Chapter 82: Spoiled Brat
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
When Luo Songran opened his eyes, it was close to the brightest time of noon sunlight. The light pouring into the room made him feel a bit dazzling. He instinctively frowned and used his arm to shield his eyes, completely unaware of his own strangeness.
“What’s wrong?”
He heard Duan Yizhou’s voice above him. Without thinking, he replied, “It’s a bit bright.”
As he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his gaze had collided with Duan Yizhou’s gaze, and he could clearly see Duan Yizhou’s handsome face. Ah, he hadn’t seen Duan Yizhou’s face for several days. Although they were close and cuddled, not seeing him still left a longing in his heart.
This man is really good-looking.
Luo Songran continued to stare at Duan Yizhou without shifting his gaze, pretending not to see him, and blinked innocently. “Nothing, it’s not bright.”
At this moment, he began to feel surprised in his heart. He could actually see now. Wouldn’t it be difficult to stick to Duan Yizhou? If Duan Yizhou went on business trips, would he not take him? And now that he’s on leave from school, and not allowed to go out and play, wouldn’t he be bored alone?! Should he pretend a little longer?
Duan Yizhou, who remained composed, could see through this guy’s intentions. This expression was completely different from what he usually saw when he couldn’t see. Now it was obvious, like a hungry wolf, staring at him with greedy eyes, eyes shining brightly.
So, has his vision recovered? He lowered his gaze, adjusted his glasses, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Then he closed the laptop on the desk. “You slept through the meeting for an hour before it ended. My subordinates heard you snoring.”
Luo Songran’s expression instantly froze. What, did he really snore?
“…It can’t be.” He awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth, feeling more embarrassed the more he thought about it. Could he really fall asleep in a meeting where so many people were talking? Was he a pig? Could he sleep anywhere?!
“Why not?” Duan Yizhou looked at the various expressions of this little guy, undoubtedly pleasing him. “You are my little husband. Even if you lie on the meeting table during the meeting, no one dares to say anything about you.”
Luo Songran looked at Duan Yizhou, feeling annoyed by this address. “Don’t call me little husband, it sounds bad!”
Duan Yizhou’s lips slightly curved downwards as he pushed his chair back and stood up.
Luo Songran thought Duan Yizhou was leaving and hurriedly stopped him, “Where are you going?” With a hint of anxiety, he lifted the blanket on him and sat up, quickly and accurately grabbing his hand.
And this action undoubtedly caught Duan Yizhou’s attention.
“…”
Duan Yizhou raised an eyebrow. There was a moment of awkwardness in the air.
Luo Songran politely withdrew his hand, pretending as if nothing had happened, and sat back in the recliner. He calmly touched the edge of the recliner and then pretended to be blind, slowly getting up. “I thought you were leaving when I heard your chair move.”
Even to make Duan Yizhou believe him, he intentionally walked towards the edge of the table, creating a sense of tension as if he was about to bump into it.
After all, Duan Yizhou definitely wouldn’t want him to bump into it.
Duan Yizhou saw through all the tricks of this little guy and shook his head helplessly. Wasn’t this intentional? He could clearly see, but pretended not to see, teasing him. Then he saw Luo Songran deliberately trying to bump into the table, frowned slightly.
“I’m not leaving.” He stepped forward and blocked the edge of the table with his hand. “Be careful, you almost bumped into it.”
Luo Songran glanced at him sneakily, seeing him still nervously guarding the edge of the table to prevent him from bumping into it. He felt secretly delighted, it seemed that he hadn’t been found out.
“Then you have to hold me so I won’t bump into anything.” He reached out his hand towards Duan Yizhou.
Listening to Luo Songran’s coquetry, Duan Yizhou reached out his hand towards him, gently laughed, and though his tone was somewhat helpless, it was full of indulgence. He reached out, grasped his hand, and gently pulled him towards himself, then bent down and whispered softly:
“My little spoiled brat.”
By the French windows, the tall alpha embraced the slender young man in front of him. Despite the significant difference in their sizes, there was no sense of oppression, but rather an indescribable beauty. The man’s low and laughing teasing words echoed in Luo Songran’s ears, making his ears numb. At this moment, he desperately wanted to see Duan Yizhou’s expression.
