Chapter 26.5 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chen Yan Yu leaned over and gently rested her head on his shoulder, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her lips. Every time she made this move, it would fill Chen Yan Yu with a sense of safety and satisfaction. It felt like happiness. Her heart felt sweet. Everything became quiet, the night cool, and the two of them leaning on each other felt warm. ...... ...... ...... Until dawn. The curtains were pulled open, letting sunlight spill in, and the soft blanket was haphazardly strewn on the sofa. There was some commotion in the room. "Wuwuwu, Luo Qingchuan! It hurts, you hurt me!" "Be good..." Luo Qingchuan's eyes showed helplessness as he spoke in a gentle voice, "Don't move around, sit still. It's not good for me to put too much force on you when you keep twisting your waist." "Okay, okay." Chen Yan Yu suddenly sobbed, turning her back to Luo Qingchuan, "Luo Qingchuan, I'm still in pain, what should I do? Wuwuwu..." Her body quivered helplessly, but also stiffened. "You're too sensitive, it's just a momentary pain. Bear with it, it'll soon pass." Luo Qingchuan reached out and pressed Chen Yan Yu's trembling jade shoulder, moving towards the girl's snow-white delicate neck. "No, no, no, it hurts, it hurts! Let's try a different position!" Feeling a needle-like pain, Chen Yan Yu tensed up and immediately grabbed onto Luo Qingchuan's monstrous hands behind her, resisting. Luo Qingchuan sighed deeply. He still had to go to school later, Su Ying Xue was waiting for him. She had sent a message early on, reminding him not to be late. "Chen Yan Yu, oh Chen Yan Yu, why were you on the couch in the middle of the night instead of sleeping properly in bed? And you had such a bad posture. Speaking of which..." Luo Qingchuan sighed and covered his forehead, feeling frustrated. "Why would a dragon sleep with a stiff neck?!" This was absolutely ridiculous! Who could have expected it? Chen Yan Yu sat up straight, but her head was tilted softly and tenderly. The sunlight reflected off her silver long hair, like a strand of starlight cascading down at an angle, dispersing faint rays of light as it trembled gently. "I, I don't know either." The girl's face was porcelain-white, her voice clear and crisp, full of grievances, like wind chimes in a summer day.