The Delicate Sweet Top is Always Targeted by the Villain [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 10

“You don’t need to follow these unreasonable rules in front of me.”

Bai Xingluo was momentarily dazed. For some reason, he suddenly recalled memories from a long time ago.

These rules, which are unreasonable but deemed reasonable, are written into the Empire’s textbooks. Almost every Zerg is indoctrinated with them from a young age and adheres to this set of principles.

He used to think it was incredibly unfair, but since everyone around him was the same, all resources were skewed toward the males.

In the academy, males could even bully females at will without receiving any punishment.

It was all because males are rare; therefore, they naturally believe they have the right to enjoy such unfairness and irrationality.

He tried to escape, to make himself stronger, and to climb to a broader social stratum.

But no matter how hard he worked, males could still tower over—or even trample upon—the paths paved by females, claiming the fruits of their labor as their own.

He would never hold any expectations for males again.

At the academy, he was always the best.

Having superior mental power was just the foundation; he trained day and night, trading his flesh and blood for that dazzling position.

Yet, this seemingly indestructible existence could be easily shattered by a single accident.

It seemed as though all his efforts had turned into a joke.

Looking at the verdict that decided his fate, in that moment, he wanted to fiercely tear apart everything he had once protected.

Until Tong Sui appeared, walking firmly toward him, like a ray of sunlight piercing the darkness, pulling him out of the gloomy, damp corner.

The seed buried deep in his heart, which had been nearly dried up and dead, was picked up by the wind. After a long journey, it finally landed on his island.

So it turned out he just hadn’t landed in the soil that belonged to him.

Bai Xingluo sat there, seemingly lost in his own world, remaining motionless for a long time.

Tong Sui reached out and waved his hand in front of those light blue eyes, leaning in slightly. “Are you listening to me?”

The sudden proximity brought Bai Xingluo back to his senses.

His eyelashes fluttered in a panic, and his back hit the chair, the slight pain in his spine helping him stabilize his mind.

“Apologies, My Lord.”

Tong Sui didn’t seem to care about his discourtesy at all. Instead, he piled a bowl full of breakfast for him and curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction. “Alright, eat up.”

Bai Xingluo’s throat bobbed.

His Male Lord not only let him sit down but also served him food, making him feel dazed, as if he were still in a dream. Everything was too beautiful.

He had been in prison just yesterday.

Tong Sui ate with refined manners, chewing slowly, and a look of infectious happiness would unconsciously flow from his eyes.

Being by his side, one seemed to become happy, too.

Bai Xingluo could have endured loneliness and darkness before he met the light, but the thought of returning to that darkness made it unbearable now.

Tong Sui didn’t have a large appetite.

He had tasted a little bit of everything, which was already more than his usual portion.

“I’m full.”

He had only finished a small portion of the table full of breakfast.

Tong Sui had originally worried about wasting food, but he had clearly underestimated a military female’s appetite.

As if he had received a command, Bai Xingluo accelerated his eating speed.

The remaining breakfast all went into Bai Xingluo’s stomach.

Military females have a high energy consumption, so it didn’t show on Bai Xingluo that he had eaten so much.

If anything, he still had that standard magazine-model physique that many would envy, with his proportions and muscle definition just right.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Tong Sui stood up, cleared the bowls and chopsticks, and said, “Go sit on the side for a while and wait for me. I’ll take care of these.”

Interstellar smart appliances were very advanced, but in his dilapidated, primitive house, the only home robot was broken.

For now, he had to rely on hand-washing.

However, before his fingers could even touch the edge of the bowls, they were gathered up by a pair of hands with a swish-swish-swish—Bai Xingluo’s speed was too fast.

“My Lord, let me handle these.”

“…”

Bai Xingluo had already been troubled enough with the breakfast; making him wash the dishes made Tong Sui feel useless, like a freeloader who didn’t contribute anything.

But before Tong Sui could argue, the dishes had already been taken into the kitchen.

Bai Xingluo’s movements were efficient. Even while doing mundane housework, the flowing lines under his slightly rolled-up sleeves and his lowered, desolate gaze were as beautiful as a painting.

It wasn’t hard to imagine such a spirited person drenched in sweat on the training grounds.

He naturally possessed such powerful charm and would surely stand in the highest, most dazzling position like a blade quenched in ice.

Bai Xingluo was fast, and Tong Sui didn’t have to wait long before everything was neatly organized.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw the familiar little medical kit placed in front of Tong Sui. “Injuries can’t be taken lightly; applying medicine in time helps them heal faster.”

“Yes.”

Bai Xingluo walked to Tong Sui’s side proficiently, feeling the fragrance emanating from the other.

This wasn’t the first time he had smelled this faint scent, but every time they were close, it felt like a whirlpool, dragging him down and leaving him intoxicated.

