Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Ning Ruan huddled in his small blanket, the round corners of his eyes drooping downward. His long, curled eyelashes trembled incessantly, occasionally brushing against the reddened skin of his eyelids. His thin shoulders shook with each small sob.

He was the very picture of a wronged, pitiful creature. Aside from wrapping himself up and crying, he seemed to know how to do nothing else.

Chu Yuan stared at Ning Ruan. Several times he tried to speak, only to be glared back into silence by the widow’s eyes, which were filled with watery spring-like light. You shut up. You’re not allowed to talk.

With that, the little widow sobbed again, accusing Chu Yuan in a small voice, You’re even more of a hooligan than Jiang Qingfeng, and the things you say are even worse How could you bully me like this?

I clearly said I didn’t, but you still insisted on looking.

Chu Yuan’s Adam’s apple rolled slowly. He was almost mesmerized. Ning Ruan’s face was exquisitely seductive, but the rounded shape of his eyes softened his glamorous features, making him appear both obedient and pure.

Now, with those eyes brimming with mist and hurling insults, it only made one want to kiss that small mouth.

But Chu Yuan didn’t dare. He was afraid of truly enraging the little widow to the point where Ning Ruan would ignore him forever. He also felt a deep sense of guilt.

This stunning little widow truly knew nothing except how to be held by the waist and kissed. Forget about performing that service he hadn’t even shown that secret place to anyone before.

He had misunderstood Ning Ruan. Aside from him, Ning Ruan hadn’t let anyone else look not Gu Hui, not Jiang Qingfeng, and certainly not those three dead dogs from before.

At this thought, Chu Yuan’s throat tightened. He leaned in to appease Ning Ruan.  I was wrong. Baby, if you’re still angry, just hit me.

I shouldn’t have doubted you.

It’s all my fault. Blame my bad temper, blame my sensitivity and paranoia. I shouldn’t have been jealous. I won’t ever be jealous again.”

Chu Yuan’s words were utterly insincere. Not being jealous? That would be impossible in this lifetime. If Ning Ruan spoke just a few extra words to another man, Chu Yuan’s heart would overflow with acid.

It’s just kissing another man, what’s the big deal? Chu Yuan said tentatively, even letting out a hollow chuckle to show he “wasn’t angry” or  didn’t care.

Chu Yuan gritted his teeth, forcing a smile. As the ‘primary’ partner, he had to show some class and magnanimity. It didn’t matter if Ning Ruan liked Jiang Qingfeng or Gu Hui it wouldn’t help them. He would be the one to survive, kill those two, and take Ning Ruan out of here.

However, Chu Yuan’s attempt at “generosity” was essentially dancing on Ning Ruan’s landmines.

Do do you think I wanted to kiss Jiang Qingfeng?

Ning Ruan was both angry and baffled by Chu Yuan’s logic. He had woken up early this morning only to be pinned by the waist and kissed until he could barely breathe by Jiang Qingfeng. Then there was the rain and then being stripped and inspected by Chu Yuan. Even Zhou Chenan had never dared to treat him like this.

A whole day’s worth of grievances finally erupted toward Chu Yuan.

If you hadn’t left me alone with Jiang Qingfeng, would I have been pinned down and kissed?

If you could take care of me properly and clear out the danger yourself, would I need to live in fear every day? Would I have been kissed by someone else?

Ning Ruan spoke with such righteous indignation that he completely forgot that he had been the one to lead Jiang Qingfeng on and voluntarily kiss him for the sake of his mission.

It’s all your fault.

Each of Ning Ruan’s questions made Chu Yuan’s heart sink further. Ning Ruan was right. If he were more powerful, if he had taken Ning Ruan up the mountain in a single day, none of this would have happened. If he could have balanced protecting Ning Ruan while killing the remaining targets, Ning Ruan wouldn’t have been kissed.

You. Ning Ruan’s voice choked up. You have no idea how scared I was.

I don’t like this battle royale. I’m afraid of blood, and I’m afraid Zhou Chenan and the others will come looking for me.

And you you’re always scaring me too.

Chu Yuan lowered his head and cradled Ning Ruan’s fair, lustrous foot. After a long silence, a dry, self mocking I’m sorry escaped his throat.

I’m sorry. It’s all my fault for not taking care of you. I let you suffer.

Ningning, it’s my fault.

Chu Yuan wanted to say something to comfort him, but he realized that until they left this place, anything he said was useless. His guarantees meant nothing. Even the rain outside prevented him from taking Ning Ruan away alone.

Chu Yuan completely ignored the fact that his slow progress was entirely due to carrying Ning Ruan. Even if he had thought of it, current Chu Yuan would only believe that it was his absolute duty to care for Ning Ruan and ensure he never felt wronged.

