Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Inside the dilapidated small shack, Jiang Qingfeng had truly fainted.

Watching the whole process, Gu Hui suspected that Jiang Qingfeng had been fainted out of sheer exasperation by Chu Yuan’s shamelessness.

Grilled Fish Bro is still pretty badass. 1 vs 13, and two of them were monsters. If Vine Bro hadn’t tripped him up and made him lose the initiative, maybe Grilled Fish Bro wouldn’t have been injured so badly.

What’s the use of being badass? He still left our Ning Bao alone in the rain. He’s just a useless stinky dog.

As night fell, the rain outside intensified. Massive raindrops pelted down from the sky, causing the yellow soil at the edge of the shack to crumble and fall into the mud.

Ning Ruan lay in the little nest Gu Hui had prepared for him. The nest was lined with Chu Yuan and Gu Hui’s outer coats, topped with Ning Ruan’s small blanket.

Ning Ruan lay quietly in the nest, the firelight illuminating half of his fair face. His slightly curly hair was tinged with static, puffing out slightly.

Toasted warm by the fire, Ning Ruan’s consciousness was hazy. Chu Yuan would occasionally reach out to ruffle his hair; Ning Ruan would only stare blankly at the man for a moment before his gaze drifted again.

The man stared intently at the youth’s legs clamped around the blanket fair, slender, and plump.

Chu Yuan’s Adam’s apple rolled slowly.

He really wanted to pry those legs apart, to make Ning Ruan’s face flush with color because of him, to make his gaze lose focus because of him.

Unaware of what Chu Yuan was thinking, Ning Ruan was still listening to 009 tell a story.

In the middle of the night, the firewood had burned out, and the fire in the room naturally died. In the pitch-black midnight without a sliver of light, everything was shrouded in darkness, save for the smoldering charcoal glowing with crimson sparks.

A strange fragrance permeated the room a scent of blood mixed with the smell of burnt incense. The thick stench of blood and the smell of burnt offerings intertwined as if completing some sort of blood sacrifice.

Ning Ruan’s consciousness was blurred, and the darkness combined with the strange scent made him a little afraid.

Chu Yuan, Ning Ruan called out Chu Yuan’s name in a small voice, but Chu Yuan did not respond. He then called Gu Hui and Jiang Qingfeng’s names one by one, but without exception, no one answered him.

After a moment, a voice finally spoke. I’m here.

With the voice, Chu Yuan approached him and hugged him from behind. Are you scared?

Ning Ruan shivered from the cold temperature of the man’s body. He was dissatisfied; Chu Yuan was usually like a furnace, so why was he so cold now? Ning Ruan pursed his lips. Don’t hug me, you’re freezing me to death.

The man let out a soft chuckle. Fine, I won’t hug you. But I want to kiss you.

Ning Ruan: ?

He had just told Chu Yuan during the day that kisses weren’t allowed, yet Chu Yuan had already forgotten.

Chu Yuan was truly a dog with a very bad memory.

Ning Ruan couldn’t help but complain about Chu Yuan to 009, but after calling several times, 009 didn’t respond either. Ning Ruan’s back suddenly stiffened like a reactive cat. He bit his lip, his long, crow-feather lashes trembling uncontrollably in the dark out of fear.

If even 009 didn’t answer him, it meant this wasn’t a normal situation. It was a bug.

In other words, the person holding him wasn’t Chu Yuan.

It might be one of the three men he had killed; they had come to seek revenge on him.

The man stroked Ning Ruan’s spine, his tone gentle yet piercingly cold. Are you afraid?

Ning Ruan’s face was so pale it was almost bloodless; he was clearly terrified to the extreme.

N-no.

Ning Ruan didn’t know how he managed to squeeze those words out.

The man reached into the hem of Ning Ruan’s clothes, his movements rough and simple, as if his sole purpose was to bully Ning Ruan until he cried. He didn’t stop until he touched something.

Ning Ruan didn’t dare move or get angry. Even though he was being toyed with, he could only endure it. Tears blurred his vision, but he didn’t even dare to wipe them away.

The man continued his movements. Turn around. Hold me.

Ning Ruan’s face, originally pale with fright, turned a ripe, luscious red because of the man’s actions.

At the thought that he was likely hugging a corpse, Ning Ruan’s hands shook. Yet, he could only stiffly turn around and reach out to hook his arms around the man’s neck. Ning Ruan couldn’t help it and began to sob softly.

His eyes and the tip of his nose were red from crying.

Staring at Ning Ruan’s red-rimmed, watery eyes, the man felt a dense, tingling itch in his heart.

His movements grew unconsciously heavier. Ning Ruan couldn’t take being rubbed like that, and his tears fell even faster.

He didn’t know who was bullying him like this.

However, Ning Ruan didn’t dare complain. After all, he was the one who killed these men; he owed them. He was also afraid that if he complained, he would be treated even more harshly.

A cold sneer escaped the man’s throat. So scared? Do I usually treat you poorly? Why are you so afraid of me?

I built fires for you, accompanied you to bathe, stuck my hand into your mouth.

When you were biting my finger, you weren’t crying like this.

Ning Ruan looked pitiful, his body trembling constantly. Clearly, these were things Chu Yuan had done, yet the person was claiming them as his own.

He was pretending to be Chu Yuan to continue bullying him.

Ning Ruan’s lashes fluttered. So, from the very beginning, this man had been watching him. Even when Chu Yuan bullied him like that, the man had always been there, watching the whole time.

A trace of grievance welled up in Ning Ruan’s heart. Everyone bullied him Chu Yuan bullied him, and now this man was bullying him too.

But now, it seemed he had no choice but to let the man bully him.

“You like this very much, don’t you?”

The beautiful young man huddled limply in his arms. Even though he was so angry his eyelashes were trembling, he pursed his lips and didn’t dare to speak.

The man’s gaze was indifferent, even tinged with a sense of gratification.

When he had coaxed Ning Ruan and offered him gentleness, Ning Ruan didn’t want it, preferring to flirt around.

Wasn’t being forced and treated maliciously the ending Ning Ruan wanted?

Now put your legs around my waist. Wrap them around me, the man continued to command in a cold voice.

Ning Ruan didn’t know what the man wanted to do, so he could only unwillingly wrap his legs around him.

The man’s abdomen was firm, covered in rock-hard muscles, but it was incredibly cold. Ning Ruan’s thighs trembled from the chill, but after the tremor, he actually wrapped them even tighter.

He had a face that looked pure beyond belief, and he knew nothing during a kiss, he only knew how to press lip to lip, needing to be coaxed to open his mouth before one could taste his soft, tender tongue.

And yet, when being taught, he was strangely a natural.

He truly was a goblin born to seduce people, always wanting what was in the pot while eating from the bowl.

He was so open with Chu Yuan? He did whatever Chu Yuan told him to do?

Ning Ruan truly didn’t deserve his sincerity. He should let Ning Ruan suffer through every humiliation before snapping his neck.

The man pinched the soft flesh with ill intent. Relax.

Ning Ruan:

Ning Ruan whispered, I, I can’t relax.

At the thought that he was facing a monster, who could possibly relax? He was scared to death.

The man suddenly spoke maliciously, seemingly wanting to humiliate Ning Ruan thoroughly. Can’t relax? Do I have to stroke the ‘water’ out of you before you can relax?