Bullying the Little Beauty [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Tsk, lucky again, bro.

Those aren’t the clothes we prepared at all, okay? Wenofen, are you smuggling in your own private goods?

Pink underwear Weno-dog, you.

Weno-dog, why did you swap out the things we prepared?

What did you guys prepare?

Pearl underwear the kind that would chafe Baby’s BEEP BEEP BEEP pearl underwear.

The clothes prepared by Ning Ruan’s support club were laid out on the desk. Wenofen’s pale gray eyes shifted; there was no doubt Ning Ruan would look amazing in those things.

The problem was, why should Ning Ruan wear them for some wild men outside to see?

Ning Ruan changed into the clothes Wenofen provided. He felt fresh and dry all over. The goose-yellow T-shirt made him look soft and beautiful… but the shorts were a bit too short.

Ning Ruan tried to tug them down.

But the effect wasn’t great. His snow-white thighs were exposed, and his knees were a tender pink the kind that made one want to leave marks all over them.

Ning Ruan put on his shoes and sat on a rock to wait for Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan was not in a good mood. This was supposed to be his private time with Ning Ruan, yet someone just had to butt in. With a cold face, he repeated his mechanical actions.

Ning Ruan: Can you hurry up a bit?

Ning Ruan spoke softly.

Chu Yuan: If you stop talking, I might be faster.

Ning Ruan:

How inexplicable. Ning Ruan curled his small lips, folded the soft little blanket, and laid it across his lap.

Holding the fluffy blanket, Ning Ruan became happy again. Now he didn’t just have his soft handkerchief; he had a soft little blanket too.

Ning Ruan’s lips curved into a smile, and he rubbed his soft cheek against the blanket.

Chu Yuan narrowed his eyes. It seemed Ning Ruan really liked these soft, furry, and cute things. Chu Yuan thought that perhaps like attracts like Ning Ruan was cute, so he liked cute things.

Chu Yuan: “Give me your clothes.”

Chu Yuan’s voice was as cold as ever. Ning Ruan was still busy nuzzling his blanket. Hearing Chu Yuan, he tilted his head, his soft face still pressed against the fluff, as if asking: What do you want my clothes for?

F—k.

Why is he so much like a cat?

Always looking at people with those clear, innocent eyes.

Chu Yuan grit his molars. If Ning Ruan kept staring at him, he was going to get hard.

Chu Yuan: Give me the pants and socks. I’ll wash them clean and dry them so you can put them in your backpack. You can change when the ones you’re wearing get dirty.

Chu Yuan was actually offering to wash his clothes. Ning Ruan’s round apricot eyes widened in disbelief. Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?

Chu Yuan’s expression became unnatural as he urged. Just give them to me, hurry.

Chu Yuan took the items and flipped through them, looking puzzled. Where’s your underwear?

Ning Ruan stammered, “Un-underwear you don’t need to wash my underwear.”

How could he give someone else something as personal as underwear to wash? Ning Ruan gripped the small pair of underwear in his hand tightly. I’ll wash it myself.

But Chu Yuan snatched it away. “Do you even know how to wash it?

Ning Ruan’s face turned beet red. How could he not know how to wash underwear?

Chu Yuan: I’ll wash it for you.

Ning Ruan:

Bro… you really are washing underwear with a cold face.

He even held it to his nose and sniffed it hard before washing. You’re just taking advantage of the fact that my wife can’t see, aren’t you?

I was worried he wouldn’t be able to bear washing it at all.

Did Chu-bro get hard from washing it again?

Ning Ruan sat on the rock, clutching his blanket helplessly, his face flushed a soft pink. However, he couldn’t really say anything to Chu Yuan; after all, Chu Yuan was helping him.

Ning Ning

Baby

Ruan Ruan

The voices calling for him rose one after another. Ning Ruan responded softly, I’m here.

“When he calls you, you sure answer fast, Chu Yuan remarked coolly. He put a bit more force into scrubbing the underwear.

Old man, I advise you not to take your anger out on Baby’s underwear. If you ruin it, what will Baby wear? Do you want Baby to go commando?

Commando? Let me see, let me see!

Even if Ning Ruan wasn’t the smartest, he could tell Chu Yuan was unhappy.

Why are you throwing a tantrum again? Don’t be mad at me. You’re scary when you’re angry. Ning Ruan said, puzzled, I even let you wash my underwear, so stop being grumpy.

