Chapter 45 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

The night sky tonight is not very gentle. Lu Chu Ning's heart was filled with disbelief. Has Luo Qingchuan really been unaffected by the spell? The young boy, sweating profusely, had tears hovering in his eyes. Luo Qingchuan wanted to lift his head, wanted to stand up, but his gaze was locked, unable to leave Lu Chu Ning's charming brows. Luo Qingchuan endured two conflicting impulses. His brain wanted to immediately answer Lu Chu Ning's question and reveal Peony's last words before her death; his body, on the other hand, was yearning to commit an act of violence against the girl with the lonely orchid in her hair. Someone will die, someone will die! Whoever can't resist will walk into hell. Lu Chu Ning started to feel anxious. This was her first time using her body as a medium for the seduction spell, but it seemed to have no effect? Can she count the tears of an infatuated teenage boy as an accomplishment? ...Lu Chu Ning pondered carefully. Either Luo Qingchuan's mental faculties were exceptional, filled with purity and good thoughts, Or Luo Qingchuan used some strange demonic technique to resist the spell! Or Luo Qingchuan was lying! Maybe he's just attracted to older people! Even though she was impatient, Lu Chu Ning couldn't bring herself to use extreme methods. Although it was highly likely that Luo Qingchuan was the target, he didn't seem like a bad person. Lu Chu Ning just wanted Luo Qingchuan to come clean so that she could have a reason to keep him by her side for strict discipline, ensuring that he's beyond any doubt before releasing him back into society. Biting her silver tooth, Lu Chu Ning softly and kindly asked, "May I ask, Luo Xuesheng, why are you about to cry?" The girl's long lashes quivered. Click. A high-heeled shoe fell to the floor, kicked off. Lu Chu Ning lifted her leg slightly, and the white socks that covered her feet moved slowly up Luo Qingchuan's thigh, the girl's dainty ice cream feet inching their way up, soft and gentle like cotton. "Speak," Lu Chu Ning's eyebrows gently arched, her sweet and gentle words like the fragrance of a lonely orchid in an empty valley, "Was it you, the demonic cultivator in the bar?" Luo Qingchuan fell silent, only lifting his demonic hand towards the girl. At the moment when Lu Chu Ning's small foot kicked up, Luo Qingchuan's heart trembled in an unimaginable way. He wanted to hold it in his hand, slide off the sock, and gently caress every inch of the young girl's delicate and translucent skin, playing with her tender jade-like toes. So Luo Qingchuan gathered all his desires for this jade foot, and in an instant, he transformed from wanting to defile Lu Chu Ning's body into a perverted super foot fetishist. Bending down, Luo Qingchuan clasped Lu Chu Ning's slender ankle in his hand. Suddenly, Lu Chu Ning's face turned as red as her ears, and she let out a suppressed exclamation, as delicate and enticing as a singing nightingale. Luo Qingchuan's eyes burned with an intense fire as he gently played with Lu Chu Ning's soft and supple jade foot. Each crystal-clear toe resembled a tender pearl, and the delicate touch penetrated his heart, satisfying his burning desire to some extent. But it wasn't enough... Seizing this moment of clarity, Luo Qingchuan immediately reached out and picked up Lu Chu Ning's small high-heeled shoe. "Your shoe fell, let me help you put it on." Luo Qingchuan squatted down, supporting Lu Chu Ning's ankle, and put the high-heeled shoe onto her delicate jade foot. In order to refrain from being further attracted, Luo Qingchuan looked at Lu Chu Ning and asked, "Teacher Chu, did you hear any sound just now?" "No, you must have heard it wrong." The girl straightened up, her skirt in disarray, Lu Chu Ning leaned on the table with her hands, biting her cherry-like lips tightly, her back straight and electrifying, her face as red as if about to drip blood. The moment Luo Qingchuan caught her foot, Lu Chu Ning's body became so numb that she couldn't bear it any longer. It felt as if an electric current was spreading from the sensitive soles of her feet, coursing through every part of her body. Her face felt hot, and every bone in her body seemed to have turned soft. Her delicate body trembled slightly. Luo Qingchuan understood without words, and soon he teasingly said to the girl sitting on the table, "So this is Teacher Chu's weakness." "W-What weakness!? I... I don't know!" With her face flushed, Lu Chu Ning curled up her legs and kicked the edge of the table with her feet, trying to cover up her ice cream feet with the hem of her dress. But even if she curled up like a ball, her dress wasn't long enough. After the seduction spell was dispelled in Lu Chu Ning's panic, her lonely pupils trembled amidst the whites of her eyes. She didn't have the mind to continue maintaining the spell. The huddled girl felt helpless and pitiful. Luo Qingchuan's back was covered in cold sweat. "Teacher Chu, is there anything else you want to ask me?" Luo Qingchuan stood up with a smile, feeling as if he had just finished a marathon- both relaxed and exhausted. Lu Chu Ning no longer felt panicked. Since she couldn't cover herself and couldn't shrink any further, she simply replied with an irritated mumble to Luo Qingchuan, "No more questions." Seemingly a little frustrated. Lu Chu Ning let her messy ponytail loose, pouting her cheeks as she stared at the young man. The autumn sun shone through her delicate ear, making it slightly transparent. Luo Qingchuan smiled and wiped away the tears on his face. "Thank you for the touching moment, Teacher Chu." "Touching?" Lu Chu Ning glanced away, her eyes fixed on the sky outside the window, her mood perhaps not very pleasant. "Whatever, you can go now." "Goodbye, Teacher Chu." Luo Qingchuan walked to the door with a smile, feeling as if he had just finished a marathon. Relieved yet exhausted. After Su Ying Xue left, a black business car parked by the roadside opened its door next to him, as if it had been waiting all this time. Luo Qingchuan heard a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice. Amazement mixed with nostalgia. "I've never seen you smile like this before." The man walked up to Luo Qingchuan. He was dressed in a suit and looked handsome, with thick and straight eyebrows and a well-proportioned face. He seemed young, but carried the dignity of a middle-aged man. His eyes, which he normally disliked, now showed a hint of complex emotions. "Seeing you like this, I really can't believe it." Luo Qingchuan opened his mouth and helplessly asked in a flat tone, "Brother, do you need something from me?" "Come home tonight," Luo Changsheng scrutinized the gloomy-looking young man with a direct and piercing gaze. "Mom misses you." Luo Qingchuan wanted to agree, to experience the warmth of family and mend the broken relationship with his loved ones. But then he remembered the murderous intent in their eyes earlier that morning. Luo Qingchuan's lips trembled, but he shook his head. "Forget it." Because tonight, it seemed that the night sky was not very gentle.