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

In the ears is the snoring of Wang Jie, and on the bed frame, one can feel the trembling of Wen Yang tossing and turning.

Ning Chu lay on the bed, looking at the dormitory ceiling with a sense of despair, his mind full of chaotic thoughts.

“A group of vixens is still trying to hook up with Wen Yang. If this can’t be resolved, Wen Yang may give up at any time.”

“Zhang Shaoqing went to confess on his own, and he was rejected. It’s uncertain whether he would turn dark or not, but if he does. Then there will be no peace.”

He muttered quietly, turning over and placing his forearm on the side of his head, his gaze fixed on Zhang Shaoqing playing games on the computer.

The plot related to Wen Yang is manageable, as he is just endlessly fighting with girls. As long as the plot doesn’t develop into Ning Chu turning into a girl and becoming Wen Yang’s ‘comrade’, the dormitory just has an additional scumbag.

But Zhang Shaoqing… If this guy really turns into a villain, it’s likely that girls will be mistreated by various means every week.

As his roommate, he probably can’t escape the influence either.

That would be too scary.

As for reporting to the police, it’s probably useless for the main character of this hentai-themed story.

Full of worries, Ning Chu couldn’t sleep at all. He closed his eyes, but in his mind, there were scenes from novels, all filled with situations where he was surrounded by men.

The drowsiness dissipated with his worries. The more he lay there, the more alert he became, but his eyelids were fighting to stay open.

Suddenly sitting up, he stared blankly ahead, anxiously running his fingers through his hair.

“Aren’t you sleeping yet?”

Zhang Shaoqing’s inquiry came from below, and Ning Chu looked down to find him casually playing with his phone, legs crossed.

“Can’t sleep, feeling frustrated.”

Wang Jie and Wen Yang had already fallen asleep, one snoring and the other breathing heavily. Now, there was no possibility of him falling asleep.

“Then come down and play a game?”

“Sure, why not.”

Zhang Shaoqing watched as Ning Chu slowly climbed down from the bed, and it seemed like his roommate had changed a bit in just a week.

The slightly delicate shota face had an indescribable charm, and the eyes, reddened due to fatigue, added a casual charm to his face.

As he got off the bed, the short shorts tightened around his plump buttocks and thighs, outlining the curves. The slender and fair calves swayed gently.

The once flat figure left a deep impression, but Zhang Shaoqing could immediately see the changes in the now fuller figure.

“Did you get fatter?”

“Huh?”

Ning Chu, just getting off the bed, frowned and looked down at his shorts. He murmured discontentedly, “Indeed, it seems I gained a few pound, the pants are a bit tight.”

He needed to buy a new set of pajamas online.

He wiped his face with a wet towel, sat in front of the computer, and turned to ask, “What game are we playing? Just so you know, I don’t know how to play any.”

“Then what do you know?”

“Basically, nothing…”

After coming to this world, Ning Chu had hardly played any games, but Zhang Shaoqing mistakenly thought he had never played games before entering college.

“Then I’ll find one that suits you.”

He agreed with a nod, gazing at the computer screen with his chin resting on his hand. However, within two minutes, unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart, he grabbed a chair, sat down next to Zhang Shaoqing.

It was as if a breeze carrying a faint fragrance had swept by. Zhang Shaoqing didn’t turn around, but lifted his buttocks to make some space.

Casting a sidelong glance at Ning Chu, he saw the hesitant expression on his face and asked, “What do you want to say?”

“Um… don’t get angry when I say this.”

“Hmm.”

“Since Ling Ling isn’t interested in you, do you not have any other girls you like?” Ning Chu asked cautiously, afraid of upsetting him. “Or do you have a specific type of girl you like?”

“Don’t know.”

“Wen Yang is quite popular among girls. What type of girl do you like—”

Ning Chu’s words suddenly stopped when he saw Zhang Shaoqing’s suddenly dark expression. Trying to cover up, he said, “I like playing action games.”

Why did these two people suddenly stop dealing with each other? Obviously, Zhang Shaoqing and Wen Yang had a good relationship before.

Could it be because of Ling Ling, making Zhang Shaoqing think that the girl he likes is Wen Yang leftover?

After a simple inference, Ning Chu tentatively speculated about Zhang Shaoqing’s current mindset.

“Well, I think this game is good.”

“Then let me try.”

Ning Chu quickly looked at the screen. It was a pink-themed game that seemed nothing like an action game but more like a romantic adventure game.

He hesitated before starting the game, playing it with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

But within ten minutes, his face suddenly turned bright red, and the uncensored action scenes on the screen left him at a loss.

He was definitely an LSP (Light Shaded Pervert), or else he couldn’t have written the hentai-themed story, but he had never played such a suggestive game in front of others!

“This, uh…”

He stiffly turned his head to look at Zhang Shaoqing beside him, struggling to find something to say.

Seeing Ning Chu’s face turning almost smoky red, Zhang Shaoqing chuckled softly, “You wanted an action game, didn’t you?”

“It’s not…”

I wanted a Monster Hunter type game, an action combat game, not a game where I can make a descendant!

“Why are you so easily embarrassed? It was the same when we watched movies together last time.”

This is how normal people react, okay? Is this world so open-minded about ‘that’? The quality of the movie we watched last time was on par with a theatrical release, and this game can barely reach AAA level! Both times caught me off guard!

A world of LSP enthusiasts.

If he wasn’t trapped in the plot himself, Ning Chu might have found it amusing.

He originally wanted to play games and chat to relieve the stress with Zhang Shaoqing, who showed signs of turning dark. However, now he was just left feeling annoyed after being teased like this.

Turning off the game in frustration, he glanced at the game title and then turned back to his own desk.

“Want some milk tea?” But Zhang Shaoqing shamelessly approached, “Buy 20 and get one free. Want to order one?”

“Get lost!”

He leaned casually against the wardrobe, pointed to his own face, and asked, “Do I look like the kind of person who’s emotionally fragile and gets sad for days or months after being rejected by a girl? Why do I need you to comfort me?”

“No, I’m afraid you’re mentally abnormal!”

Zhang Shaoqing was stunned, looking confused, “How am I abnormal?”

Ning Chu rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

The things this guy did in the novel were already beyond the issue of being mentally abnormal.

“Alright, stop messing around.”

What’s with this tone, like I’m fooling around with a little girl!

Zhang Shaoqing handed him the phone directly, generously saying, “You choose, my treat.”

“Really?”

“I’m still missing a few bucks for the milk tea.”

Ning Chu’s eyes lit up, but he still looked unhappy. Reluctantly, he took the phone.

“If something happens next time, you better tell me.” He checked the milk tea options, softly suggesting, “It’s not good to keep it bottled up. Letting it out is at least a way to vent.”

“Huh?”

However, Zhang Shaoqing’s expression was a bit strange.

“The way you say that, why does it sound so awkward? Like a confidante, huh?”

“Clearly, it’s better for you to take a trip to Thailand.”