The All-Round B-King's Retired Life

Chu Yi retired from the Space-Time Administration and carefully chose a small world to enjoy his retirement in. According to the world's script, he had a noble status, a family with deep roots, and a peaceful, elegant life full of refinement... At least, that was how it was supposed to be. Something had gone wrong. He'd gone from being the family's real young master to a disposable fake young master, and acquired an unbearable stalker debuff. Whenever he saw the protagonist, he'd periodically do inexplicable things. Burning stares, following him around, intrusive confessions... He was practically a pervert in every sense of the word. To protect his image, Chu Yi became like a sunglasses salesman, keeping his coat practically stuffed with them. As soon as the protagonist bottom appeared in his line of sight, he'd immediately take out a pair and put them on. "What's with the act?" Feng Ling glanced at Chu Yi, who seemed never to take off his sunglasses, and couldn't help rolling his eyes. But when Feng Ling rolled his eyes, Chu Yi couldn't stop himself from wanting to confess again. Soon, he picked a gorgeous, fragrant bouquet of flowers with his own hands and slowly walked over to Feng Ling. As the debuff wore off, Chu Yi pushed up his sunglasses and smoothly turned on his long legs. Then he turned to lean against a nearby tree, raised the bouquet to his nose and breathed in its scent, before gazing up at the sky at a melancholy forty-five-degree angle. Feng Ling: "..." What's with the act? Just what are you trying to pull? Even a shipping container can't hold as much as you do. Chu Yi gave a weary, bitter smile. It was fine. Everything was still under control. He could keep the situation steady. * In Feng Ling's eyes, that man was mysterious, elegant, and powerful, always looking down at him from on high. Again and again, Feng Ling probed him, never tiring of trying to drag him off his pedestal. But the man not only remained firmly above him, he also pulled Feng Ling out of the muddy swamp. Isn't that interesting? Covered in mud, Feng Ling looked at the refined, noble man within arm's reach and smiled with interest. * Come and go like the wind, light and carefree. Wind and fire, elegance colliding with vulgarity. [An elegant, all-round powerhouse top x an unconventional, mischievous protagonist bottom] Also known as "Elegance Never Goes Out of Style," "When Elegance Gets Down in the Dirt," and "Elegance in His Bones" A note for the wary: transmigrate into a book, with a focus on elegant showboating and everyday romance~ QAQ And here are some poor new novels hoping for your attention: 1. "Beast World Supermarket Owner": Somehow, I ended up becoming a god~ 2. "Model Immortal Couple [Livestream]": I achieved greatness by imitating myself~ 3. "My Husband Takes Me to Cultivate Immortality [Transmigration]": Farming on a deserted island and raising my husband~ 4. "My Poisonous Husband Is the Villain [Reborn]": Everyone in this villain family is toxic~ And there are lots more completed novels o(*￣︶￣*)o. I hope the little angels will visit my [Author Page] and pick something out~ Weibo name: Ling Yu of the Nine Feathers. You are welcome to come pull some weeds~ (flaps wings) (feathers fall) (tilts head and picks one up) (puts it on your head) (blinks) Theme: Elegance is instinct