Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)-Chapter 342
Black Bean always ate like a wild animal.
She was holding a metal basin normally used for soup, half her face buried inside. For a long while, she didn’t even look up, the only sound being the crisp clink of spoon against metal. As she ate, a rumbling, engine-like
glug glug
noise happily came from her throat.
Hopefully, she’d at least learn to eat more ladylike in public.
Ning Juan stepped out of her room, now wearing delicate makeup. The foundation smoothed away the faint wrinkles at her eyes and hid minor blemishes. Combined with her beautiful features and full figure, she looked no more than her early thirties—an elegant, mature beauty radiating charm.
“We’re heading out. Probably back around ten.”
She picked up a small white shoulder bag at the door. Uncle, who had just finished eating and hadn’t even wiped his mouth, hurriedly stood to meet her.
“Ning Chu, take care of—ah, never mind. Just make sure you lock the door if you go out, and don’t let Ning Xin sneak off and get lost.”
In just two days, Ning Juan’s expectations for Ning Chu had dropped dramatically.
“Oh~”
“Mom! Where are you going?” Black Bean finally looked up, licking her lips, eyes sparkling toward the door. “Going shopping? I wanna come too!”
“Got some things to do. I’ll bring you snacks when we get back.”
“Okay!”
“Go play. By the time we’re back, you should already be in bed.”
Black Bean, belly round and full, collapsed onto the chair, legs swinging as she muttered, “So stuffed… can’t play anymore…”
Ning Juan chuckled, exchanged a look with the Uncle, and the two left together.
Ning Chu was still eating slowly. She had already expected this exact scene tonight.
But it was only a little past six… Four whole hours before they’d be back.
She raised her head, stealing a glance at Wen Yang—then instantly looked down again like she’d been electrocuted.
No, no, no! Get a grip!
It’s not like they could be doing bad things
every single day
! It wasn’t some succubus “heat cycle” or plot punishment at work. She wasn’t that desperate!
Besides, they didn’t even have protection. The extra-large size she ordered online hadn’t arrived yet.
Sure, she had already fallen pretty low as a woman… but pregnancy? Having a baby? She still couldn’t accept that! At the very least, that would have to wait until after graduation.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her dirty, chaotic thoughts. Standing up, she stretched and decided to distract herself with video games in her room.
“Black Bean, your sister and I need to step out later too.”
Ning Chu froze mid-step. She didn’t say anything, just kept walking toward her room, face burning red.
See? This wasn’t her fault at all—it was Wen Yang who had lustful intentions!
“Huh? You guys are going out too?”
Black Bean looked a little pitiful, making Wen Yang feel a twinge of guilt. “When your sister gets back, she’ll bring you some late-night snacks, okay?”
“…I guess that’s fine.” She lowered her head in fake disappointment, but her tail shot straight up, tip swaying with excitement.
Wen Yang caught sight of her tail giving away her mood. His guilt vanished instantly. This cat was clearly thrilled to have the house to herself—pretending to be pitiful was just a ploy for more food.
“Ning Chu? Ready to go?”
Ning Chu had just reached her bedroom door. She froze again, torn in her heart.
On one side was that addicting pleasure she already knew too well. On the other, the shameful fear of sinking into the kind of reckless hentai heroine she used to read about.
Biting her lip, she tried to resist: “I’m worried about leaving Black Bean home alone…”
“Last time no one was home, she played games all night. My mom came back the next morning and found her still awake and was furious. I got scolded too.”
Wen Yang turned to Black Bean. The little cat caught on immediately, and piped up obediently:
“Don’t worry, sis! I’ll be super good this time!”
“And Mom will be home around ten anyway. She’ll make me go to bed.”
Ning Chu’s last bit of resistance instantly crumbled. She spun around and bolted toward the front door. “Then let’s go!”
“……”
Seeing how the little succubus only pretended to be reserved for a single minute before rushing off impatiently, Wen Yang honestly didn’t know what to say.
He followed her slowly, reminding, “You forgot your phone.”
“Ah! I’ll go grab it real quick!”
……
“Last time we were too loud, the neighbors complained… and my mom found out.”
Inside Wen Yang’s tiny rental apartment, Ning Chu sat anxiously at his desk, brows furrowed as she muttered,
“And we don’t even have… you know… condoms. Always relying on pills isn’t good for the body.”
Last time, they had already been
complained about
. A hotel with proper soundproofing would solve that, sure—but Ning Chu could never afford to stay in one.
Her cheeks were flushed pink, the heat spreading across her face. Just a moment ago, she’d gotten carried away and dragged Wen Yang here without thinking. Now that they were inside, her rationality was slowly returning.
“So… could you maybe… keep quiet?”
“……”
Yeah, Ning Chu knew that was basically impossible.
Especially when that suffocating feeling—like she was going to break, going to fall apart—hit her… she couldn’t help but beg for mercy.
Under Wen Yang’s burning gaze, the blush spread down her neck, even to the tips of her ears. She kept her head down, fiddling nervously with her nails as she mumbled,
“No… if we get another complaint, I’ll never be able to show my face again. If it gets back to my mom, that’s one thing… but if my grandparents ever heard about it…”
She shivered. She’d rather
start life over from scratch
.
—Though, Grandma
was
a succubus. Maybe she’d understand?
Wen Yang scratched his head, both frustrated and helpless. As a man who had just tasted sweetness for the first time, he wanted nothing more than to stay ballsdeep inside Ning Chu all day long.
Scanning the room, his eyes landed on a pillow. He picked it up.
“How about you just bite this?”
“Gross.”
“Then… we could go downstairs and buy a gag ball?”
“Pervert!” Ning Chu instantly snapped back, face burning.
“Fine, fine.” Wen Yang didn’t push. He just sighed and gave in. “I’ll play games with you instead. My shift’s late tomorrow, so I can sleep in anyway.”
“Mhm.”
Ning Chu had brought her laptop over, originally intending to write… but gaming was obviously far more tempting than typing words.
With no late-night snacks tonight, they played until a little past ten before fatigue crept in.
After a shower and slipping into pajamas, Ning Chu collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, secretly proud of herself.
For the first time, she had successfully resisted the temptation of pleasure!
But then, a hand slid around her waist. Her body stiffened, and she quickly pried Wen Yang’s palm away.
“Don’t touch me, I’m trying to sleep.”
“Just hugging.”
Ning Chu kept her eyes shut, but that stubborn hand slipped right back around her waist. A moment later, through her thin pajamas, she felt his warmth pressing against her back.
“You—don’t lean so close.”
His familiar scent and the steady heat of his body made her muscles relax. Cradled in his arms, her guard melted away, leaving only a heavy sense of security.
“Hey—don’t move around, I’m sleepy.”
“……”
But before long, her whole body was heating up, a rosy flush blooming across her skin. She couldn’t handle Wen Yang’s touch anymore—her voice unconsciously grew softer, sweeter, unbearably enticing.
“Wen Yang~”
When he looked into her eyes, they were practically sparkling with little pink hearts. Her graceful body shifted gently, her slender waist twisting, and with just a touch of shy hesitation, she pressed her chest down to the bed, her hips lifting ever so slightly
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Chapter 342
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