Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 23

Chapter 23
Facing so many enemies yesterday, the vines that grabbed his feet, and the things hidden in the woods—for the first time, Jiang Qingfeng felt that he might not make it back.

He was unwilling. Unwilling to never see Ning Ruan again.

He was also afraid that if he died, Ning Ruan would run to Chu Yuan without hesitation, and they would spend their nights together. He feared that dog Chu Yuan wouldn’t protect Ning Ruan well, allowing the monsters here to press Ning Ruan into their arms and lick him frantically.

Now that Ning Ruan was in his arms, Jiang Qingfeng finally understood the meaning of “regaining what was lost.

In the past, he believed that if he liked something, he should use any means necessary to keep it by his side. A pet that might run away, or feelings that might betray he would let them reach their peak at the moment of possession, letting all love and hate remain at their most intense point. Only by turning things into inanimate objects could they be kept forever.

However, the moment he saw Ning Ruan again, Jiang Qingfeng suddenly felt that those forcibly kept dead things were incredibly boring. Instead, a little thing like this who kept him worried it would be much more interesting to keep him in his room, locked up.

Only he would hold the key to the lock that bound Ning Ruan every day.

Jiang Qingfeng’s blue eyes flickered with joy and excitement. Merely thinking about it sent him to the peak of pleasure.

A dark light, barely perceptible, flashed in the man’s eyes. I’m your ‘good dog,’ baby. I went through so much trouble to get back to you. Shouldn’t you reward me?

Ning Ruan licked his lips. He didn’t want to be kissed. His mouth still hurt; kissing anyone would be uncomfortable.

Ning Ruan tried to call for Chu Yuan, but Jiang Qingfeng covered his mouth. Shh.

Ning Ning, don’t make your husband angry. I’ll be upset if you call for Chu Yuan.

Ning Ruan:

But I’m angry because you’re acting like this!

Unable to speak, Ning Ruan could only glare at Jiang Qingfeng. Jiang Qingfeng wasn’t a good dog at all; he was a  bad dog even worse than Chu Yuan. At least Chu Yuan didn’t bully him like this anymore.

Are you angry?

The moment he was released, Ning Ruan’s first words were an accusation. You’re not a good dog at all.

Jiang Qingfeng smiled gently, though deep possessiveness was suppressed beneath his tender gaze. He stared at Ning Ruan’s lips, which were wet and glistening from being licked.

Jiang Qingfeng: “Of course I am. If you don’t believe me, you can feel for yourself.

Ning Ruan: ?

Can you tell if someone is a ‘good dog’ just by feeling?

A question mark slowly formed in Ning Ruan’s mind. He suspected that wasn’t how it worked. Was Jiang Qingfeng asking him to feel if he had fur? Dogs had fur.

By the time he reacted, Jiang Qingfeng had already grabbed his hand. Sensing what he was touching, Ning Ruan’s almond eyes widened instantly. He stared at Jiang Qingfeng in disbelief, wanting to curse him for being shameless.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Jiang Qingfeng held his hand firmly, his voice husky. Can you feel it, baby?

He was touching a bone, about as long as a middle finger.

Is this something a human should have?

Ning Ruan’s head felt muddled until he met Jiang Qingfeng’s gaze it was the look of a dog seeing a bone. Only then did Ning Ruan realize something was very wrong.

Jiang Qingfeng’s hot breath fell on Ning Ruan’s earlobe, turning it bright red instantly. Baby.

What is ‘Grilled Fish Bro’ doing? How can he say such things to our little sister? You punk, are you trying to scare our Ning Bao to death? Get your stinky thing away from my baby’s hand right now! Grilled Fish Bro’s description is too spicy even I, an inorganic being, want to grow a dog d*ck. Baby, why can’t you touch me too? I’m a good dog, and my little dog is super well behaved. He won’t move around ah, he just accidentally moved a bit just now. He’s usually not like this. Doesn’t baby want to feel? Wife, wife, I am your dog.

Am I the only one finding this terrifying? Since when do humans have that kind of pubic bone structure? Holy sh*t, baby run! Grilled Fish Bro is not normal. Help, he gives me the feeling that he’s ‘Grilled Fish Bro’ but also not ‘Grilled Fish Bro.’ One moment he looks at the baby tenderly though his tender gaze is also perverted, and the next his eyes are filled with uncontrollable, feverish madness. Argh! They’re all perverts!!!

Jiang Qingfeng: Baby, do you like it like this?

The corners of Ning Ruan’s eyes were slightly red. Only one thought remained in his mind: Jiang Qingfeng is a pervert.

He felt something was off, but he didn’t have time to think. He struggled with all his limbs and, catching Jiang Qingfeng off guard, slapped him hard before scrambling out of his embrace.