I won’t scare you anymore.

Chu Yuan racked his brain and could only manage this one promise he could keep for now.

“In the future Chu Yuan’s throat was dry, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed. In the future, I won’t be angry no matter what you do with them.

Even if even if you kiss them right in front of me, I won’t be angry.

After Chu Yuan delivered this supposedly “sincere and generous” statement, Ning Ruan’s white foot kicked him right in the chest. Ning Ruan was so angry he forgot to cry.

You’re still saying that.

What was wrong with Chu Yuan? Why did he insist on saying things Ning Ruan hated just to spite him?

I already told you, I don’t want to kiss anyone else!

Ning Ruan’s pale face was damp from tears. His small face, muffled by the blanket, turned a soft pink. His indignant, glaring expression was enough to steal someone’s soul.

Chu Yuan didn’t understand how someone could be so enchanting whether they were smiling or angry. Restraining the urge to pull Ning Ruan into his arms and snuggle against him, Chu Yuan cautiously peered at Ning Ruan’s expression and asked, “You don’t want to kiss others… but would you want to kiss me?”

009 reminded Ning Ruan reluctantly: Baby, you should say now that you want to be kissed by Chu Yuan.

You’ve done so much and made Chu Yuan feel intensely guilty. Now you just need to give him a little ‘sweetener’ to make him feel he’s different from the other men, and he will sincerely stand by your side.

Ning Ruan bit his full lip before squeezing out a single word: Mhm.

As soon as he spoke, a flash of surprise and uncontrollable fervor crossed the previously despondent man’s eyes. Ning Ruan didn’t want to kiss others, only him.

Didn’t that prove Ning Ruan liked him at least a little bit?

This man, who usually made biting remarks, felt his heart thumping wildly for the exquisite boy before him.

Ning Ruan timidly placed his hand on Chu Yuan’s leg. But you’re not allowed to kiss me right now. Jiang Qingfeng bit my lip until it broke. If you kiss me again, it’ll hurt.

Chu Yuan’s eyes darkened as he stared at Ning Ruan’s moist lips vivid, swollen, with the rounded labial tubercle nearly impossible to hide.

Open your mouth. Let me see where it’s broken.

Ning Ruan didn’t suspect a thing. He parted his lips slightly, letting out a soft, fragrant breath. His mouth already looked “ruined” and messy; his obedient posture while waiting for the inspection made one’s heart tremble.

Chu Yuan’s gaze was obsessed. He had promised not to bully him, but at this moment, he could hardly hold back. Ning Ruan was too tempting, yet he was completely unaware of his own allure. He hated being bullied, yet didn’t realize how much his appearance invited it.

Baby, can I put my finger inside?

Ning Ruan was a bit confused. To see if a lip is broken, why does a finger need to go in?

Chu Yuan added an excuse: I can see better inside with my finger. Later, if we rub Gu Hui’s blood on the wound, you won’t have to drink so much of it.

Chu Yuan didn’t even know what kind of illogical lie he was spinning. He only had one thought: he wanted to touch Ning Ruan’s scarlet tongue and soft lips.

“Okay, you look then. But don’t hurt me.” Ning Ruan didn’t overthink it. His moist, red tongue licked his lips, accidentally brushing against the pad of Chu Yuan’s finger.

A tingling sensation shot through his fingertip; Chu Yuan’s breath hitched.

Chu Yuan lowered his head, his guilt swirling with the motion of his finger stirring against Ning Ruan’s tongue. The seeds of perversion and violence buried in his heart began to swell. He wanted to use his finger to drive the boy into a daze, until Ning Ruan’s eyes were misty with spring-like light and he could only let out broken sounds.

But a voice in his head kept reminding him that he had just promised not to bully him. So, the man suppressed all his madness and delicately touched the soft flesh inside Ning Ruan’s mouth.

However, even such a gentle action became uncomfortable for Ning Ruan after a while. The foreign sensation of having his tongue pressed down felt like a cotton swab during a doctor’s visit when he was a child.

Ning Ruan couldn’t help but push the foreign object out. Chu Yuan’s eyes grew deeper until Ning Ruan gave him a muffled pinch. Only then did Chu Yuan realize Ning Ruan couldn’t take it anymore.

As Chu Yuan withdrew his finger, a glistening silver thread of saliva followed. Looking at that thread, Chu Yuan’s heart pounded so hard it wouldn’t settle.

Still taking advantage of the situation, he watched Ning Ruan lick his lips and said. It’s not too bad. It’s a bit red but not bitten through.

He spoke as if he were a professional doctor.

Ning Ruan continued to lick his lips and mumbled, Mhm, before ordering Chu Yuan to get him some soup.

