ALL NOVEL Chapter 13
Chapter 13: Where Did This Seductress Come From!
The class meeting probably took half an hour, but the cafeteria was still packed, filled with freshmen in military training outfits.
Ning Chu was furious about having her sexual orientation distorted, trailing behind Wen Yang with a frosty expression, not saying a word.
“Tomorrow, we’re supposed to wear that quick-dry outfit for physical training,” Wen Yang said.
“Oh.”
“Do you have any sunscreen? I’ve gotten a degree darker these past couple of days.”
“No.”
Wen Yang started eating, glancing at Ning Chu’s cold demeanor and sighing, “Just a joke.”
“I’m sorry, I’m wrong.” He placed a piece of sweet and sour pork on Ning Chu’s plate, “Here’s a piece of meat to make amends. I won’t mention it again.”
Under the temptation of a piece of meat, Ning Chu’s icy expression softened a bit, her pent-up frustration dissipating with a sigh.
Being mistaken for a woman and her sexual orientation were currently her two most sensitive points.
“Shaoqing’s reaction was never this intense when talking about you…”
“That’s because I had no expectations of him!”
Ning Chu glared at Wen Yang in indignation.
That guy was a notorious villain in the book, having wronged countless girls. She just hoped Zhang Shaoqing would behave like a decent person—she couldn’t expect much more than that.
Wen Yang was different; although he was a harem scumbag in the story, the women he interacted with did so willingly, even seductively.
Ning Chu had higher hopes for the protagonist than the villain.
Let’s hope he stays a virgin! If the protagonist in “Small Royal Text” is a virgin, nothing can move the main plot forward, even if the heavens descended!
“Wen Yang!”
Lost in her thoughts, Ning Chu suddenly heard a cheer and looked up blankly, seeing a classmate, Yuan Yuan, excitedly approaching with a tray, plopping down beside Wen Yang.
What is this?
“Yuan Yuan, what’s up?” Wen Yang glanced over and continued to munch his food.
“Are we going to the bar tonight?”
“No money.”
Yuan Yuan playfully leaned against Wen Yang’s shoulder, “I’ll treat you~”
Ning Chu’s eyebrows furrowed; where did this seductress come from? Flirting with the protagonist in front of the author?
Damn it, so envious!
It’s just that he’s a bit handsome and has a protagonist aura!
Wen Yang hesitated, looking up. He’d never been to a bar before, curious yet nervous, swaying between going and staying.
“By the way, my roommate’s twin will also be going~”
“Twin sisters…”
Ning Chu jolted; mentioning the twins reminded her.
The plot of “Small Royal Text” was simple: the twin sisters, a tipsy Wen Yang, and a bar booth that ran three chapters with six thousand words when Wen Yang carried the whole scene. It was intense!
The book didn’t mention Yuan Yuan; she probably got wrecked by that time.
“Are we going? If we are, we should leave now!”
Seeing Wen Yang’s eager expression, as if he were almost tempted by the twins, Ning Chu quickly intervened, “No, remember we agreed on duo-ranked matches tonight.”
“?”
Wen Yang looked at her in confusion, “You said the same last time.”
After one experience of being trapped in duo-ranked matches, Wen Yang no longer expected to play games with Ning Chu.
Ning Chu racked her brain for an excuse: “Didn’t the counselor ask you to fill out forms for us?”
“It’s a bit unfair to make the new co-class monitors do things right away, right? What if they say something to the counselor…”
With a face full of kindness, he tirelessly persuaded her, “Next time, okay? The military training has been tiring.”
Yuan Yuan turned to Ning Chu, eyes filled with strange suspicion, scanning her up and down, confused.
Not our business if we go to the bar, right?
“True, I guess.” Wen Yang accepted Ning Chu’s advice and awkwardly said to Yuan Yuan, “Tonight’s a bit packed; maybe next time?”
“Yeah, it’s not urgent,” Ning Chu chimed in.
Yuan Yuan’s expression turned cold; she huffed lightly and glared at Ning Chu before reluctantly nodding, “Fine…”
Thank goodness Wen Yang, though shy, wasn’t a complete stallion operating with his lower head.
Men are generally awkward; that’s normal.
Just worried one day, if Wen Yang’s not careful, he might end up going out and getting involved with women.
Watching the girl walk away, Ning Chu finally relaxed and rubbed her temples in frustration.
Now, she had to keep an eye on Zhang Shaoqing to prevent him from getting hurt and darkening into a villain, while also watching Wen Yang like a hawk to avoid him being devoured by eager girls.
So difficult!
“Women are such a hassle. If they don’t want to go, then just don’t; why the rude looks?” Wen Yang grumbled, burying his head in his food.
Ning Chu nodded in agreement, “You can’t date girls like that; they’ll drive you crazy.”
But suddenly, Wen Yang lifted his head, staring at her with a strange look, making her shut up instinctively.
Did he notice something?
“Are you jealous of my luck with girls? You’ve stopped me twice now,” Wen Yang teased with a grin, “Should I introduce some to you?”
“Is that possible?!” Ning Chu’s eyes lit up, but soon she deflated, “Forget it.”
Although she was tempted by Wen Yang’s proposal, she hoped to find a good girl who wasn’t so party-loving in the world of “Small Royal Text”… but that request seemed a bit too difficult.
“I’ll go get another bowl of rice.”
Wen Yang had a large appetite, and since he couldn’t afford much food daily, he relied on eating more rice to regain energy.
The school didn’t have any subsidies in the cafeteria; the prices were just like her terrible school in her past life! Vegetables cost two bucks, while meat with a bit of ground meat cost four; meat dishes started at seven.
Ning Chu mused she never set prices in the book.
Wen Yang returned with his rice, having eaten all but the soup from his dishes, now looking pathetically at the leftover soup to mix with his rice.
“Burp.”
“What’s that for?”
“I can’t eat anymore.” Ning Chu pushed her plate forward, resting her chin on one hand and playing with her phone, “You can take the leftovers so it doesn’t go to waste.”
Wen Yang paused, looking at her almost untouched food, “Are you sure you can get enough like this?”
“Yeah.”
“Eat more to grow.”
Ning Chu let out a bitter belch, “I know… I’m full.”
Her appetite was terrible; she couldn’t even finish half a portion of rice from fast food or cafeteria meals, always leaving half behind.
“Hmm, whatever.”
Wen Yang continued chowing down, but his eyes rarely left Ning Chu.
No wonder people say brothers are like family; having a good friend is truly comforting.
It’s just that this brother looked too youthful, a bit too feminine, and too prone to jealousy.
And yet another date had gone to waste.
Wen Yang sighed deeply in his heart but couldn’t hold any grudge against Ning Chu.
Twin sisters, huh…