no emoticon, Wen Yang could still see Ning Chu's urgency in the text

“What's wrong?” Wen Yang was taken aback, ‘Did you have a fight with your family?”

That shouldn't be the case! It's been less than two hours, right?

His mood also changed with just one message from Ning Chu, and he was extremely anxious. Without thinking much, he started running towards the rental house, and at the same time sent Ning Chu a message asking, ’What's wrong? What happened?”

“You'll find out soon. I'll take a taxi to meet you.”

Oh no! I'm afraid something really bad has happened!

He doesn't want to talk about it, but he's so desperate that he's taken a taxi to come find him. I'm afraid that as soon as I see him, I'll have to cry and tell him everything.

While aimlessly wandering around looking for work, Wen Yang had unconsciously walked a long way. Now, it had taken him twenty minutes to run all the way back downstairs.

After catching his breath at the stairs, he quickly took two steps at a time and ran upstairs. As soon as he reached the narrow hallway, he saw the petite figure standing at the end of it.

Under the corridor light, he could clearly see Ning Chu's anxious pacing.

“What's wrong?”

Wen Yang walked up quickly.

Ning Chu froze for a moment, turned back and glared at him, “Why are you so slow?”

“I came back running, it's you who's too fast.”

“I took a taxi.”

It was winter, but Wen Yang was sweating. He used his key to open the door and glanced at Ning Chu's expression.

His face was a little red from the cold wind, but there was no emotion like anger or annoyance in his expression, and it didn't seem like he had had a fight with his family.

On the contrary, there was a faint, barely perceptible pinkness at the corners of his eyes...

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As soon as he entered the room, Ning Chu couldn't wait to close the door, sit on the bed, and then fall into an awkward situation.

When the heat of lust had just subsided, she had indeed felt hot all over, and the trashy thoughts in her head had made it difficult for her to control her actions.

But she has calmed down now...

“What's so urgent?”

Wen Yang stood in front of her, looking a little nervous.

“It's nothing.” Ning Chu's face flushed red, and she lowered her head sheepishly, playing with the hem of her shirt with her fingers, ”Well...it's just that, I miss you.”

She really couldn't say it!

Without the upper hand, she is a very reserved demon!

Most of the time before, Wen Yang took the initiative!

Wen Yang saw her embarrassed expression, and turned around helplessly and laughed, walking towards the bathroom: “Are you sure? I'll go take a shower first, I'm all sweaty.”

“Yeah, go ahead.”

“If there's something, just tell me, don't keep it from me.”

“I know.”

Ning Chu watched Wen Yang enter the bathroom, and as the sound of splashing water came from inside, she let out a sigh of relief. She took off her shoes, sat with her legs flat on the bed, and patted her flushed cheeks twice with both hands, muttering to herself, “I was so impulsive!” “This time it should be a normal physiological reaction, not because of the plot...”

Apart from the plot punishment, which would additionally cause hair loss, on normal days, hair loss would also be caused every three days or so due to her Succubus constitution, which made her miserable.

If Wen Yang wasn't honest, she would have given it away for free.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, naturally, Ning Chu's mind conjured up the image of Wen Yang showering, and her attention then focused on his sturdy figure, rough fingers, and the baguette that made her want to scream.

It's over, it's over, this is really going to lead to feminization!

She tried to pull herself together, but it seemed that the air was still filled with a faint smell of sweat, not unpleasant, but it made her face gradually turn red.

Breathing in, she caught the rich scent of hormones. Her lower abdomen was still tingling from the previous orgasm, and with just a gentle nudge from the male hormones, the succubus's body was already in the mood.

It's okay, giving birth is the real female fall, I'm still far from it!

The bathroom door opened.

Wen Yang was wearing only loose shorts. Water was still dripping off his tanned skin, and his broad arms had the curves of muscles. His chest was broad and his figure stocky, which was reassuring. However, his waist was slender, his belly had six abdominal muscles, and a clear V-line was visible on both sides of his waist and belly.

Seeing the dog's waist, Ning Chu's waist also softened a bit.

Her eyes couldn't help but look down, and then she was shocked awake.

Although she had seen it countless times and experienced it countless times in her dreams, she still feared Wen Yang's weapon.

She was so small, she was afraid it wasn't a skewer of lamb.

“What is it? I was startled when I saw your message.”

Wen Yang sat down next to her, and she panicked and moved her butt to create distance.

“Is Xiao Meima having a fever?”

“No way, you pervert! Ugh! Am I that kind of person?”

Ning Chu's face turned even more rosy from the blunt words, and she guiltily glanced at the firm, tall figure, and kept clenching her legs.

Seeing this reaction, Wen Yang understood completely.

“You were never this rascal before! You were obviously honest and obedient!”

He heard Ning Chu's accusation and, after thinking about it for a moment, replied, “I'm only a pervert and rascal with the girls I like, I'm not interested in any other girls.”

“I don't believe you!”

“I'm very good now,” Wen Yang said with righteous indignation. ”If you have any requests, just say the word and I'll help you in any way I can.”

“Say the word...”

“Mm.”

Ning Chu looked away and looked at the mottled wall, and then, with a stammer, reached out and grabbed Wen Yang's wrist.

In broad daylight... Most of the time before, it was at night with the lights off.

Her sense of shame was swelling, and her shocked brain felt a little dizzy.

“If there's nothing else, I'll take a nap?”

“You just know how to bully me...” Ning Chu took a deep breath and grabbed Wen Yang's hand directly, pressing it against her thigh, ”Help, help me.”

“What? Help you do what?”

“You're going too far!”

Wen Yang hurriedly reached out to please Ning Chu, who had punched him in the arm.

It really was a cry for help~

It was a really tragic cry...