Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)
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But then he stood up and came over to Ning Chu’s bed, gently feeling his forehead with the back of his hand.

“You’re burning up.” He frowned. “I’ll get a thermometer. Hold on.”

“Mm… what about Shaoqing…”

“Forget about him for now and take care of yourself, alright?”

Wen Yang spoke to him in a firm, no-nonsense tone.

“I don’t get you. You’re sick, but you’re still worried about Shaoqing. Take care of your own health first.”

Wen Yang rummaged around for a while, then straightened up, frowning even more: “I remember bringing a thermometer when we started school, but I can’t find it.”

“Wait here, I’ll go buy one from the store downstairs.”

“Hey!”

Ning Chu was about to stop him, but Wen Yang had already left.

He could only stare at the door, muttering anxiously: “He’s gone out too, won’t he run into some plot?”

“He should’ve at least taken an umbrella…”

He couldn’t help worrying about Wen Yang being alone, but he was too sick to do anything.

Because of the holiday and the rain, the dorm area was almost empty.

Wen Yang braved the drizzle, running all the way from the dorm to the store.

He hurried to the counter and asked, “Do you have thermometers? Where are they?”

“Over there.”

Wen Yang quickly walked to the shelf, scanning it swiftly, but suddenly he smelled a fragrant scent.

He turned to see a fox-girl smiling seductively at him.

Lin Li’s eyes lit up.

The moment she saw Wen Yang, she had some ideas.

She was about to speak when Wen Yang asked first, “Have you seen any thermometers?”

“Thermometers?”

She followed him closely, her beautiful fox-like eyes scanning the shelves, trying to seduce him: “Wen Yang~ Are you free later? It’s the holiday, and I’m so bored alone in the dorm~”

As she spoke, she leaned in, wrapping her arms around Wen Yang’s, pressing her ample chest against him.

Wen Yang glanced down at her, smiling suddenly.

She got him!

Sure enough, no man could resist feminine temptation!

Lin Li’s eyes sparkled, and she tightened her legs, but Wen Yang squatted down, picking up a thermometer from the bottom shelf: “Here it is. No wonder I couldn’t find it…”

“…”

“Bored? I heard you were planning to drive home the night of the dinner party but stopped midway?”

Standing up, Wen Yang’s expression was cold and sarcastic: “What? You didn’t go because I didn’t get in the car?”

This wicked woman! If Ning Chu hadn’t saved him then, he might be missing a kidney by now!

“Huh?”

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