After saying it, Ning Ruan realized how it sounded and lowered his head in chagrin.

Even though Chu Yuan was the one doing the labor, Ning Ruan made it sound as if letting him do it was a reward.

Chu Yuan wrung out the water.

Actually, that was right. He was the one washing Ning Ruan’s underwear; how could Jiang Qingfeng possibly compare to him?

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow. Holding the clean clothes in one hand, he picked Ning Ruan up with the other. He tried to soften his tone, though it remained somewhat stiff. I’m not angry with you anymore.

Now that Chu Yuan’s attitude had improved, Ning Ruan let out a soft huff. Since Chu Yuan was only using one arm to carry him, Ning Ruan uneasily wrapped his arms around Chu Yuan’s neck, separated by the blanket.

He carefully kept his feet away from Chu Yuan’s body, having learned his lesson from the previous incident with Jiang Qingfeng.

“If you want to be angry, be angry at Jiang Qingfeng,” Ning Ruan didn’t forget to sow more discord. I didn’t provoke you. Every debt has its debtor, you know?

Ning Ruan had just bathed, and his body still carried a hint of moisture. This humidity mingled with his natural fragrance, swirling around him.

Chu Yuan’s nose brushed against the soft curve of Ning Ruan’s chest. Mm, I know.

Jiang Qingfeng called for Ning Ruan; therefore, it was Jiang Qingfeng’s fault.

Ning Ruan was so well-behaved and smelled so good how could Ning Ruan ever be in the wrong?

When Jiang Qingfeng and Gu Hui followed the voices and found them, they saw Chu Yuan supporting the soft flesh of the youth’s backside, his face almost buried in the boy’s chest, greedily inhaling his scent.

Chu Yuan’s nose was practically sinking into the little widower’s “milk buns.”

He had only lost sight of Ning Ruan for less than two hours, yet another stinky man was already burying his face in Ning Ruan’s chest.

The hypocritical Jiang Qingfeng could no longer maintain his gentle and polite facade. He glared at Chu Yuan like an enraged sheepdog, as if Chu Yuan were a wolf coveting the little lamb he had raised.

Ning Ruan hadn’t noticed them yet, but Chu Yuan’s body was incredibly hot. Being pressed against him like that made Ning Ruan feel stifled and uncomfortable. He pushed at Chu Yuan, his small face flushed an enticing pink.

You get up. You’re making me so hot.

Jiang Qingfeng tried to keep his voice gentle. Baby, come here. Let me carry you.

Ning Ruan indeed didn’t want Chu Yuan to carry him anymore  Chu Yuan was like a furnace. But he didn’t want Jiang Qingfeng to carry him either. His gaze fell upon the dejected Gu Hui standing nearby.

He reached his arms out toward Gu Hui. You come and carry me.

Gu Hui snapped his head up as if he had suddenly hit the lottery. He stared blankly at Ning Ruan’s beautiful face. Was Ning Ruan calling him? Did he hear wrong?

When Gu Hui didn’t move for a long moment, Ning Ruan pursed his lips. He wasn’t that close to the white-haired puppy; perhaps the request was inappropriate.

Ning Ruan: If you don’t want to, then forget it. I’ll walk myself.

Gu Hui suddenly snapped out of it. Before Ning Ruan’s feet could even touch the ground, he was swept into Gu Hui’s arms. With bright red ears, Gu Hui held the soft Ning Ruan, feeling a heavy sense of duty.

Gu Hui held Ning Ruan and looked warily at the two predatory men beside him. Don’t worry, I won’t let them bully you.

Ning Ruan reached out and hugged Gu Hui back.

Gu Hui carried him in a daze, every step feeling like he was walking on clouds. His ears were burning intensely.

Jiang Qingfeng sneered sarcastically, It’s only because you scared Ning Ruan that Gu Hui was able to pick up the slack.

Chu Yuan ignored the sneer. He held up Ning Ruan’s clothes and shook them in front of Jiang Qingfeng. I washed Ning Ruan’s underwear.

The man’s face was cold, and his voice was icy, yet he gave off a distinct feeling of showing off.

Jiang Qingfeng replied calmly, Ning Ning called me ‘Husband’.

Chu Yuan:

Heh.