“Wen Yang… It’s so boring at home.”

“You still have to wait a few more days, Uncle is on a business trip.”

“I don’t know when I can come to find you and hang out.”

Lying listlessly on the couch, Ning Chu typed a message to Wen Yang, her expression tired and wilted, as if she hadn’t seen the sun for days.

She even felt like her skin had gotten worse.

Though during her period, even a succubus like her had to behave, at least she could still indulge in some "luxury" and practice her oral skills, but now, after several days of fasting, she felt like she had entered low-battery mode. Her body felt off, and she was constantly yawning.

“Has your job been going smoothly? Are you getting used to it? Any bad women trying to seduce you?”