Trapped in Paradise (In a Hentai World, as a Trap)

As the curtains were drawn open, dazzling sunlight spilled into the bedroom, illuminating the entire space. The girl in bed was startled awake.

She let out a dissatisfied hum, pulled the blanket over her head, and turned over, facing away from the window.

“Time to get up and eat.”

Her mother’s gentle voice sounded in her ear. Only then did Ning Chu reluctantly open her eyes and mumble, “Mm…”

A moment later, she finally peeked out from under the blanket, shielding her eyes from the bright light with one hand while looking up at her mother standing by the bed.

“What time is it?” she yawned and asked.

“Almost ten. Do you always wake up this late for class?”

“No… I just didn’t sleep well last night.”

Sharing a bed with her mother made her feel way too restrained. She had tossed and turned for ages before finally giving up and reading web novels until late into the night. She wasn’t even sure when she had fallen asleep.

Her mother sighed helplessly at her groggy appearance. “If you keep this up, how are you going to get married in the future?”

Ning Chu instantly snapped awake and shook her head at lightning speed. “Not getting married!”

“Alright, alright, not getting married.” Her mother brushed off the comment as she continued sweeping the floor. Then, she reminded her, “Breakfast is in the living room. Go eat before your brother finishes everything.”

“Got it!”

Marriage… well, if it was Wen Yang, she might actually consider it.

Still rubbing her sleepy eyes, Ning Chu made her way to the living room and plopped down next to Ning Yuan.

She still looked completely out of it, yawning constantly. Half-reclining on the couch, she hugged the warm cup of soy milk in both hands, sipping slowly while nodding off again, nearly falling asleep.

Ning Yuan glanced at his little brother, who was wearing only a short-sleeved shirt.

The small “buns” on his chest were even more noticeable now. His clothes were in complete disarray, and a sliver of pale stomach peeked out from under his shirt.

He suddenly felt like Ning Chu was a bit too bewitching.

That face was clearly youthful and innocent, yet every move carried an inexplicable allure. He was only observing the changes in his own sibling, but somehow, it gave him the guilty feeling of secretly looking at a girl…

“Ning Yuan, did you get your brother a birthday present?”

“Yeah, I already sent it.”

He had transferred 500 yuan to Ning Chu online earlier, letting her spend it as she pleased.

“Take him downstairs later to buy some drinks. We’re having seafood for lunch.”

“Seafood?!”

Ning Chu, who had been on the verge of dozing off, suddenly perked up. “Mom! What kind of seafood?”

“Go check the kitchen yourself.”

She excitedly rushed to the kitchen, peeked into the sink, and gasped in amazement. “Holy shit! Look at the size of these crabs!”

But before she could celebrate, her mother scolded her with a dark expression, “Watch your language!”

“Oh, okay.”

Come on, it was just an expression…

Since coming to this place, the only “seafood” she had eaten was probably the seaweed in her spicy hot pot.

She couldn’t even afford shrimp—after all, she still had to support her man.

Gazing longingly at the various seafood in the sink, she suddenly remembered something and turned to glance at the living room.

Her brother was still playing on his phone.

After confirming Ning Yuan’s whereabouts, Ning Chu moved closer to her mother, her face flushed red, and whispered in her ear, “Mom, can you take my brother out for a while…?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Well…”

She had originally planned to vent her ‘frustration’ before coming back, but was interrupted by Wen Yang. Now, she felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment in front of her mother and brother.

If she lost control and ended up doing it with her brother…

Oh my god! She couldn’t even bear to imagine it! That would be way too horrifying!

Compared to what could possibly happen, explaining the situation to her mother suddenly didn’t seem so embarrassing. Stammering, she explained, “I just want to be alone at home for a bit, um…”

Since they were both succubi, her mother instantly understood from the embarrassed look on her face.

Covering her mouth, she laughed gracefully, “Alright, I’ll take him to order a cake. We’ll be back in about half an hour.”

To be honest, Ning Chu was growing more and more curious about how her mother handled things.

But she didn’t dare ask, fearing she might get beaten to death.

She waited until the flush on her face faded a little before returning to the living room to continue eating breakfast.

Since it was already past ten, breakfast consisted of just a meat bun and a cup of soy milk. After filling her stomach a little, she eagerly looked forward to the seafood lunch.

But soon, she noticed that Ning Yuan kept glancing at her.

Hurriedly wolfing down the rest of her breakfast, she was just about to get up when she heard Ning Yuan call her.

“Ning Chu.”

“Hm?”

“Did Mom ever mention that you look… kinda girly now?”

From Ning Yuan’s perspective, the changes in his appearance were so drastic that he barely recognized him, yet for some reason, their mother didn’t seem to react at all.

“She did… I guess…”

It seemed her brother wasn’t aware that their mother was a succubus.

Ning Chu glanced toward the kitchen, where her mother was busy. Although she still maintained the appearance of a woman in her early thirties with a great figure, there was nothing on the surface that revealed her succubus nature.

She wondered if her mother’s tail was like Lily’s—always curling around her thigh.

Now she was a bit worried about whether she would grow a tail herself…

“Ning Yuan, come with me to order a cake.”

“Wasn’t I supposed to go with Ning Chu?”

“She just got back last night. Let her rest.”

Her mother walked to the door, grabbed a coat from the rack, and draped it over her shoulders. As she turned back, she noticed that Ning Chu’s face had, at some point, turned completely red, her legs clamped tightly together.

She paused for a second, then nonchalantly urged, “Ning Yuan, hurry up.”

“Alright, alright.” Ning Yuan got up helplessly. “The day I got back from leave, you dragged me all over the place until my feet were sore.”

“That’s because you never exercise.”

He lazily sauntered toward the door to put on his shoes.

“Oh yeah, Ning Chu—” He suddenly turned his head, but their mother was already behind him, pressing her hands on his shoulders and pushing him out the door.

“If you’ve got something to say, save it for later. If we don’t go order the cake now, we might not make it in time for tonight.”

Ning Yuan stumbled as he was shoved out the door, and with a loud bang, the door was shut tight.

On the sofa, Ning Chu, who had just been trying to maintain a stern expression like Lily, finally couldn’t hold it in anymore the moment the door closed.

She collapsed onto the couch, panting in small breaths, a thin layer of sweat forming on her forehead.

Oh my god!

It actually happened just like she imagined!

Luckily, Ning Yuan hadn’t looked directly at her just now. Otherwise, he would’ve definitely noticed something was off.

This time, the fire inside her was especially intense. The moment she relaxed, it spread through her entire body in an instant, dyeing her skin with a suggestive shade of pink.

She gasped for breath, her eyes misty as she stared at the ceiling. Her thighs pressed tightly together, the slight friction sending tingling waves through her, making her even more desperate for release and relief.

Wen Yang!

Why did you have to go out so early in the morning?!

After this, the silver pattern would be completely finished! From now on, these urges wouldn’t just be a punishment for disrupting the storyline—it would be like Lily, happening unpredictably every few days.

Wen Yang~

Even as she grumbled inwardly, she couldn’t stop her mind from turning Wen Yang into the object of her fantasies.