Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Chu Yuan had initially intended to just tease Ning Ruan, but with Ning Ruan hugging him from behind, his head felt light and dizzy. He felt that whatever Ning Ruan said was absolutely right.

Later, when Chu Yuan reviewed the events of that day, he realized he had been completely bewitched. He felt that if Ning Ruan had told him to become a secret, shameful lover at that moment, he would have agreed.

Furthermore, Ning Ruan was talking to him about the four of them going to the Safe Zone together. This was already part of the original plan.

Then it’s a promise. You’re not allowed to abandon me on the way, Ning Ruan said softly. After all, he was the weakest among them; if Chu Yuan left him behind, he truly wouldn’t know what to do.

Okay.

I won’t abandon you.

The corners of Ning Ruan’s lips curved upward. With the mission progress moving forward, his mood improved, and he felt much brighter.

Chu Yuan.

Mm?

Chu Yuan couldn’t understand why his name sounded so incredibly good coming out of Ning Ruan’s mouth. It was soft and waxy; it seemed any word, no matter how harsh, became tender and sweet when Ning Ruan spoke it.

Ning Ruan found joy in calling the man’s name. His cat-like eyes sparkled as he couldn’t help calling out several more times: Chu Yuan, Chu Yuan, Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan: Mm.

“Mm, Ruan-Ruan, I’m here.” Chu Yuan’s lips twitched into a slight smile. The rugged man suddenly displayed a rare gentleness.

Ning Ruan remained sprawled on Chu Yuan’s back. After they played for a while, Jiang Qingfeng and Gu Hui returned one after the other.

Jiang Qingfeng tossed a basket of fish next to Chu Yuan and leaned over to pick Ning Ruan up. “Baby, I’ll play with you. Chu Yuan has to roast the shrimp; he doesn’t have time for you.”

Ning Ruan found it a bit inexplicable, but seeing that Chu Yuan actually had work to do, he mercifully followed Jiang Qingfeng.

Chu Yuan’s rugged brows furrowed. He clearly didn’t want Ning Ruan to go, yet he crouched down to start the fire and roast the shrimp. These shrimp needed to be dried so they could be taken on the road as snacks for Ning Ruan.

Gu Hui was also helping prepare supplies for their journey. With Ning Ruan along, everything had to be a bit more refined than usual. Gu Hui watched longingly as Jiang Qingfeng used his ability to amuse Ning Ruan, feeling a bit dejected.

As he dried Ning Ruan’s clothes, Gu Hui stared fixedly at the boy. It seemed that to Ning Ning, he didn’t count for much. Ning Ning would let him carry him, but he would also cling to Chu Yuan’s back and call his name sweetly. And now, he was playing with Jiang Qingfeng and seemingly forgetting Gu Hui existed.

Gu Hui gave a bitter smile. Forget it, as long as Ning Ning is happy. Ning Ning has already been very good to me.

Ning Ruan squatted in the sand, his eyes fixed on a tiny sprout emerging from the ground under Jiang Qingfeng’s control. The green sprout grew instantly, blooming into a cluster of flowers that looked like little bells.

Ning Ruan’s eyes lit up like a kitten’s. He looked shocked and then delighted to the extreme. Under the setting sun, his amber eyes reflected the bellflowers swaying in the wind. He cautiously reached out to touch them; moved by the softness, his crimson lips curved into a beautiful smile.

Ning Ruan leaned in and gave the bellflowers a kiss, then squatted back down. So soft.

“Jiang Qingfeng, are the bellflowers also Ning Ning? Ning Ruan looked up at him, the wind blowing the hair away from his soft, white forehead. He looked stunning, like a lively, beautiful cat.

“Of course.”

Jiang Qingfeng, standing close, was dazed. The boy was so vivid, so beautiful. Jiang Qingfeng thought that Ning Ruan should be a little flower fairy—a fairy wearing a skirt woven from bellflower leaves, with petals covering his soft chest. When he laughed, the little bells in his hair would jingle.

