Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)-Chapter 359
The night grew deeper, and the Spring Festival Gala’s comedy sketch was playing on TV.
Black Bean sat cross-legged on the floor, laughing foolishly at the skit.
From afar came the muffled booms of fireworks, but when one looked out the window in that direction, all that could be seen was the stillness of the night.
Ning Juan was drinking happily, her cheeks quietly flushed crimson. Supporting her chin with one hand, she leaned her head sideways, her eyes losing focus, making her look somewhat dazed—and a little cute.
“Back then… how did you even think of it? Just chatting a few lines online… and you actually dared to come find me.”
Her words were slurred, muttered in a drunken haze, as she turned her gaze toward Uncle sitting nearby.
Uncle’s alcohol tolerance was clearly better—his face only slightly tinged red. Feeling a bit awkward under the eager stares of the bright-eyed juniors at the table, he gave a light cough.
“Little Juan, let’s not talk about that in front of the kids…”
But Ning Juan refused to look away, her stare intent, as though she wouldn’t let the matter drop until she got an answer.
Uncle leaned back in his chair with a helpless sigh, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
“I didn’t think too much at the time. We lived close by anyway, so I just thought I’d make a friend.”
Both Ning Chu and Ning Yuan instantly swiveled their heads toward their mother, eyes sparkling with expectation—waiting for her drunken state to spill some juicy secrets.
Wen Yang, who looked honest and well-behaved, was busy wolfing down hotpot. Yet even he had his ears perked, listening in on the gossip.
“Alright, finish this cup and no more. Don’t get this drunk in front of the kids…”
“Oh~” Mother gave a soft reply, then slumped onto the table, half-asleep.
Ning Chu couldn’t resist. Her curiosity slipped out in a question:
“Mom, when did you two meet?”
“Back when you were in sixth grade.”
So about six or seven years ago, when she was twelve.
“How’d you meet?”
“Shake-shake app. Just chatted a couple lines and got to know each other.”
In her drunken state, Mother instinctively answered without reservation.
“Oh That’s amazing”
So Mom had already started online dating six or seven years ago—and actually found herself a reliable boyfriend! They’d even kept it hidden, managing such a long-running relationship!
Sure, technically speaking, Mom wasn’t divorced yet. Strictly, this counted as cheating.
But that heartless father of theirs had vanished nearly twenty years ago—whether alive or dead, no one knew. Mom had been living like a widow ever since. Finding someone new was only natural. As her daughter, Ning Chu could completely understand.
Besides, ordinary people had needs. Let alone Mom, who was a succubus… As for that missing father? Who knew how many children he had left behind outside?
Ning Chu’s excitement bubbled over, and she was just about to push for more details—when she saw that Mother had already collapsed on the table, dead drunk.
“She’s asleep already…” Ning Chu let out a regretful sigh.
Uncle stood, supporting Mother’s limp form.
“I’ll take her to bed. You kids should head to sleep soon too.”
“Mm.” Ning Chu pouted at her mother.
“Can’t believe she actually drank this much… I’ve never seen her like this before.”
She only knew that sometimes, on holidays, her mother would drink a little—but just enough to get slightly tipsy.
“Maybe she’s just really happy today,” Uncle replied while helping her toward the bedroom. As they passed Black Bean, he added, “When the show’s over, head to bed. Don’t make your mom mad.”
“Got it!” Black Bean’s cat ears stood tall, her gaze glued to the TV.
The two figures disappeared into the master bedroom, the door closing softly behind them.
The moment the coast was clear, Ning Chu jumped to her feet.
“Wen Yang! Stop eating! Let’s go!”
Taking advantage of her mother’s drunken slumber, she dashed to the door, quickly wrapping herself in a scarf and gloves, and slipped on her shoes with practiced ease.
Seeing Wen Yang wipe his mouth and get up to follow, Ning Yuan hurriedly called out:
“Wait! Where are you two going?”
“To see fireworks.”
“Fireworks…” Ning Yuan muttered enviously under his breath.
“Brother! Don’t tell Mom, okay?” Ning Chu popped her head out from behind the shoe cabinet.
“We’ll be back right after watching them!”
Riding the family’s electric scooter, Wen Yang carried Ning Chu as they sped down the nearly empty street.
Ning Chu hugged his waist tightly, her cheek pressed against his back, her petite figure hiding behind him to escape the biting winter wind.
“We’re almost there!”
Wen Yang raised his head to glance at the sky ahead—bursts of fireworks were already blooming one after another in the black night, their dazzling sparks painting the heavens bright.
“They’ve already started!” Ning Chu grew anxious. “If we go to the park now, we probably won’t even get a good spot.”
“Then we’ll go somewhere else.”
“Huh? Why are you turning back?”
The scooter slowed to a stop beside a long river.
Though far from the park, there were no tall buildings nearby. The sky stretched wide, letting them see every firework in all its brilliance.
Ning Chu hurriedly hopped off the scooter and rushed to the riverside, leaning against the stone railing, her eyes fixed on the sky above.
“What’s the rush?”
Wen Yang followed at his own pace, standing by her side. He swept a glance at the exploding fireworks—but his gaze lingered instead on the girl’s flushed, excited face.
Her cheeks, tinged with pink, were lit up now and then by the bursts of color overhead. In those clear, bright eyes, it seemed one could see the reflections of the fireworks themselves.
“This spot isn’t bad, right?”
“Mm. Not too far, and it’s clear enough.”
On the rippling water below, the fireworks’ shattering glow danced in reflection. Ning Chu relaxed, leaning forward onto the stone railing, gazing comfortably at the New Year’s Eve sky.
But soon, she shifted her eyes sideways.
“…Why are you staring at me? Look at the fireworks!”
“You’re prettier than the fireworks.”
At such rare sweet words from Wen Yang, Ning Chu blinked, stunned—then her face quickly burned hot. She panicked, lifting her gaze back to the sky, and muttered in a tiny voice, “Pervert…”
The booming of fireworks filled her ears. Her eyes were filled with bursts of light and falling sparks, yet her heart had already been stolen by the person beside her.
Step by step, she inched closer—until she was leaning snugly against Wen Yang.
An arm wrapped lightly around her waist. Nestling into his broad chest like a kitten, she tilted her head and gazed at the glowing heavens.
The air was thick with the faint scent of gunpowder, yet Wen Yang, lowering his head, breathed in nothing but her fragrance.
Without realizing it, his embrace tightened, pulling her closer still. Even through layers of winter clothes, he could feel her breathing, her heartbeat, her pulse—almost as if they resonated with his own.
“Happy New Year,” Wen Yang murmured.
“Mm! Happy New Year!”
Ning Chu tipped her head up, staring at his sharp, handsome features. Rising on tiptoe, she stretched just far enough for her lips to brush against his chin.
“Mm! Your stubble’s so prickly!”
Wen Yang instinctively lowered his head, only to feel the girl in his arms suddenly loop her arms around his neck.
A soft breeze brushed by—then a pair of delicate lips pressed against his.
It was the first time Ning Chu had ever taken the initiative. For a heartbeat, Wen Yang froze—but quickly, he surrendered to the sweetness of her kiss.
Only when her tiptoes went numb did Ning Chu finally let go of his neck, breaking away with flushed cheeks.
“What New Year’s gift do you want?” she asked softly.
Wen Yang lowered his head, gazing into her upturned face, his eyes brimming with tenderness.
“A year from now—at this exact moment—watch the fireworks with me again.”
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Volume 2 Chapter 112 / Chapter 393: P.E. Class
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Chapter 359
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