The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 222: Traumatized

Chapter 222: Traumatized

In the still hush of the early spring morning, the world outside melted into an inky veil, the line between indoors and the elusive outdoors blurred through the ambiguousness of the window paper.

The fusion of modern and ancient aesthetics, the elegant designs that once brightened his private chamber with charm and appeal, now seemed distant and unimportant to Xu Feng. They whispered of fortune and comfort, yet their sparkle failed to ease the unease brewing within him.

Despite a night of seemingly peaceful slumber and a smokescreen of calmness, a tempest raged within Xu Feng. The weight of his actions weighed heavily on his conscience, an uninvited guest casting shadows on the calm of the room.

His heart ached with the realization that, once again, he might have stirred chaos in the calm waters of lover’s hearts.

First, it was Xuan Jian, then it was indirectly Xuan Yang, and now it was directly Xuan Yang.

This wasn’t just a fleeting concern; it was a gnawing remorse that echoed through the room’s silence. His thoughts wandered through the details of his actions, replaying moments that might have inflicted hurt or distress upon the ones who held his heart.

The mayhem of his own thoughts seemed louder than the stillness outside, disrupting the harmony of the early morning.

Xuan Jian who was usually practicing at this time, still lay beside him to the right. His chest rising and falling peacefully. To the left Xuan Yang’s chest rose and fell to its own rhythm.

This should be a normal early morning performance, but Xu Feng knew with a certainty that neither of his lovers were asleep. They were both carefully monitoring him. It was an act of love, but it was one that brought shame to this ger in the middle.

In the cloak of darkness, Xu Feng lay motionless, staring at the ceiling but not seeing it, lost in the labyrinth of his mind. The pang of regret lingered, casting a shadow that veiled the comforts of his chamber.

The comfort he usually found within these walls escaped him in the early hours, leaving behind a haunting void that echoed with the weight of his own remorse.

Sure, he’d slept relatively well, sure he was feeling refreshed, sure all was well on the surface. But still, Xu Feng had vomited all over Xuan Yang’s poor little snake only hours prior.

...

First, he passed out after attempting to go down on Xuan Jian. Then he finally took the behemoth that was Xuan Yang. He felt like he was on top of the world. Both his lovers were enjoying the passion of the moment and so was he...

Until he spewed rainbows all over Xuan Yang’s lower body...

The bedding and the poor husband were spewed with rainbows, seed, and all three participant’s sweat.

He just continued to traumatize these poor men.

"Arghhh!" Xu Feng couldn’t hold the frustration in anymore. He’d been awake for a good few minutes now, and he felt both men beside him and their abnormal breaths. It was unknown if either of them had gone to sleep after the epic clean up session.

In record time, Xuan Jian reached over and rubbed the silver haired ger’s belly as if the soothing motion would keep him from shooting up any more rainbows. Even in the barely visible room, the look in Xuan Jian’s eyes made Xu Feng want to whimper in guilt.

He wanted to shout to the heavens ’I’m not dead, I’m not dying, I won’t vomit anymore!’ but the combination of both lovers’ concerns were overwhelming.

Xuan Yang stayed quiet on the other side of him, but his eyes were trained on all the right places. Looking at the belly that was not distended, then Xu Feng’s face which was calm without any gagging gestures in sight.

Xuan Yang was ready to jump into action the moment Xu Feng gave any inclination toward spewing up any more of his stomach lining. Dinner had long since left his body in addition to what little seed he had ingested.

Does ingestion via nose make sense?

"I’m not going to..." Xu Feng was almost too embarrassed to continue, but still, he soldiered on, "to, to throw up." There it was out. He could say anything. He should say something to end this conversation and reroute the topic.

"Why aren’t you out training?" He questioned more accusing than he’d intended. Still the visions from the night before were plaguing him to no end.

’To fart or to spew rainbows? The fart was obviously the lesser evil!’ Yet, here he was after making the wrong decision.

"I don’t feel up to it today." Xu Feng couldn’t help but glare at his muscle head. This man trained every single day without fail. Even in the dead of winter.

Now Xu Feng knew that he really was a cultivator, and still, the dedication Xuan Jian showed was astounding, yet today he wouldn’t be training! Xuan Jian?

The fury on Xu Feng’s face was obvious to all. His face scrunched up and ready to attack. Who? Anyone and anything most probably.

Taking one for the team, Xuan Yang was the one who tried to change the subject now. "You’re up early."

Xuan Jian catching the sharp eyes of Yang, took the hint and followed along, placating the obviously cranky ger. A cranky ger who still slept like a log after vomiting all over the bedding. "Is our Feng Feng not tired? It’s still quite early for your wake up time."

Taking the bait, Xu Feng’s attention was cleverly redirected.

It was morning. Suppppper early in the morning. Much to early to get started on his plans for the day, but it was enough to bring a smile to Xu Feng’s face. He had much planned.

As for his two lovers who had narrowly avoided a confrontation with the ger who had dirtied the covers and was now upset over it, Xu Feng looked adorable.

Yes, that Xu Feng. The same one you and I both know. The one that occasionally goes by Feng Feng. That Xu Feng.