The more mature and loyal a man is, the more fatally attractive he becomes, especially when he’s saying sweet words. To him, Duan Yizhou was attractive in this way. This older alpha had a kind of contradictory sexiness, with behavior and speech being gentle and polite, but underneath, there was a hidden ruthlessness. This kind of ruthlessness was the most deadly for him.
It’s like Duan Yizhou completely knows how to handle him, deliberately provoking him but also being able to coax him well. He doesn’t understand why he can be so easily appeased by Duan Yizhou when he’s angry. He’s not ignorant of what liking someone is, but what he used to know was too superficial. It’s with Duan Yizhou that he feels that deep connection, both physically and emotionally. Duan Yizhou has completely figured him out.
“I’m not…” Luo Songran murmured softly, although he said so, his lips were already smiling uncontrollably.
Duan Yizhou chuckled, “So you don’t like being called little husband?”
“I don’t want to!” Luo Songran heard the address again and glared at Duan Yizhou without a good temper. “I don’t like this address. I’m a man, please don’t call me little.”
Duan Yizhou shrugged innocently, “It’s not me, it’s how my subordinates call you.”
“They all call me that?” Luo Songran looked puzzled.
Duan Yizhou nodded seriously, “Yes, word of mouth. Maybe after just now, everyone in the company will start calling you that.”
Luo Songran’s face was expressionless, showing a sense of resignation. He wrinkled his face, “It really doesn’t sound good. If you want to call me, why add ‘little’? What’s the emphasis? It’s insulting!”
Duan Yizhou leaned back against the desk, then pulled the little guy into his lap, nodded seriously, “Indeed, husband is husband. Why add ‘little’, right?”
“Yeah, adding ‘little’ really sounds like…” Luo Songran hesitated, “like a mistress.”
“Should I send a group message to let them change it?”
Luo Songran quickly waved his hand, as if facing a formidable enemy, “No, no, no. Do we really need to send a group message for this?”
“If you’re unhappy, it’s very important to me. If this address makes you unhappy, then I must deal with it seriously and make them change it. I can’t let you stay unhappy during your pregnancy. It’s my responsibility because I love you,” Duan Yizhou said more seriously, as if it were a serious matter.
The little guy was still at a disadvantage due to his young age and maybe a bit dull during pregnancy. Luo Songran really believed it, thinking that Duan Yizhou would handle such a trivial matter seriously because he cared about a name. He suddenly felt worried. If Duan Yizhou sent it to the group chat, no one would dare to say anything to Duan Yizhou, they would definitely talk about him. What if they called him petty?
“…In that case, let’s just go with ‘little husband’?” Luo Songran stood between Duan Yizhou’s legs, tugged at his clothes, and looked up at him.
Feeling Luo Songran’s cautious gaze, Duan Yizhou’s gentle eyes became even more affectionate. He slowed down his tone and asked, “Baby, do I look good today?”
The little pregnant husband was once again at the mercy of the older man’s complete manipulation, his methods deep in cunning.
Luo Songran nodded blankly, “You look good.”
Then he saw Duan Yizhou’s fingertips brush against his eye corner, and when he was at a loss as to what was going on, he smiled and said, “Now you can see.”
Luo Songran was speechless. Damn, he brushed off Duan Yizhou’s hand irritably, “Are you teasing me again?”
“No, I’m really worried about you.” Duan Yizhou dared not provoke the little guy’s temper, so he pulled him into his arms again and coaxed, “I’m just worried that I won’t be able to find out about your condition in time.”
“Who says so? Mr. Duan’s eyes are very sharp. He noticed I could see early on and still teased me. Then he’s so narcissistic to ask me if he looks good today, so vain!” Luo Songran leaned close to his ear and snarled.
Duan Yizhou suppressed a laugh, “You’re so fierce.”
Luo Songran’s expression changed, his eyebrows furrowed, “You said I’m fierce again. Do you not like me anymore?” After saying that, he sighed and shook his head, “It’s like this now, but what can I do? Bound by the marriage certificate, restricted by the child, I’m not myself anymore.”
“How are you not yourself anymore? You’re still you, still a little fierce.” Duan Yizhou knew he couldn’t resist teasing this little guy, knowing that coaxing him would take much longer than provoking him.
