Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)-Chapter 300
“You’re going on a
date
, so dress like it! Do you even know what that means?!”
“A down jacket? Really? You look like a
penguin
! Take it off! Off!”
The afternoon exam had just ended, and a whole group had marched over to the boys’ dorm to stir up some chaos.
Originally, Ning Chu had planned to head back to her apartment and hit the books in preparation for the next round of exams—but the juicy drama was too tempting. She grabbed Wen Yang and tagged along like an eager gossip-monger.
Now she was sitting backward on a chair, her elbows resting on the backrest, hands cupping her cheeks, watching Zhang Shaoqing get treated like a living clothes hanger—and laughing her heart out.
This was the first time she’d seen Zhang Shaoqing look this frazzled… and this obedient.
“Aren’t you some rich kid or something? Where’s all your money gone? You’ve got, like, three outfits total?”
“…I spent it all on in-game purchases.”
Yan Xinya had snuck into the boys’ dorm again, as if she owned the place. She stood with her hands on her hips, frowning as she rummaged through Zhang Shaoqing’s pathetic excuse of a wardrobe.
“Don’t waste the opportunity I
worked so hard
to get for you, okay? If you miss this chance, the next one might not come around for a month!”
“Once the new semester starts, who knows? Qian Qian might already be married!”
“
Married?
Isn’t that a little dramatic?” Zhang Shaoqing suddenly looked nervous.
“How’s it dramatic? She’s already twenty-five! She’s definitely going to get pressured into blind dates and marriage over the New Year!”
Although the university didn’t require its instructors to be PhDs—just a Master’s degree was enough—Qian Qian was still six years older than Zhang Shaoqing.
“Alright, you’re wearing too much. Ditch the down jacket and the heavy coat.”
“It’s snowing outside!” Zhang Shaoqing protested, panic creeping into his voice. “What if I freeze to death?!”
“It’s barely ten degrees! Are you choosing
fashion
or
function
?”
“…Ugh…”
Yan Xinya shoved a white turtleneck sweater into his arms. “Here, wear this. If you don’t have anything super fashionable, just wear something clean and tidy. That’ll do.”
“Throw on that black jacket too.”
“And for god’s sake, don’t wear those baggy lounge pants—you look like a slob.”
Zhang Shaoqing let out a long sigh as he got dressed under the enthusiastic micromanagement of a girl with way too much CP energy. If she applied this much effort to studying, she’d be in a top university by now.
“Should I bring roses or something?” Zhang Shaoqing asked as he changed clothes, his voice trembling slightly from the cold.
“No way,” Yan Xinya shook her head. “Qian Qian doesn’t even know you’re coming. You’ll scare her off.”
Ning Chu tilted her head. “Wait, you’re
already friends
with the teacher?”
“Yep! We’re besties now!”
“…Damn.”
To be fair, Yan Xinya had her own social anxiety issues—but she was naturally charming, effortlessly friendly, cute, and knew exactly how to win people over. Most people simply couldn’t resist her.
And now she was already onto the next phase of the plan, giving Zhang Shaoqing very specific instructions.
“Just behave when we meet her. You’re going to be a background character today—carry bags, hold stuff, look useful. You gotta get familiar first. Don’t rush anything!”
“…Why not just confess already?”
“
Confess?!
Are you crazy?!” Yan Xinya nearly exploded. “You barely know each other! Why would she say yes?! Confessing only works when you’ve built up
actual feelings
! It’s about
timing
, got it?”
Ning Chu glanced at Zhang Shaoqing and added dryly, “Honestly, Yan Xinya probably just wants someone to carry her bags.”
“
Nonsense!
” Yan Xinya shot her a glare.
Zhang Shaoqing looked visibly nervous. He tugged awkwardly at the hem of his sweater and stared at the mirror for a long time, trying to fix his hair.
Zhang Shaoqing quickly patted the dust off his pants. When it didn’t come off, he rushed to the balcony to grab a towel and clean himself up.
“Time’s almost up,” someone reminded.
“I’m coming!”
He dashed back inside, still fussing over his hair in the mirror. “Ning Chu, do I look handsome?”
“Go already!”
With Yan Xinya’s urgent yelling echoing through the dorm, Zhang Shaoqing finally left, looking like a bundle of nerves.
As the door shut behind him, Ning Chu muttered, “That clown… always acting like nothing matters, but now he’s just a shy little boy chasing a crush.”
“Never seen him like this,” Wen Yang said, leaning back against the desk with his arms crossed and a grin on his face. “Guess he really likes her.”
“Hmm… I feel like he should be a bit more assertive though. His usual casual attitude might actually work better.”
“Oh? Why’s that?”
“Well…”
She couldn’t exactly say,
‘Because in the original work, Qian Qian likes dominant men with a bit of a sadistic streak, and even ends up falling for the villain due to Stockholm syndrome.’
If Zhang Shaoqing kept acting overly polite and accommodating, it might not work. His usual snarky, teasing self might actually be more attractive to Qian Qian.
Ning Chu stretched and glanced at Wang Jie, who hadn’t taken his eyes off his computer screen and was still grinding games.
That guy did nothing but play games every day. It was still a mystery how he got himself a girlfriend.
And he looked like he’d lost a ton of weight from being “drained” too much—maybe he should consider working out.
“Wang Jie, let me know what happens when Zhang Shaoqing gets back.”
“Sure.”
Wen Yang turned to Ning Chu. “We heading back?”
“Yup! Let’s go, time to study. I’m going to bed early tonight to be fully charged for tomorrow’s exam!”
He raised an eyebrow, not buying it. “That’s what you said last night, and you still didn’t fall asleep until midnight. Almost didn’t wake up in time this morning.”
“No worries! I have a backup plan this time!”
“Backup plan?”
Wen Yang noticed her cheeks suddenly turn red.
But this wasn’t from the cold. It was a bashful, flustered blush—a soft pink that made her face look even more tempting… the kind of blush that made people want to lean in and bite.
“Let’s go to the cafeteria first,” Ning Chu quickly changed the subject as she stepped out of the dorm.
“What backup plan?”
But Wen Yang wasn’t letting it go. He followed closely behind, his curiosity clearly piqued.
Especially after seeing her cheeks flush like that—he
needed
to know.
Ning Chu hesitated. She wasn’t sure whether to tell him about her latest discovery regarding her succubus-like constitution.
Her alluring eyes darted around to make sure no one else was listening. Then, she tiptoed closer to Wen Yang and whispered so softly it was barely audible:
“If I eat well at night… I’ll feel super energetic the next day.”
…She honestly felt like she was trying to scam food off him.
“Huh?” Wen Yang blinked, not immediately getting it.
Lately, because of exam prep, the two of them hadn’t had any “intimate interactions” for several days. But with that one line and the suggestive way she said it, his body reacted on instinct.
He felt a sudden and very
obvious
urge—which only got worse as her succubus nature stirred.
Wen Yang quickly buttoned up his long coat, wrapping it tightly around himself.
He’d long since gotten used to her succubus body mechanics. He knew this was just her natural charm leaking out—though it didn’t make resisting any easier.
“Got it. I’ll give you a lot of milk tonight.”
“…Pervert!”
“—???”
‘You’re the one who started this whole thing!’
.
!
Chapter 300
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