Gu Hui had finished cooking a pot of soup. Seeing Ning Ruan finish washing his face, he was about to invite him to eat, but Ning Ruan ran straight past him, grabbed Chu Yuan, and headed outside.

Watching their retreating backs, Gu Hui felt a wave of dejection. He lowered his head.

For some reason, Ning Ning seemed to like Chu Yuan more now. This morning, Chu Yuan helped him dress, and now the first thing Ning Ruan did after washing was seek out Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan’s sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing sturdy forearms. He was packing gear when he felt a tug. At first, he didn’t move. Ning Ruan looked up, his snowy little face filled with grievance.

The usually stoic man couldn’t help but chuckle. How can he have so little strength?

Let’s go, Ning Ruan urged, tugging at his arm.

Chu Yuan followed him out, teasing, Alright, Hubby will follow wherever Ning Ning goes.

Ning Ruan:  Expressionless

As they left, they bumped into Jiang Qingfeng coming in. Chu Yuan’s smiling face instantly turned cold. He glared at Jiang Qingfeng and intentionally raised the hand Ning Ruan was holding.

It was a blatant display of triumph See? Ning Ruan initiated this. He likes me. You’re nothing; get lost.

Jiang Qingfeng didn’t react much. He even curled his lips into a mocking smile. Do you really trust Chu Yuan that much?

Ning Ruan kept pulling Chu Yuan along, eventually breaking into a light jog until they reached a spot where the leaves were thick enough to hide them from the surroundings. Only then did he let go.

Ning Ruan wasn’t used to exercise; his breathing was uneven. He gasped slightly through parted lips, his pale face flushed with an alluring rouge from the exertion.

His heart was pounding violently it was hard to tell if it was from the run or from being scared by Jiang Qingfeng.

Ning Ruan furrowed his brows in discomfort, his heart feeling overtaxed. He pressed his hand against his chest, his eyelashes trembling. He looked so delicate, as if a gust of wind could break him.

It made one wonder how many rounds such a dainty boy could handle in bed.

Chu Yuan stood dazed, mesmerized. He never understood why people found a “beauty clutching her heart attractive, but now he finally got it.

I’ll rub it for you, Chu Yuan said, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he finally squeezed the words out.

Touching that soft texture again made Chu Yuan feel like he was on fire. His eyes were locked onto Ning Ruan’s gorgeous face.

He had felt nothing when Ning Ruan was pulling him earlier, but now, while helping Ning Ruan rub his chest, his own heart was racing.

Maybe I’m the one who’s sick.

Did Ning Ruan call him out just for this? Chu Yuan’s thoughts wandered even further. To come this far and find such a secluded spot what else could it be for? Ning Ruan clearly favored him after all.

The mountain air after the rain smelled fresh, a scent that should have been clearing. But Chu Yuan felt the air was intoxicating him more than any aphrodisiac, tempting him to bully Ning Ruan.

Ning Ruan can’t blame me. The air here is just too strange.

As the man’s large hand moved over him, Ning Ruan’s gaze drifted. He hadn’t brought Chu Yuan here for a chest rub, but he was in such genuine discomfort that he didn’t stop him.

After a while, Ning Ruan said in a trembling voice, Alright, let go. I feel better.

Chu Yuan gave a low Mhm but didn’t release his hand.

Ning Ruan:

Chu Yuan’s deep gaze was locked on Ning Ruan. He saw Ning Ruan’s small mouth opening and closing, but he distractedly thought, Why isn’t he making any sound? I don’t know what he’s saying.

The youth’s full, rounded lips looked incredibly kissable.

Chu Yuan!

Ning Ruan called him several times, but Chu Yuan didn’t answer.

Ning Ruan got angry. He slapped Chu Yuan’s hand away and shouted again, Chu Yuan!

Chu Yuan looked at his hand, still feeling the residual warmth. He couldn’t help but lean down to sniff it.

It was very fragrant a rich, sweet scent, perhaps even a bit milky.

The sliver of clarity Chu Yuan had just regained was instantly clouded again by this scent. He wondered distractedly if rubbing a bit more would cause some small pores to open and spill onto his hand.

Chu Yuan was spacing out again. Ning Ruan was both ashamed and furious. Pervert.

They’re always thinking about ‘that stuff’ and never listen to me properly.

I’m talking to you, can’t you hear me?” Ning Ruan’s cheeks puffed out in anger.

Chu Yuan snapped back to reality, feeling guilty at the accusation. What did Ning Ning want to tell me?

It was rare for Ning Ruan to be truly angry. His snowy face held a hint of indifference, which only made him look more alluring.

Chu Yuan’s throat tightened.

In his anger, Ning Ruan blurted out the question he had tried to ask shyly several times before: I’m asking you are you is it ‘hard’? (Note: referring to a bone/physical trait)

Chu Yuan’s heart, already racing, went into overdrive because of this sentence along with the very place Ning Ruan was asking about.