Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Ning Ruan was completely stunned.

The youth didn’t seem to react in time; he remained squatted on the ground, surrounded by a group of tall men. He looked like a little lamb that had accidentally wandered into a pack of wolves.

The one who had shouted was Qi Siyue, Lu Xingchuan’s childhood friend. Qi Siyue had always found Ning Ruan eyesore. Every time he came to find Lu Xingchuan, Ning Ruan would stare at him with gloomy eyes, making him feel a bit creeped out. It wasn’t that he was afraid of Ning Ruan; he just thought Ning Ruan was mentally ill.

Moreover, Ning Ruan liked to say ambiguous things to Lu Xingchuan disgusting and perverse. What was wrong with a perfectly fine guy wanting to seduce men? Wasn’t it revolting?

It was only because Lu Xingchuan had a good temper. If it were Qi Siyue, he would have pinned Ning Ruan to the ground and taught him a lesson long ago.

Looking at the current scene, everything was clear: Ning Ruan had taken advantage of Lu Xingchuan’s absence to steal his socks.

How disgusting. Why would someone steal someone else’s socks?

Qi Siyue felt goosebumps all over his body. Because of Ning Ruan, this gloomy “homo, he felt homophobic eight days a week.

Why couldn’t homosexuals just drop dead?

Why aren’t you talking? Caught red handed, are we  Qi Siyue stopped mid sentence. The little gloom bug on the ground was looking up at them. His snowy-white face was pale from being caught, and his lips trembled, pressing against his lip bead as if he were about to cry.

Ning Ruan hadn’t expected it to be such a coincidence. He had just taken out Lu Xingchuan’s socks when he was caught.

He wanted to be a pervert, but not a pervert who got caught! Could he still count the mission as finished if he was caught on the first try? Ning Ruan pursed his lips, feeling dejected.

You  you stole someone’s things, and you have the nerve to cry? Qi Siyue’s tone was one of disbelief, but towards the end, his voice unconsciously softened as if he were afraid of actually making Ning Ruan cry.

Ning Ruan pursed his lips and glared at Qi Siyue. Normal people should mind their own business regarding pervert matters.

Ning Ruan thought he looked fierce and gloomy, believing he could scare Qi Siyue away. In his understanding, a gloomy pervert was very terrifying.

He didn’t know that instead of being scared, Qi Siyue felt a strange itch in his heart from being glared at.

Ning Ruan hid Lu Xingchuan’s socks behind his back. Since he was discovered anyway, he had to take the socks with him.

Ning Ruan raised his snowy face and stared at another boy. The boy was tall and upright, with a physique between a youth and an adult not too muscular, not too lean. His looks weren’t too delicate nor too rugged; he had a sunny and handsome appearance.

Anyone who saw him would say Lu Xingchuan was a Sunny and Cheerful Big Boy.

At this moment, the “Sunny and Cheerful Big Boy” was so stimulated by the scene that even his earlobes were flushed red. Why did Ning Ruan steal his socks?

Was it as Qi Siyue said? Did he like him and want to date him?

It seemed his socks were very precious to Ning Ruan; now that Ning Ruan had grabbed them, he wouldn’t let go.

But he didn’t like boys.

He should make it clear to Ning Ruan, and he shouldn’t give him the socks.

What are you doing with my socks? Lu Xingchuan said, then unconsciously added, They’re dirty.

And he was sincerely worried about what would happen if Ning Ruan’s hands got dirty.

While Ning Ruan kept telling himself he was a pervert and that perverts act like this, he still felt the items in his hands were a bit hot to the touch. It was still a little awkward.

After being in the sun for just a few minutes, his small face was already flushed pink. He whispered an explanation, I wore gloves.

Ning Ruan was terrifyingly honest. After being caught, he didn’t show shame; instead, he explained that he was wearing gloves while stealing the socks.

Lu Xingchuan actually didn’t know how to ask for his socks back. In the end, he only managed to say, Is that so?

Qi Siyue nudged Lu Xingchuan dissatisfiedly, Why are you talking so much to him?

You don’t want your socks back?

Ning Ruan gripped the socks again, looking up with an innocent yet guarded face at Lu Xingchuan. Lu Xingchuan found it even harder to ask for them back.

They’re just socks. If you like them, just take them.

Qi Siyue:

Having received Lu Xingchuan’s permission, Ning Ruan grabbed his backpack and ran out of the dormitory with the socks. He had to leave quickly; if Lu Xingchuan regretted it, he wouldn’t be able to complete the mission.

The tall boys watched as Ning Ruan squeezed past them and stumbled out like a startled rabbit, fleeing in panic.

The boy standing next to Qi Siyue couldn’t help but glance at him, as if condemning Qi Siyue for bullying Ning Ruan.

Qi Siyue, you’re way too sensitive. You had to bully him until he ran away. Another boy stared at Ning Ruan’s retreating back and muttered, You’re not angry just because he didn’t steal your socks, are you?

Qi Siyue:!!

Qi Siyue almost exploded with rage. Are you sick? I f*cking hate homos the most. It’s disgusting.

The air around Lu Xingchuan still carried the scent Ning Ruan left behind a rich, sweet fragrance.

Could a boy be fragrant? How strange.

After what happened, the group wasn’t in the mood to eat together. They went back to their respective rooms to get their things and went home.

