When Ning Chu woke up, her mind was still a bit fuzzy.

Instinctively, she reached out to hug something beside her, but her hand grasped nothing—there was no warm, firm arm to hold onto.

Still half-asleep, she stared up at the ceiling and sighed, recalling the scene before falling asleep last night.

It felt like, under Lili and Yan Xinya's teasing and questioning, she had recounted a whole first-person short harem novel for them.

In detail—everything from sensations to positions, even down to the post-cleanup...

Thankfully, one was a succubus, and the other was a wolf girl corrupted by a …