“You’re making fun of me.” Luo Songran stared at Duan Yizhou, his lips pursed, as if he might burst into tears the next second.
“No, I love you very much.”
“You think I’m fierce.”
“No, when you’re fierce, you’re not fierce at all.”
“Nonsense.”
“What I said just now was indeed nonsense.”
Luo Songran felt that he couldn’t gain any advantage over Duan Yizhou in terms of verbal skills. At the beginning, he could take advantage of this man, but now he’s the only one being fooled. Perhaps this is the difference in learning ability between a top student and a bottom student. Top students easily grasp the essence and progress quickly, while bottom students regress without practice. If a bottom student is also pregnant, it’s probably not as simple as ‘one pregnancy, three years of stupidity’, it might even double.
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and then he couldn’t help but think about being kidnapped a few days ago. Originally, he didn’t think much of it, but now he inexplicably felt uncomfortable, “I think I’m going to cry.”
Duan Yizhou suddenly heard Luo Songran say this and couldn’t help but feel amused. But seeing his eyes reddening, he felt sorry and asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
However, it was indeed necessary to go to the hospital to check his vision.
“Yeah, I feel uncomfortable inside,” Luo Songran touched his chest and said with a sobbing voice. He couldn’t control his tears anymore. “You’re not comforting me anymore, and you keep saying things like that. I don’t like it when you talk to me like that.”
Duan Yizhou felt remorseful seeing him cry like this. He regretted teasing him like this and quickly wiped away Luo Songran’s tears with his fingertips, “I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to.”
It’s just because he’s too cute, and his personality has become even cuter after getting pregnant. Duan Yizhou couldn’t help himself.
“But it shouldn’t be like this…” Luo Songran finally couldn’t hold back and cried out loud, but still whispered because of face-saving concerns. He buried his face in Duan Yizhou’s chest, “Please don’t tease me like this anymore. It’s easy to hurt my self-esteem. I’m very fragile right now.”
Duan Yizhou almost laughed again but managed to hold it back, tightly biting his lip from the angle where Luo Songran couldn’t see, he dared not to laugh. He didn’t know why he enjoyed teasing this guy to tears. It was his quirky taste.
But since the little guy said so, he naturally had to restrain himself a bit.
Although even when he’s accusing, he’s still so adorable, he’s really becoming more and more adorable.
“It’s my fault, not yours. I just find it cute when you’re angry or crying, so I can’t help but want to tease you,” Duan Yizhou gently rubbed the back of his head, not exerting too much force, as the back of the head is quite fragile now. “I won’t do it again.”
“So you tease me because you find me cute and make me cry?” Luo Songran lifted his head and asked.
Duan Yizhou lowered his gaze, seeing his eyelashes fluttering, still with tears, he wiped them away with the back of his hand, “Yes, cute.”
“So I’m not really fierce?”
Actually, Duan Yizhou wanted to say that he’s a bit fierce, but he didn’t dare to say it again. He smiled, “Yes, not fierce at all, super cute.”
Only then did Luo Songran relax his eyebrows and lips, smiling, “Well, I’m not so angry anymore. I forgive you.”
“Thank you, baby.” Duan Yizhou thought to himself that this little guy really cries when he says he’ll cry and laughs when he says he’ll laugh. His emotions are transparent. Some people may not be able to accept such a personality, but for him, the more rational a person is, the more he needs someone who can make him lose control.
This little beta is the one who can make him lose control and lose his sanity. He bent down and kissed Luo Songran.
A gentle and tender kiss without any heat, as if blending with the bright sunlight outside the window, making one feel surrounded by gentleness and warmth.
After kissing for a while, when Luo Songran wanted to continue, he saw Duan Yizhou leaving his lips. He looked up in confusion, “Is it over so soon?”
“Little guy, next time I bend down to kiss you, please tiptoe again,” Duan Yizhou said.
Luo Songran heard him say this and glared at him angrily, “I’m not that short!”
Duan Yizhou laughed, “This kind of kiss is called mutual effort.” Saying that, he bent down again, grabbed the back of his neck, and kissed him once more.
This time, Luo Songran tiptoed. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the tall alpha bent down, and the slender beta tiptoed, deepening their kiss. It’s not about height, but about mutual response.
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