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

Ning Chu even suspected that Wen Yang’s feelings for him might have evolved from friendship to love…

That would be too scary!

“What are you thinking about?” Wen Yang lowered his head and whispered in Ning Chu’s ear, “Are you still thinking about what happened earlier?”

“It’s nothing. Running into perverts occasionally is normal. Mainly, if it had been a girl instead of a guy…”

Ning Chu pursed his lips: “No, I don’t take it to heart.”

Encountering perverts was expected, something he was mentally prepared for.

The focus was on you!

Wen Yang moved closer, his warm breath on Ning Chu’s earlobe creating an indescribable sensation that made Ning Chu blush and feel weak.

He tried to pull away from Wen Yang but heard him teasingly ask, “When will you call me master?”

“Pervert.”

It was clearly a tease, but why did it sound like flirting?

“Hey~~ what are you two whispering about?” Zhang Shaoqing looked up from his meal and immediately noticed the two whispering. “Look at Ning Chu blushing. What sweet nothings are you two sharing?”

Wen Yang then noticed Ning Chu’s face was as red as a tomato.

Slightly surprised, Wen Yang straightened up and put some distance between them, laughing as he explained, “He called you master but never called me that. It’s not fair.”

“Jealous? You were the waiter, not the customer,” Zhang Shaoqing laughed, looking at Ning Chu, ready to tease him further, but then noticed Ning Chu staring wide-eyed at something behind him.

“What are you looking at?”

Just as he was about to turn around, Ning Chu urgently stopped him, “Shaoqing!”

“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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