“Ning Ning, what should we do?” Chu Yuan blew air playfully at her earlobe, his voice growing ambiguous, “Writing about me behind my back, shouldn’t you give me some compensation?”
Ruan Ning blushed, speaking incoherently: “It’s not really yellow text, just a small novel, I haven’t even reached V yet. When I do, the first month’s manuscript fee will be yours.”
“I’d prefer to settle the debt with physical payment,” Chu Yuan said, his hand becoming increasingly restless, igniting the fire in her heart.
Ruan Ning reached back and touched his perky buttocks, softly saying: “Then let’s settle it.”
“Chu Yuan flipped her over and sat her on top of him, but his expression suddenly became serious: ‘You’ve written quite a few positions we haven’t tried; I’ve decided to try them all today.’
— No, this will kill someone!
Author’s note: Continuing to let loose, haha haha~
Chapter 133 Extra Three: Collecting Seven Men
Ruan Ning noticed that Chu Yuan had been acting strange recently, often looking at her with a stubborn gaze, his eyes burning and somewhat intimidating. She felt he might consume her whole at any moment.
However, when she looked back, his expression would return to its usual clarity, although she sometimes caught him secretly observing her with a deep gaze.
She also noticed changes in his habits. Chu Yuan, who previously disliked sweets, had started eating her ice cream. Though he loved martial arts and disliked weapons, he recently bought a long sword, which he practiced with occasionally.
Most importantly, while he used to hold her while making love, he had recently begun penetrating her from behind.
These signs made Ruan Ning alert. Considering Chu Yuan’s origins, she suspected that the original author might have altered his character and decided to test him.”
One night, when Chu Yuan turned off the lights and hugged Ruan Ning from behind, about to touch her, she suddenly asked, “Who are you?” She expected him to laugh and say it was a game, but he was silent for a moment before softly saying, “You don’t remember me?”
A chill ran down her spine as she reached out to turn on the light and bravely looked back at him. It was still Chu Yuan’s face, yet it felt oddly different.
In her daze, Chu Yuan suddenly laughed and pounced on her, saying, “What new position is this? I need to study it.” This was the Chu Yuan she knew.
Amidst doubt, confusion, and novelty, their passion intensified. Ruan Ning quickly lost her reason and consciousness, rushing to a peak of pleasure.
In the flickering light, a familiar female voice interrupted: “Host, you’ve forgotten to unlock the experiences in each world. Only by unlocking the experience mission can it be completely terminated.”
Ruan Ning jolted, desperately trying to open her eyes but couldn’t. Countless images flashed through her mind, some in black and white, some in color. The black and white images had no sound, and the faces were blurry.
The color parts resembled a movie. She recognized Chu Yuan, but another man whose face she didn’t recognize appeared, his eyes seemingly familiar. She recalled that these were the eyes that had been secretly watching her, leading her to suspect something was wrong with Chu Yuan.
“Host, this is the attack target from your second world,” the standard female voice stated. “His name is Shang Mian.”
Ruan Ning felt her face flush as she watched the scene. She had never expected to be so shameless in this world; Shang Mian was a teddy spirit who constantly clung to her and refused to leave bed except during serious business.
“The host indeed called him this way in the second world,” the voice continued cheerfully. “Has the host noticed he is now the same person as Chu Yuan?”
Ruan Ning was shocked.
“This sick obsessive lover broke through the dimensional wall to find the host without a physical form and merged with Chu Yuan,” the voice explained. “However, it doesn’t matter. The love interests in each world are essentially variations of the type of men the host likes at different ages and in different environments, considered the same person.”
Ruan Ning was surprised and speechless. Gradually, the blurry faces in the black and white images began to feel somewhat familiar, evoking fragmented memories, though these impressions were not as vivid as those of Chu Yuan and Shang Mian.
She suddenly shivered, wondering if other men would also appear and if Chu Yuan could become seven different personalities.
The standard female voice reassured her, “The host need not worry. Shang Mian is a special case; other obsessive lovers will not behave in this way. Those who spent a lifetime with you are satisfied, and your fate in that world was already perfect, leaving no regrets. Therefore, the connection ends here…”
（–End–）
