Chapter 310: The Eighteenth Day in the ABO World

Chapter 310: The Eighteenth Day of Transmigrating into the ABO World

An Yi tilted his head, shooting him a sideways glance, a sly smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Mm, a deduction system. As the sugar daddy, if I'm not satisfied with my little lover's performance, points get docked. When they hit zero..." He drew out the words on purpose.

"Wait! No, bro, I messed up!" Wei Yang immediately panicked, totally dropping the whole "inspection" and "sugar daddy" bit. He scrambled over to An Yi's side, leaning in toward the shoulder he'd just bumped, and blew on it in a panic with two quick puffs, his voice all frantic: "No pain, no pain! Blow it away! Bro, don't dock points!"

Watching him try to make up for it, An Yi couldn't help but chuckle softly. "You trying to soothe a little kid?"

Wei Yang stared at his smile, totally dazed for a second, forgetting the whole points thing. He just grinned like an idiot along with him, then scooted even closer to walk beside him on the way back to the parking lot. Their shadows stretched out under the streetlights, looking all tangled together.

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"《So I Proposed a Sugar Arrangement and the Top-Tier Alpha Agreed to Play Sugar Daddy》 by Wei Yang"

"What is this, a light novel?"

"Yosh! So this means they're a thing now, right?!"

"Of course! They're moving faster than the main couple!"

"Nah, they just got together and only kissed on the cheek. An Da and Xiao Yu over there are already all over each other with kissing and hugging—they're basically about to go all the way!!!"

"All the way where?!"

"Xiao Yu: Even if we do go all the way, we're still just friends~~"

["Time to 'check the goods'!!!" An Yi, you've gone bad! But I love it!]

"Playing sugar daddy games~ Who knew you two were like this, An Yi and Wei Yang!"

"Everyone says high schoolers are... purer than diamonds... Well, Wei Yang, only a year into college, is no slouch either! BA! (smirk.jpg)"

"Wei Yang! An Yi! Show us!"

"AB! How many times do I gotta say it!"

"..."

An Yi: ...

After driving Wei Yang back to the school gate and watching him walk into campus—glancing back every few steps with a goofy grin—An Yi finally drove off.

As for Wei Yang, the excitement and joy he'd been holding in all night exploded the second he stepped through the gates.

He didn't go straight to the dorm. Instead, he bolted for the track.

At night, the track was full of people doing their evening runs.

Wei Yang ran like he had endless energy, sprinting around the track. The wind whipped past his ears, but it couldn't wipe the smile off his face or cool the fire inside him.

He'd actually... really... started dating bro?!

Even though it was a "fake" sugar arrangement, bro played along! He even did the roleplay! And let him kiss his cheek!

They were totally dating now!

The happiness hit him so hard he ran lap after lap until he had nothing left. Panting, he stopped, hands on his knees, a grin he couldn't fight still plastered on his face.

When he finally caught his breath and got back to the dorm—soaked in sweat and glowing with barely hidden joy—he instantly got everyone's attention.

"Third bro, you're back? Movie that good?" one roommate asked casually.

An Xuan looked up from his game too, and seeing Wei Yang's grinning, just-won-the-lottery face, his heart dropped with a wild guess: "Wei Yang... you... you and my second brother... you didn't actually..."

Wei Yang took a deep breath, stood in the middle of the dorm, chest puffing, and announced at full volume: "Guys! I declare! I, Wei Yang, am officially dating bro starting today!!"

"..."

All the roommates just stared with their mouths open.

A few seconds later.

"Holy shit?!"

"Seriously?!"

"You actually scored President An?! That An Yi?!"

And An Xuan, after a second of shock, let out a gut-wrenching scream: "Aaaaaah—! Wei Yang! You really are my sister-in-law now!!!"

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Wei Yang's hype about the relationship lasted a whole week, with no sign of dying down—if anything, it got worse.

He'd talk about "bro" eight hundred times a day in the dorm, from "bro loves me so much today" to "bro said my basketball game is fire," going on and on without stopping.

The roommates went from shock and outrage to numb, used-to-it, blank-faced endurance as Wei Yang's "bro" assault went on.

Roommates: "..."

For real!

Wei Yang is exactly the kind of person you hate once they start dating!

All day long, "my boo did this, my boo did that~"

Who even cares?

So freaking annoying!

Hah! Love-struck idiot!

And of course, this wave of passion reached An Yi's side too.

His phone buzzed more often now, the messages going from daily updates to the bold, shameless flirting that came with a confirmed relationship.

[Bro~ Morning! Another day of super liking bro! (sun.jpg)]

[Bro, class is over! You miss me? (puppy tilting head.jpg)]

[Bro, wanna go on a date this weekend?]

[Bro, caught An Xuan slacking again today! I'm keeping an eye on him for you! (attached: blurry pic of An Xuan secretly gaming.jpg)]

[Kiss! Kiss! A huge kiss!]

An Yi read these messages, easily picturing the goofy look on Wei Yang's face as he sent them.

This was the first time he'd ever been spammed with texts in a relationship...

That afternoon, An Yi got off work early, remembering Wei Yang had mentioned earlier that his department had basketball practice.

He had the driver pull up near the university gym.

He got out of the car, walked into the gym, and found a seat.

Soon, the students in training trickled out of another entrance in twos and threes.

Wei Yang stood out among them, wearing a red basketball jersey and shorts that showed off his lean, muscular arms and calves, his tall frame standing straight.

An Yi squinted—damn, that was a sight.

Wei Yang held a basketball against his chest, his hair damp with sweat, a few strands stuck to his broad forehead, his face flushed from the workout and lit up with joy as he laughed and chatted with his teammates.

Looked like they'd already played a game; this was halftime.

An Yi's eyes lingered on him for a moment.

He had to admit, this kid on the court was seriously eye-catching, like a burning flame.

Just then, a teammate said something, patted Wei Yang on the shoulder, and pointed at a few cases of sports drinks stacked nearby.

Wei Yang immediately flashed a grin, showing a row of white teeth, and without a word, easily hoisted a heavy case in each hand, striding off with smooth, quick moves, his arm muscles flexing slightly from the effort.