The Sun Set in the West.

The sun dipped below the horizon, dyeing the distant clouds in vast streaks of yellow, orange, and red. The hot, warm colors overlapped in a peaceful, quiet embrace.

It was intoxicating. And the three men were indeed intoxicated, watching Ning Ruan whisper softly to the bellflowers. They almost simultaneously thought: If I could spend my whole life with Ning Ruan in a place like this, it would be the truest happiness I could ever grasp.

Ning Ruan continued to fiddle with the white bellflowers. Qi-Qi, look! There really are flowers that look like bells.

He leaned in and sniffed like a puppy. Qi-Qi, they smell so good. I like them so much.

007 inexplicably wanted to ruffle Ning Ruan’s hair. Ning Ruan was so easily satisfied. Just a little new discovery could make him as happy as a child.

007 suggested: Does Ning Ning want them? I can turn them into specimens. You can look at them whenever you want.

Instead of agreeing, Ning Ruan used his hands to shield the flowers. No specimens. This is perfect. I just like looking at them; once I’ve seen enough, that’s fine.

007’s heart softened further. Baby is such a kind-hearted baby. It went to the system mall to exchange for flower seeds. Once the mission was over, Ning Ruan could plant as many flowers as he wanted.

007 thought: It would be great if I could steal Jiang Qingfeng’s ability. Then Ning Ruan could grow his own flowers; he’d definitely be even happier.

With only two days left, the three men finished their preparations and set out for the Safe Zone that very night.

Jiang Qingfeng’s planting ability was incredibly useful in the Battle Royale. Previously, he hadn’t been willing to use it and hadn’t told anyone he was a dual-ability user (Water and Planting). Though he wasn’t weak like Gu Hui, he was good at keeping a way out for himself.

However, ever since using his plants to make Ning Ruan lower his guard, Jiang Qingfeng had become like a male peacock with its tail spread, displaying his power at every opportunity.

Ning Ruan lay on Chu Yuan’s back, continuing his little game of calling Chu Yuan’s name. Rocked by the steady pace, he soon grew sleepy.

Suddenly, the watch on his wrist broadcasted:

Rankings Updated: NO.1 Ning Ruan  Points: 321

For some reason, everyone heard a hint of tenderness in that usually sarcastic voice.

NO.2 Chu Yuan — Points: 144 / NO.3 Jiang Qingfeng — Points: 142

Tsk, truly useless. After two days, you still don’t have as many points as Baby. Second and third place are ridiculously weak.

Baby is indeed the most impressive player.

Ning Ruan had been drifting off, but Wenofen’s praise made him shy. His soft cheeks and the corners of his eyes flushed a lovely pink. I, I didn’t do anything. Could he really be praised for doing nothing? Simultaneously, he felt a little happy.

Baby should probably kill them soon. After all, they’re just two oh wait, three useless pieces of trash.

Ning Ruan froze, clutching Chu Yuan’s clothes. Kill Chu Yuan? Kill Jiang Qingfeng and Gu Hui?

He helplessly bit his crimson lip and buried his head into the crook of Chu Yuan’s neck, feeling stifled.

Wenofen’s sudden mockery left everyone listening to the broadcast in a daze. Everyone knew Wenofen liked to talk smack, but showing such blatant malice and hoping a player would kill others was new. Even weirder was that he called the top player Baby.

An ambiguous, deliberate title. Does the first-place winner have a thing with Wenofen?

Through the livestream, Wenofen stared at Ning Ruan like a hawk watching its prey. Is he unwilling? The man tried to guess Ning Ruan’s true thoughts from his expression. Did he develop feelings? Or is he just using these three dogs?

Wenofen gave a mocking laugh and spoke flatly. Ninety-six people remain in the Battle Royale.

The toxic miasma is about to begin. Players, please hurry. There are only forty-six hours left to enter the Safe Zone. I hope you all survive until the end.

