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Chapter 13: Hee Hee, Wife Cuddles—


Satisfied with the marks on Yue Yiyue’s body, it leaned in to nuzzle her delicate face, rubbing its scent all over her—like a stray puppy finally home after years of wandering.

Soon, another tentacle arrived and fiercely whipped the overstepping little rascal. The two tentacles gestured at each other for a moment before burrowing into the other side. A strange noise came from the bed, but oddly, no one reacted.

It was as if some strange thing had isolated Yue Yiyue from the others.

Moments later, the two tentacles finally completed their task and left Yue Yiyue’s embrace contentedly. Then they disdainfully shoved Gu Nanqiu out of Yue Yiyue’s arms, leaving her a short distance away.

Before the tentacles could admire their handiwork, they saw the groggy, sleeping Gu Nanqiu rolling over to hug Yue Yiyue tightly.

At this sight, the tentacle tips angrily changed from pink to red. Just as they prepared to separate the two again, they heard a strange whisper……

They reluctantly nuzzled against Yue Yiyue one last time before vanishing.

In the dark night, Gu Nanqiu opened her eyes and gazed dazedly at Yue Yiyue in her arms.

She hesitated for a moment, then carefully shifted her position to burrow into Yue Yiyue’s embrace, letting out a satisfied sigh.

She had just had a very pleasant dream.

In the dream…..she seemed to have kissed Yue Yiyue.

A hint of light pink crept up her ear tips. Gu Nanqiu quietly looked up at Yue Yiyue, who respected her, never treated her like a mere accessory, and had clumsily kept her company.

Recalling Yue Yiyue lying on the ground when she entered the Teaching Building and her cute expression upon waking, Gu Nanqiu immediately understood: she had finally waited for it.

Just as in the dream, guided by the gods……

————

The door of the Teaching Building was opened by something. The tentacles that had seemed shy around Yue Yiyue were now unusually irritable.

They dragged a Black Thing inside.

The black thing curled into a trembling ball, but when it looked up and saw the person on the podium, a mad glint filled its eyes.

It inched toward the bed, only to be held back by the sturdy tentacle.

“Mm, the plot has been messed up by some boring people. Remember to set everything right.”

After saying this, the Black Shadow was flung out.

Even one more second might taint the clean, pleasant scent it had finally rubbed onto her.

With the matter settled, she walked to the window and overlooked the small School below.

The tentacle rubbed against her ingratiatingly, only to be slapped by the woman.

The tentacle knew it had overstepped, but it was just a small tentacle that only followed its master’s most primal desires.

It tilted slightly, then clumsily formed a heart shape.

The woman took a long, thin box from her clothes and pulled out a slender cigarette. “No way—you’re so ugly, and you’re imitating her? She despises it.”

Yue Yiyue scratched her chest lazily and yawned. After getting up today, she felt a strange sensation on her body.

She lowered her head and sniffed—there was an indescribable woody fragrance, warm and comforting.

This scent was too familiar.

It was just like one she used to smell often.

She got out of bed in a daze, went to the balcony to brush her teeth, and stood in front of the mirror, seeing her rosy-cheeked self.

This didn’t look like someone who hadn’t slept well.

Could it be that she wasn’t used to sleeping with Gu Nanqiu?

That didn’t seem possible.

She had always lived in large barracks before, with different sisters randomly ending up in her arms every night.

“Yiyue, what’s wrong?” Gu Nanqiu, having changed her clothes, saw Yue Yiyue staring into the mirror, lost in thought.

“Did something happen last night?”

Yue Yiyue spat out the foam in three quick bursts and rinsed her mouth very quickly.

“Nothing. I’ve been through too much lately; my head just hasn’t caught up yet.”

“You didn’t have nightmares, right?” Gu Nanqiu asked with concern.

After all, seeing things like that would make anyone feel disgusted to some degree.

“No.”

Yue Yiyue recalled the dreams from the past two nights—vaguely, it seemed like she was living with a woman.

“Maybe I’m timid, but I process these things quickly.”

Even now, recalling those scenes still made her feel disgusted.

There was also a fear that she might be strung up at any moment.

Beyond that, Yue Yiyue didn’t have too many emotions.

Perhaps because from beginning to end, she had been sent to this place to experience something.

If someone jumped out and told her she couldn’t go back—that even death wouldn’t let her return—that was when she’d feel true fear.

That was when she would feel true fear.

No matter what, she was just a bystander, a spectator who had inexplicably entered this world.

No system, only inexplicable text messages.

“Let’s go eat breakfast.” Zhang Yang, who had prepared everything, looked at the two talking on the balcony and reminded them.

“By the way, does anyone have money left on their Meal Card? I ate two meals yesterday, and mine’s almost empty. Damn this broken place.”