Chu Yuan didn’t go immediately. He raised his hand and showed Ning Ruan the transparent, glistening saliva on his fingertip. I, I’ll go wash this.

Chu Yuan quickly went outside, out of Ning Ruan’s sight.

Ning Ruan propped up his chin, not quite understanding. There was a curtain of rain right outside the door he could have washed his finger just by reaching out, yet Chu Yuan insisted on going all the way out.

As expected Chu Yuan really is a bit crazy.

Dead pervert, secretly tasting Baby’s saliva again.

Brother is ‘blessed’ again.

The little sister is practically a Bodhisattva giving kisses, showing her BEEP, and even letting him lick her fingers and taste her spit.

Can’t I have a taste too? Aaaaah, someone kill Chu Yuan in there, I’m dying of jealousy.

Gu Hui woke up in a daze later that afternoon, just as Jiang Qingfeng returned.

Jiang Qingfeng was in a wretched state. His clothes were shredded by something sharp, and his arms and pants were stained with blood. He staggered toward the hut. The torrential rain hadn’t even managed to wash away the scent of blood on him. As he stood miserably at the door, bloody water continued to wash off his body and into the mud.

It wasn’t that he had that much of others’ blood on him the blood was flowing because Jiang Qingfeng’s own wounds hadn’t closed.

Ning Ruan had never seen such a scene and was frozen in shock. Through the rain, Jiang Qingfeng saw Ning Ruan and finally managed a weak smile. As long as you’re okay.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qingfeng collapsed. Ning Ruan panicked and instinctively stepped forward to catch him, but Chu Yuan was faster. He hauled Jiang Qingfeng inside with one hand while using the other to block Ning Ruan.

Chu Yuan: “Don’t go out. The rain is heavy; you’ll get soaked.

Chu Yuan kept his promise he wasn’t fierce with Ning Ruan. Whatever Ning Ruan said, goes. His tall frame shielded Ning Ruan as he instructed warmly, Stay here. I’ll bring him in.

Chu Yuan felt the heavy body in his other hand stir slightly. He raised an eyebrow and suddenly changed the subject. Was the mushroom soup good earlier?

Ning Ruan:

Ning Ruan blinked in confusion. Is now the time to talk about soup? Shouldn’t we be bringing Jiang Qingfeng in?

Since Chu Yuan asked, Ning Ruan answered obediently, It was good. His voice was soft and sticky, almost like he was acting spoiled.

In fact, most of the time, as long as you didn’t make Ning Ruan angry, he was very well-behaved and would answer your questions seriously. A hint of tenderness appeared in Chu Yuan’s rugged, handsome features.

Chu Yuan had a somewhat rough, rebel like handsomeness. When he didn’t smile, he looked very intimidating. But when such a man turned gentle, no one else stood a chance.

I’ll make mushroom soup for you again tomorrow, okay?

Gu Hui, on the side:  Wait, I was the one who made the soup, right?

Ning Ruan wasn’t entirely fooled by Chu Yuan’s “tough-guy tenderness, but he quite enjoyed how Chu Yuan was listening to him and wasn’t being rough.

Ning Ruan nodded obediently. Okay.

Does your mouth still hurt?

Ning Ruan’s moist red tongue had been licking his lips for most of the day, making them look plump and dewy. Jiang Qingfeng had been too rough; even after licking Gu Hui’s blood, there was still a dull ache.

Ning Ruan murmured, “It hurts a little. Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but glare at the collapsed Jiang Qingfeng outside. It’s all his fault.

The man being hauled by Chu Yuan while still getting rained on continued to play dead. Ning Ruan was slow and didn’t notice that the expression of the man who should have been unconscious shifted in the torrential rain.

Chu Yuan: It’s my fault. I was a bit too rough earlier, otherwise it would have healed by now.

Ning Ruan blinked his beautiful eyes, carefully recalling Chu Yuan’s actions. Actually, Chu Yuan hadn’t hurt him; it was just the foreign sensation that was uncomfortable.

It doesn’t hurt that much, it’s just uncomfortable to have it in there. Just don’t do that next time. Having you press down on me like that makes my jaw ache.

Jiang Qingfeng, covered in wounds and soaked in the cold rain, felt miserable in every sense. But at this moment, he didn’t care about his physical pain at all.

His mind was filled with one thought: Contained.

Ning Ruan ‘contained’ it for Chu Yuan.

Not only did he do it, he’s standing there acting all spoiled, discussing with Chu Yuan how to ‘contain’ it next time so his jaw won’t ache.

Jiang Qingfeng gritted his teeth. As expected, Ning Ruan still likes Chu Yuan best.

So much so that he not only wanted Chu Yuan to bury him, but he even ‘contained’ it for him!!!