“Ling Ning, as long as you show your belly, it’ll be enough!”
Chen Ruo looked at Ling Ning with excitent—or more precisely, at Ling Ning’s stomach. Ever since she saw it the last ti, Chen Ruo couldn’t forget its image. Every ti she thought of Ling Ning’s flawless, flat belly, she felt an inexplicable thrill.
The inspiration just kept flowing, yet despite having so many ideas, she couldn’t put them to paper. It was incredibly frustrating. No, "frustrating" wasn’t even the right word—"agonizing" was more accurate. That’s why she ca to Ling Ning, thinking that sketching while looking at her belly would surely get her creativity flowing!
“Eh!?”
Ling Ning blinked, sohow feeling a hint of danger in Chen Ruo’s gaze. It was strange—this supposedly weak, timid artist managed to make her feel threatened.
“Well? How about it!?”
“All… all I have to do is show you my belly?”
“Of course! That’s all you need to do; no special poses required.”
For this reason alone, she dared to ask Ling Ning, who was nursing an injured leg, to be her model.
Ling Ning let out a small sigh before standing up and saying, “Alright then, but I’ll need to change my clothes first. Please wait here, Chen Ruo.”
She was currently wearing a one-piece nightgown, and to expose her belly, she would have to lift the hem. No way was she going to do that in front of an acquaintance. Even though lifting her skirt to cool herself off under a fan felt pretty nice, she wouldn’t do it here.
As Ling Ning walked away, Chen Ruo’s eyes held a tinge of regret. If only Ling Ning had shown her belly while still wearing the nightgown—it might have given her even more inspiration. She couldn’t help but wonder what color Ling Ning’s panties were today…
Wait!
Chen Ruo covered her slightly flushed cheeks. What was she thinking? Why was her mind going in that direction? It had to be because of her recent… research! Yes, that must be it!
Blaming her predicant on the research, Chen Ruo suddenly felt the urge to use the restroom. She got up and headed toward the bathroom, but noticed one of the doors ajar along the way. Could this be Ling Ning’s room?
Focusing her attention, she could hear faint noises coming from inside.
Inside her mind, it was as though angels and devils were battling:
The devil said, “Look! This is a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity. Not looking is inhuman!”
The angel replied, “Exactly! What are you hesitating for? You won’t get another chance like this!”
Taking a deep breath, Chen Ruo gently pushed the door open a bit further, revealing the scene within.
Because of her injured leg, Ling Ning was sitting on the bed changing her clothes. Chen Ruo took only one glance before retreating. She hadn’t expected Ling Ning’s choice of underwear today to be so bold.
No! Inspiration was bursting out again. She could feel the “Black Fla Dragon” sealed within her hand growing uncontrollable. If she didn’t draw sothing soon, the dragon would go berserk!
While Chen Ruo was lost in her chaotic thoughts, the door to Ling Ning’s room opened. Dressed in fresh clothes, Ling Ning looked at the stunned Chen Ruo standing outside her door and asked curiously, “Chen Ruo, is sothing wrong?”
“Wah!” The sudden voice startled Chen Ruo. Recovering, she stamred, “I… I just wanted to use the restroom.”
“The bathroom’s right behind you. Chen Ruo, did you get lost in my small house?”
“How… how could that be? No matter what, I’m not the type to get lost in such a small place!”
Once inside the bathroom, Chen Ruo let out a long sigh of relief. That had been so close; she thought Ling Ning had caught her peeping. Luckily, it seed she was overthinking.
Returning to the living room, Chen Ruo found Ling Ning lounging on the sofa, aimlessly flipping through TV channels. Upon seeing Chen Ruo, Ling Ning tilted her head and asked, “Are we starting now?”
“Mm. Ling Ning, you can do whatever you like. Just showing your belly is enough.”
“Oh~”
Hearing this, Ling Ning lifted the hem of her top and secured it with clips she had prepared in advance, ensuring it wouldn’t slip down.
The mont Chen Ruo saw Ling Ning’s exposed belly, her eyes lit up like fireworks. This was it—what she had been seeking, so flawless, so perfect.
“I really want to make Ling Ning’s belly bigger~”
“Huh? Make what bigger?”
Ling Ning glanced at Chen Ruo in confusion. She seed to be mumbling sothing, but her voice was so quiet that Ling Ning only caught the last part.
“Nothing! I was just talking to myself. Please don’t mind !”
“I see.”
Seeing Ling Ning drop the subject, Chen Ruo sighed in relief. Lately, her thoughts seed to be heading in a dangerous direction. Maybe it was ti to stop consuming so much “study material” of that kind and focus on more wholeso topics.
Since Chen Ruo was drawing, Ling Ning turned off the TV and opened a writing app on her phone. She decided to use this ti to build up her stockpile of draft chapters.
Chen Ruo appeared to enter a near-transcendent state, her hands never ceasing to move. All her pent-up inspiration seed to be pouring out at once.
In contrast, Ling Ning struggled with her writing. She barely managed to write 2,000 words after an excruciatingly long session, feeling completely drained.
In the end, she gave up and started playing mobile gas. Writing could wait until nightti, when she could cuddle her daughter. That was when inspiration truly overflowed—hooray for daughters.
Ti ticked by. When Ling Ning finally tore herself away from her ga, it was already close to 1 PM.
Noticing Chen Ruo still engrossed in her drawing, she decided not to disturb her. Instead, she silently placed a delivery order for lunch, reasoning that Chen Ruo could draw a little longer while waiting for the food to arrive.
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Author’s Note:
After a whole day of writing, I feel completely drained.
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