The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 212: Still Wanted

Chapter 212: Still Wanted

Emerging from the steaming bath, Xu Feng’s mind remained a wild sea of thoughts, refusing to ease into the relaxation he was desperately craving. The waters of the bath, usually a sanctuary for destressing, failed to wash away the worries and tensions clouding his thoughts. The air hung heavy with the anticipation of a brewing storm.

His husbands, Xuan Jian—the iceberg with a big heart, and Xuan Yang—the aloof young master with a domineering president streak, were both obviously frustrated. Xu Feng had gone to the back mountains after making sure they were both preoccupied.

During his cultivation session in the back mountains of the Nanshan estate, Xu Feng had truly understood the charms of meditation. His always hyperactive thoughts had been calm. The waves always threatening to drown him were finally calm. It was actually a case of out of sight out of mind.

Coming from a state of such peace, Xu Feng felt like he could see the world from a bird’s eye view. All the things he worried about in the past seem to be so insignificant. But, at the same time, the return of all his thoughts was overwhelming.

Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang, radiated frustration—a nearly physical tension that lingered in the air like an unspoken question. Xu Feng knew he couldn’t evade the repercussions of his escapade, even with Bai Mo staying overnight at Nanshan estate.

He had carved out a temporary relief for himself, but the impending confrontation loomed. But it was only temporary.

As he gazed into the bronze mirror, steam still rising in tendrils, he didn’t notice the striking figure reflected within—his own silver-haired, androgynous beauty was an image he bypassed.

Instead, the mirror reflected fleeting images of a blushing Xuan Jian, the promise of a meal to revitalize his stamina bringing a soft warmth to his cheeks, and the rare, subtle grin on Xuan Yang’s face. They were his, his cherished ones, he should cherish them more.

In that moment, Xu Feng felt gratitude for the unconventional arrangement they shared. Their relationship, although unconventional by some...most standards, held a unique depth and significance that surpassed norms. Their bond was special, marked by a genuine connection that ignored the confines of traditional boundaries.

If that wasn’t the case, what were they still doing together? Why were both men so frustrated by his disappearance? There was no bun in his oven, so that couldn’t be the reason. The only other logical reason was affection, they were worried about him.

Acknowledging that insecurities and doubts could corrupt any relationship, he resolved not to let his fears obstruct his chase for happiness, it made no sense. Their relationship wasn’t any less special just because they weren’t living in monogamy.

If need be, he would have a bun, and run with the bun. If he was smart about it, no matter where he settled he and his bun could live a good and modest life. He, his bun, and his adopted Xu family. They would be able to live a good life!

As droplets of moisture glistened on his outstretched hands, Xu Feng began to channel his wood abilities. A vibrant green energy coursed through his veins, pouring out from within him in a display of radiant power. It was an exhilarating sensation, an indescribable euphoria to physically sense the power within him.

If he could steal the Xuan ancestor on the back mountain or hide in the space, that would be even better.

For the first time, Xu Feng could tangibly "see" or perceive his abilities in action. It wasn’t just feeling his abilities through the flora he spawned.

The grin that spread across his face was one of unrestrained delight. Could this newfound advancement, honed under the guidance of the Xuan ancestor, lead him to cultivate immortality? The notion teased the corners of his thoughts, a enticing possibility that stirred his spirit with excitement and ambition.

This was only the first session with the old man version of Xuan Yang, who didn’t actually look old...okay, that was a mouthful for no reason.

Despite the slippery turns his mind took, Xu Feng was beyond excited as the wood abilities surged and coated his epidermis. The external layer of his skin felt warm and tingly, and his heart felt giddy.

The Xuan ancestor was quite temperamental, very similar to Xuan Yang in this, but it wasn’t something Xu Feng found annoying. In fact, he quite liked teasing Xuan Yang until his mask was shaken. It took a special skill, a skill a certain pampered silver haired ger prided himself in having.

"Knock, knock, knock," The sound jolted Xu Feng back from the mirror realm back to reality, the green energy seeping back into his skin.

All questions of cultivating immortality vanishing back to the background. He would have to try to see if it was possible.

Xu Feng’s gaze flicked towards the door of the bathroom, his eyes squinting slightly in curiosity. This personal bathroom was a secluded haven, accessible solely through his own bedroom. Who could be seeking him out in such a private space?

It had to be either Xuan Jian or Xuan Yang, the only ones who would intrude without ceremony. Xu Si or Xu San would undoubtedly announce their presence and intent. Besides the two girls should be unloading their purchases from Yilin town, and preparing for dinner.

Without dwelling on it further, Xu Feng’s voice rang out, a casual invitation to whoever stood on the other side of the door, "Come in."

The response was immediate—a swift and eager entry into the enclosed room as soon as permission was granted.

As the figure stepped inside, it revealed itself to be none other than Xuan Jian. His arrival paused abruptly as his gaze fell upon the vision in front of him—the stunning figure of Xu Feng, catching him off guard and stealing his thoughts away in an instant.

Xu Feng couldn’t help but smirk as Xuan Jian stepped in and swallowed audibly, a glimmer of appreciation reflecting in his eyes. There was a hint of desire there, tucked beneath the controlled facade of the usually composed man.

The thought that he could still stir such reactions thrilled Xu Feng. Even as an iceberg had a day full of play with their other partner, Xuan Yang, the obvious admiration in Xuan Jian’s gaze was a treasure.

It was a moment of validation, an unspoken acknowledgment that Xu Feng held an irresistible allure, even in a state that could be compared to a wet dog.

This look was priceless, he knew he was wanted. Beyond a doubt.