“It’s really annoying.”

As she spoke, she started cursing Zhao Heyi again.

Yue Yiyue glanced at Zhang Yang outside, then leaned close and whispered in Gu Nanqiu’s ear: “Let them go first; there’s something I need to do later.”

Her warm breath sprayed on Gu Nanqiu’s ear tip, tickling it.

In an instant, her face flushed light pink.

Gu Nanqiu awkwardly stepped back a bit and nodded.

Seeing Gu Nanqiu’s flustered steps, Yue Yiyue curiously exhaled toward her—rose-scented and quite pleasant.

Had she overstepped?

Yue Yiyue noted this little detail in her mind: be careful in the future; Gu Nanqiu’s ears were quite sensitive.

Gu Nanqiu walked through the balcony area to the dormitory door. “You two go eat first. I’ll go buy some steamed buns with Yiyue later.”

“You can ask Fan Ning about the Meal Card; I don’t really understand it.”

Gu Nanqiu’s gaze fell on Fan Ning, who had been shrinking like a quail to the side: “Fan Ning, could you help Zhang Yang?”

“Eh? Me?” Fan Ning pointed at herself in surprise, as if she hadn’t quite processed it.

“Mm, you.” Gu Nanqiu nodded affirmatively and looked at Fan Ning sincerely: “Yes, I need your help.”

Fan Ning was dazed by Gu Nanqiu’s words.

She nodded nervously: “Okay, I understand! I absolutely won’t let down your expectations!”

Then she looked at the somewhat surprised Zhang Yang nearby and mustered her courage: “Zhang Yang, my Meal Card still has some balance. Let’s go eat breakfast together.”

Under Gu Nanqiu’s encouraging gaze, she added: “I’ll tell you how to earn money for Meal Cards here. It’s not much, but it’s definitely enough.”


Nobody Said She Was an Urban Legend

Nobody Said She Was an Urban Legend

也妹说她是怪谈啊
Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

Non-human heartthrob lewd Evil God x ordinary super-strong honest person

Note: Contains Soul Shards

Yue Yiyue felt a bit unlucky. She had just delivered takeout when she transmigrated into a book.

She even transmigrated into the cannon fodder character who backstabbed the female lead and nearly killed her.

However, the female lead before her gently blinked her peach blossom eyes and asked with concern, “Is your head still dizzy?”

As the saying went, “The grace of a beauty is the hardest to bear.” Yue Yiyue gulped and steeled her resolve:

Protect the female lead! A worthless life, just go for it!

As described in the original work, the female lead Gu Nanqiu was a gentle, kind, and determined heartthrob.

Everyone chased after Gu Nanqiu, longing for her favor.

Yue Yiyue was no exception.

She carefully, clumsily, and despicably inched closer to Gu Nanqiu little by little.

Through day-after-day care, she ended up in the female lead's fragrant, soft little bed.

Late at night in her dreams, Yue Yiyue felt as if she'd forgotten something.

But it did not matter. She was very happy now.

After she fell asleep, Gu Nanqiu gazed at her defenseless lover lying on the bed. She knelt obsessively on the bed and savored her clean skin bit by bit.

The nearby phone scrolled with a stream of repeated messages: “Next time, it's my turn.”

*

When the plot reached the critical moment of betraying the female lead, fate played a cruel joke on her.

The plot forcibly tried to take Yue Yiyue away, but the female lead stepped forward to protect her and collapsed in front of her.

Yue Yiyue's heart felt as if it were being cut by knives. Her eyes held only her lover, oblivious to the vibrating phone nearby.

She held her gradually cooling lover and sat desolately until dawn. When she woke again, she discovered that the person in her arms had vanished.

She anxiously pushed open the door and saw her lover busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

The nearby phone vibrated wildly.

“I'm almost back—”

“Don't leave me—”

“I'm jealous to the point of madness. She actually got there first... I won't allow it. Absolutely not!”

***

Little Theater

The cold tentacles slowly wandered over every inch of her skin, teasing her senses and granting her an unprecedented experience.

Yue Yiyue, endlessly taken from, had vacant eyes. Helpless gasps overflowed from her throat as she weakly pleaded:

“Don't... continue... I can't take it...”

Her lover turned a deaf ear and whispered in her ear: “Yiyue, you must love me forever...”

“Never leave... me.”

Yue Yiyue gave a few perfunctory replies and finally passed out from exhaustion.

In the moment before her consciousness sank into darkness, she thought somewhat helplessly, 'Tomorrow I'll have to prepare more gloves.'

Moreover, those tentacles seemed to have grown a bit larger. She would need to adjust the sizes...

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Lily-of-the-River

Surely the tentacles have some connection to Gu Nanqiu?? Or at least somethings up with her

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