The changes in his body were becoming more and more obvious.

When Ning Chu woke the next morning, he stared at the ceiling, worry already clouding his mind.

When he’d first transmigrated into this world, he’d thought he was the chosen one—that a system and some kind of cheat would turn his ordinary life into something vibrant and exciting.

Then he discovered that not only did he have no cheat, but he’d also transmigrated into the novel he’d written—and was destined to become a woman, a plaything for men.

He’d tried hard to fight it, but his body kept growing more feminine. Worse, his resistance had only sped up the process.

Still, it was better than being swept along by the plot and getting thoroughly railed... Even if he really did become a girl, finding a wife among all the yuri girls in this chaotic world should be easy enough.

Wait—the book had a plotline where a yuri couple both ended up surrendering themselves!

“This is so hard...”

Ning Chu sighed over and over, but then Wen Yang’s voice suddenly came from beside him. “What are you sighing about now?”

He rolled over onto his stomach and looked up at Wen Yang, who was sleeping with their heads at opposite ends of the bed.

“Nothing. I had a nightmare.” Then he noticed the faint dark circles under the guy’s eyes and the flush in his face. He looked exhausted. “Didn’t sleep well last night?”

“Mm...”

Wen Yang’s nose twitched slightly. He quietly scooted farther down, putting more distance between them, until both his feet were hanging off the end of the bed.

The night before, he’d gone to a bar and been flirted with by a girl. His thoughts had wandered, but reason had pulled him back to the dorm. Then, when he went to bed, he found that Ning Chu’s scent made him just as restless. He’d spent the whole night lying there, stiff as a board.

Every time he breathed in, he caught that delicate, girlish scent. It was even more tempting and sweet than the girls he’d met at the bar.

“Then you should get some more sleep.” Ning Chu yawned and buried his face in his pillow, but before long he shifted onto his side, uncomfortable.

Maybe it was because he was going through puberty, but his chest hurt terribly whenever he lay on his stomach. He couldn’t sleep that way at all.

“Ning Chu, should we start sleeping with our heads at the other end?” Wen Yang suddenly sat up and suggested.

“Switch ends? Why?” Ning Chu frowned. “Was I snoring last night and keeping you awake?”

“No, that wasn’t it.”

Ning Chu gave a soft hum through his nose. Yawning, he slowly got up like a sloth, crawled on all fours with his butt in the air, and made his way toward the foot of the bed.

Wen Yang glanced over without thinking, but found his eyes lingering.

Ning Chu’s raised backside stretched the fabric of his pajama pants taut, clearly outlining his pert bottom. It wasn’t big, but it swayed with every movement.

Only after Ning Chu had shifted into place and lain back down did Wen Yang snap out of it and jerk his gaze away, as if he’d been shocked.

He suspected there was something wrong with his thoughts.

Was it possible that, since he’d never been with a woman, he was starting to have ideas about men too?

Ning Chu had no idea what Wen Yang was thinking. He tucked his feet under the covers, curled up, and closed his eyes to think about what to do next.

Two plot events had triggered so far: one involving Lingling, and one involving the twins at the bar. He’d been lucky enough to keep Wen Yang’s virginity intact both times, but he’d realized that simply reacting and trying to fend things off wasn’t a solution.

After all, Wen Yang had a mind of his own.

So how was he supposed to solve the problem of the male lead in an erotic novel constantly getting seduced?

“Wen Yang...”

He hesitated before speaking. “How about you just don’t get a girlfriend?”

“Huh?”

“You’re the only one in our dorm that girls like. Us single guys have to stick together!” He put on a teasing, joking expression.

But Wen Yang heard the hesitation and sincerity in Ning Chu’s voice. It seemed like Ning Chu really didn’t want him dating—not that he was just joking around.

“Well... who goes to college and doesn’t date?”

“You go to college to study~”

Ning Chu corrected him in a gloomy tone, already considering other options.

If Wen Yang wasn’t going to give up on dating, then maybe Ning Chu could find him a fierce, extremely possessive girlfriend?

But those seductive bitches wouldn’t stop trying to tempt Wen Yang just because he had a girlfriend. They might even be thrilled that someone else was helping train his skills.

This was way too difficult...

Their conversation woke Wang Jie. He rolled over to face them and asked, confused, “You’re up early. Ning Chu, why are you so against Wen Yang dating?”

“Huh? I’m not!”

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous because you like Wen Yang?”

Those words struck Ning Chu right in the heart. His eyes widened, and he immediately lost his composure. “I do not!!!”

I like Wen Yang?!

I’d rather see him dead!

His shrill, furious voice rang through the dorm. Wang Jie ducked under the covers, then timidly explained, “I-I was just joking.”

“Who jokes about something like that?”

Ning Chu grumbled angrily. He no longer felt like going back to sleep.

Wang Jie had already backed down, but Ning Chu was still fuming. His chest heaved, and even his breathing had grown heavier.

Joking that he liked men—that he liked someone like Wen Yang—had hit the sorest spot imaginable.

He wouldn’t have been nearly this angry even if someone had called him girly.

When he turned his head, he saw Wen Yang staring at him in a daze. Ning Chu let out a long breath and forced a smile.

“I’ve never seen you this angry before.” Wen Yang rubbed his ears.

Who knew a guy could make such a shrill sound? It had nearly pierced his eardrums, leaving his head ringing.

Ning Chu’s smile was a little stiff. He didn’t want to make a bad impression in front of Wen Yang. If Wen Yang started disliking him, he’d never be able to talk him out of going on dates as a friend.

“Um, I’m gonna get up and brush my teeth.”

He climbed down the ladder, grabbed his toiletries, and hurried out to the balcony.

He’d just woken up, and Ning Chu’s hair was a mess, like a bird’s nest. He ruffled it a couple of times, then splashed cold water on his face without a care.

This weekend, he had to find a way to keep Wen Yang by his side for good!

Maybe find a fun game to play? Or drag him out somewhere?

Then he remembered Zhang Shaoqing, who’d gone home.

He wondered if anything back home might set that guy off. If he turned into a villain, everyone’s lives would be miserable from then on...

“So many problems!” Ning Chu muttered. He stuck his head out and called into the dorm, “Wen Yang! Wang Jie! Wanna go out somewhere later?”

Maybe Wang Jie wanted to make up for putting his foot in his mouth earlier. The shut-in agreed right away. “Sure!”

“Where to? I already made plans this morning...” Wen Yang hesitated.

“Wang Jie’s coming too! What’s so fun about hanging out with girls?”

Wang Jie nodded rapidly. “Exactly!”

With Wang Jie backing him up, Wen Yang became even more torn.

“Well... the problem is, where are we going?”

“I saw it online earlier. There’s an amusement park about half an hour from campus by taxi!”

“Fine! Who’s paying?”

Ning Chu froze, then instinctively turned to look at Zhang Shaoqing’s bed.

He suddenly found himself missing the villain a little.