“Shall I help you apply it?”

“I’ll do it myself.”

Bai Xingluo retrieved the medicine almost immediately, as if afraid of touching this “flood dragon and savage beast.”

Tong Sui laughed twice in his heart.

He had thought the other party wasn’t that repulsed by him anymore, but looking at this reaction, it was exactly as written in the book—extremely repulsed by the proximity of any male.

His gaze fell on the red marks, which were barely visible as injuries now; last night, they had been ferocious-looking scratches.

He figured after this application, he wouldn’t need to use the medicine again.

After applying the medicine, Tong Sui went to the room to change his clothes.

He took off his pajamas, picked a simple, casual white top and black pants from his meager wardrobe, and headed out.

He looked young; after changing out of formal wear, he looked like a college student.

In fact, he was about that age. He was youthful, bright, and vibrant, standing next to the cold-looking Bai Xingluo.

Both possessed outstanding looks, yet they had completely different temperaments.

Not to mention that Tong Sui was a rare, beautiful male, naturally attracting many curious gazes.

Some even collided with each other because they were peeking at Tong Sui. Others were restless, but because of the pressure from the military female beside him, they didn’t dare to approach.

“Why does he look so familiar?”

“Are you crazy? You can’t even recognize Bai Xingluo? They say the one beside him is his Male Lord.”

“He’s so good-looking. But they’re shopping at a furniture mall? Are they really together? Isn’t there a rumor that Bai Xingluo hates males?”

“Who could resist when there’s such a beautiful male by his side?”

“My wings are itching just looking at him. Help! My legs are going to go soft, and I’m about to kneel before that Male Lord!”

“Do you think he still needs secondary females?”

Bai Xingluo narrowed his eyes, and the air pressure dropped low enough to drip water.

The Zergs around them felt an overwhelming pressure, a presence like the low growl of an ancient behemoth, invisibly making them almost unable to breathe.

Some females hunched their backs—especially those who had just been mouthing off—and curled up on the ground in pain, struggling to maintain their forms.

Even military females with high mental power levels felt suffocated.

No one dared to look directly at the source of the fear.

Yet, Tong Sui beside him was completely unaffected. His attention was entirely captured by the dazzling array of goods in the mall.

Or rather, he simply didn’t care about the gazes of others.

Tong Sui was like a harmless herbivore with very low sensitivity; even if a large carnivore were approaching, he wouldn’t have the slightest bit of vigilance.

“Bai Xingluo.”

Tong Sui called out lightly, and the lethal pressure vanished instantly.

The suffocating females finally had a chance to catch their breath.

They saw Bai Xingluo, who could easily crush them to death, following obediently beside the young male, leaning down slightly to listen, indifferent and gentle, with tenderness hidden in his eyes.

“My Lord, what is it?”

It was as if everything they had just experienced was a mere illusion.

They couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe for this Male Lord who had managed to tame Bai Xingluo!

Tong Sui lay face-up on the soft double bed, his body almost sinking into the plush quilt. The warm yellow tone was exceptionally cozy.

“Want to come try it out?”

It was the largest bed in the store.

Bai Xingluo walked over in a daze and sat down gently, his spine still straight as a pine tree.

“Mm, very comfortable.”

If it were a double bed, would there be a day when he could sleep beside his Male Lord?

Just as he was lost in thought, a force suddenly wrapped around his waist. He tensed up reflexively, but in the last second before struggling, he remembered who it was and let his body follow the force backward.

He was afraid of hurting Tong Sui, who looked so fragile.

They faced each other.

Tong Sui’s bright, beautiful face was inches away, so close that he could clearly see even his eyelashes. His round eyes were curved into a smile like little hooks.

“Trying a bed isn’t tested like that; this is how you truly feel it.”

Tong Sui reached out and patted his stiff shoulder. “Don’t be so reserved. Let me guess—you don’t sleep this obediently, right?”

Obedient.

Bai Xingluo’s ears burned upon hearing this word. Not only did his body not relax, but it also tensed up even more.

This was the first time he had heard such a word used to describe him; everything else had been fear, awe, or admiration and worship.

Yet Tong Sui was open to him.

It made him feel that even if he committed some presumptuous or out-of-line actions, he would be met with a response.

Let’s be disobedient just this once.

Bai Xingluo reached out, his hand landing on Tong Sui’s waist. He wanted to touch firmly, but without permission, his fingers hovered tentatively.

“Hmm?”

Tong Sui blinked. “What’s wrong?”

Bai Xingluo lowered his eyes, his cold, silver hair as gentle as water. A flush seemed to fly onto the corners of his cool eyes.

His voice was hoarse and very low, as if he had practiced it countless times in his heart before finally speaking.

“My Lord, may I hold you while I try it?”