Wenofen’s words were no different from bringing up Ning Ruan’s dark history and warning everyone to be wary of him. After all, the three men present had personally witnessed Ning Ruan “killing his husbands.”

Ning Ruan’s heart was in a knot. He didn’t know how to face them, so he buried himself deeper, as if he could become invisible.

So silly.

Chu Yuan let out a chuckle from his throat. You really want to kill me?

Ning Ruan: He couldn’t kill Chu Yuan. Without Qi-Qi’s help, he couldn’t even kill Gu Hui. He had a realistic sense of his own capabilities.

Ning Ruan stayed silent, but Chu Yuan suddenly spoke again. If you want to kill me, call me Husband’ first. Good wife.

Ning Ruan’s eyes went round. His snow-white face turned a deep red. What did you call me? How could Chu Yuan be like this? How could he call him that?

Good Wife.

Before Chu Yuan could finish, a soft, white hand covered his mouth. You’re not allowed to call me that.

Ning Ruan’s eyes flickered as he looked away, only to lock eyes with Jiang Qingfeng. Jiang Qingfeng glanced at him, the corner of his mouth tilted as if satisfied with Ning Ruan’s rejection of Chu Yuan.

Jiang Qingfeng: Ning Ning…

Ning Ruan suddenly had a spark of intelligence and blocked Jiang Qingfeng’s path. You, you aren’t allowed to call me that either!

Jiang Qingfeng raised an eyebrow helplessly. Fine, Ning Ruan caught on.

Gu Hui’s eyes were shining like a puppy’s as he looked at Ning Ruan expectantly, as if asking: What about me?

Ning Ruan’s already red face turned even darker. How could they be like this? Gu Hui had learned bad habits too.

Ning Ruan hardened his heart. “You can’t either!”

Gu Hui lowered his head in disappointment. He hadn’t even called Ning Ruan “Wife” yet. Only two people could survive in the end; he knew he wouldn’t be one of them. He was well aware that his role was just to get Ning Ruan to the Safe Zone—to be his stepping stone. If only I could call him ‘Wife’ once before I die.

Even though Ning Ruan was unwilling, in his heart, Gu Hui truly considered Ning Ruan his wife.

When Gu Hui looked up again, his face wore a sincere, puppy-like smile. Every strand of his white hair seemed to radiate obedience. “Okay, I understand.”

Ning Ruan bit his lip. Gu Hui seemed a bit sad. He patted Chu Yuan’s back. “Let me down. I want Gu Hui to carry me.”

Chu Yuan, suddenly stripped of his “Wife Privilege,” laughed in exasperation. “So whoever acts like a ‘Green Tea’ [manipulative/pitiful] gets to carry you? Good wife.”

Ning Ruan:

Ning Ruan: I told you not to call me Good.

Chu Yuan raised his eyelids. What? Not allowed to call you what?

Ning Ruan’s face was beet red. He couldn’t bring himself to say the words “Good Wife. He pursed his lips and glared at Chu Yuan in a huff. I, I’m ignoring you. I’m not talking to you anymore.

He tried to look fierce so Chu Yuan wouldn’t call him that so casually. He turned to walk away, but Chu Yuan hooked his arm around his waist and pulled him back. Chu Yuan looked down. Glaring at me?

Caught by Chu Yuan, Ning Ruan’s lashes trembled. Feeling the large hand gripping his waist, he shrunk back slightly and stared at Chu Yuan timidly. He wanted to maintain his momentum, but his soft voice betrayed him: “That’s right I am glaring at you.

Before he was even halfway through the sentence, his eyes filled with water and the corners turned red.

Chu Yuan felt a surge of desire and pressed his tongue against his sharp canine teeth. F—k. He looks so good. That fierce glare made him want to get hard. The lack of actual momentum was just too cute.

I’m going to call you ‘Wife,’ and I’m not just going to call you ‘Wife.’ I’m going to kiss you, too.