Ning Ruan didn’t stop until he reached the elevator. Because of the intense exercise, his breathing was unstable. He gasped with his lips slightly parted. Once his breath calmed down, he asked nervously, Qiqi, I was caught. Does the mission still count as finished?

Technically, Ning Ruan was caught stealing, and Lu Xingchuan eventually agreed to let him take the socks. In a way, it wasn’t stealing anymore.

But what was wrong with giving Ning Ruan a break? Being a pervert wasn’t easy, and Ning Ruan had already done well enough.

007’s cheerful voice rang out, Of course it counts! Baby, you finished the mission very well.

Hearing this, Ning Ruan’s amber eyes lit up. Being a pervert seemed quite easy. Most importantly, being a pervert allowed him to scare others and bully them into crying. He had just seen Lu Xingchuan’s eyes flickering and even his earlobes turning red from anger.

Ning Ruan couldn’t help but think that bullying people was indeed great. He had almost bullied Lu Xingchuan to tears.

At the entrance, Ning Ruan whispered to 007, Qiqi, can I throw Lu Xingchuan’s socks away now?

Even though he was acting as a pervert, Ning Ruan didn’t really want to carry Lu Xingchuan’s socks all the way. As for putting them in his bag, he was even less willing.

007 also found the socks in Ning Ruan’s hand an eyesore. Even though Ning Ruan was the one “stealing” them for his role, 007 felt as though another man’s things would defile Ning Ruan.

007: Throw them away. I think that trash can over there looks good.

Qi Siyue, driven by some ghost or god, had packed his things and left early. He happened to see Ning Ruan throwing the hard-earned socks into the trash.

Not only did the little brat throw them away, but he also took out a wet wipe and vigorously rubbed his long, fair fingers. His fingertips were pink, his knuckles were pink, and his face flushed from the sun was also pink.

Qi Siyue’s brain uncontrollably wondered: Are boys supposed to look like this?

Pink everywhere.

He himself certainly wasn’t pink.

Ning Ruan had only walked two steps when Qi Siyue walked over to the trash can, took out his phone, and snapped two photos.

The midsummer sun showed no mercy. Moreover, it was noon the time when the sun was at its strongest. The intense heat felt like it could melt a person.

Even the asphalt road seemed softened by the heat, emitting a pungent smell.

Ning Ruan raised his hand to shield his sun-reddened face, but it didn’t help much.

Walking on the road felt like stepping on soft rubber. Ning Ruan didn’t know if he was just tired or if the asphalt was actually melting.

As it happened, bus frequency around Jiayu High School was low. The school was built in a remote location, but it didn’t affect most students since their families sent drivers to pick them up after class.

But Ning Ruan was different. No one came for him. Even his tuition was paid by that uncle he had no blood relation to. How could someone come to pick him up?

Since he couldn’t find a taxi nearby, he could only grit his teeth and walk.

Ning Ruan pursed his lips. Why was this so hard? Qiqi, don’t perverts have any privileges?

Why does a pervert have to walk on his own feet?

007 felt sorry for him, but all it could do was block the UV rays for him.

Little pervert, get in.

Ning Ruan: ?

Calling someone a pervert on the streetwhere are your manners?

Qi Siyue opened the car door from the inside. Facing Ning Ruan’s fair little face, he saw the little pervert frowning, his expression looking like he was swearing internally.

Qi Siyue felt a sense of triumph. He leaned his body toward Ning Ruan, hand pressing against the leather seat, and smiled wickedly. If you don’t get in, I’m leaving.

Without thinking twice, Ning Ruan dove into the car. Qi Siyue hadn’t even pulled back before Ning Ruan crashed into his arms. Without any preparation, a kitty head popped up from between his braced arms, and the door was slammed shut in the process.

As soon as the door closed, the driver hit the gas. Due to inertia, Ning Ruan, who was already close, pressed even closer against him.

A fragrance wafted into his nose sweet and sugary, as if he were holding a cat that had secretly eaten candy. His whole body smelled sweet.

The cat was also very beautiful. His nose was exquisite, and his lips were as soft as flower petals. The way he unconsciously pouted made it look like he was asking for a kiss.

So this is how ‘homos’ work, Qi Siyue thought gloomily, seducing people anytime, anywhere.

I’m in. Ning Ruan looked up, afraid he would regret it. You’re the one who told me to get in. You have to take me home. No backing out.

Qi Siyue:

After saying that, Ning Ruan wiggled out of Qi Siyue’s arms.

Looking at his suddenly empty embrace, Qi Siyue felt a strange sense of discomfort, as if his arms were meant to hold a beautiful kitty that would poke its head out and boss him around daintily.

Qi Siyue whispered, Who’s backing out? I only picked you up because it’s on the way.

Ning Ruan was overheated. Even with the AC in the car, he still felt hot. He leaned his head forward, Driver Brother, can you turn the AC down a bit?

The youth’s voice was soft and sticky, sounding like he had something sweet in his mouth.

The Brother made the driver’s ears turn red. The taciturn driver quickly lowered the temperature by a few degrees.

Qi Siyue:

Was this his driver or Ning Ruan’s driver?

Why was he so obedient to Ning Ruan?

Qi Siyue laughed in exasperation. I’m the one who let you in, yet you call him Brother? Then what am I to you?