The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 440: The Fox Is on Fire

Chapter 440: The Fox Is on Fire

The mountain path stretched out ahead, adorned with the vibrant hues of autumn. The medium sized carriage trundled along the winding road, its inconspicuous form blending seamlessly into the surroundings.

Pulled by average rental horses, neither remarkable nor underwhelming, the carriage made its way across the near virgin pathway.

Not all horses could be pure breed stallions of perfect color and temperament like Xuan Jian or Xuan Yang’s horses. It was also hard to come across a white beauty like the one gifted to Bai Mo as a child, but these horses were hard working.

They seemed to be uncomfortable under Xu Hu Zhe’s guidance, but they moved onward still, following the coachman with skill.

Inside the carriage, an air of tension hung palpably. The coachman, his features concealed behind a silver white mask, furrowed his brows as he occasionally turned his head, as if straining to hear something from within.

Despite his efforts, the world outside seemed to hold little importance compared to whatever was transpiring within the carriage.

What secrets were being exchanged in that confined space? The events of the last week weighed heavily on the coachman’s mind, casting a shadow over his usual quiet restraint.

Bai Mo was respectable in mannerisms, or at least he had been before last week... As for Xu Zeng, this was the greatest source of trouble. He was uninterested in most people, but he did get along with Bai Mo, and again, that scene from the week before...

Meanwhile, inside the carriage, Xu Zeng found himself grappling with a surge of desire that seemed to consume his thoughts.

He ran his finger across his own lips before daring to trace the same path across Bai Mo’s. Words failed him in that moment, as they often did.

Whether in Sun Village, the apocalyptic world, or since his arrival at Nanshan Estate, Xu Zeng had never been particularly adept with words.

His thoughts on any self improvement were eclipsed by the overwhelming urge to taste the fox before him.

It all began with a thought, but he hoped it would end with action.

Parting his lips, Xu Zeng summoned the only word that seemed to cover his desire: "Taste?" It was a simple utterance, but it carried the weight of his longing and the haze of his desires.

Bai Mo, his already cheeks flushed with embarrassment yet less fearful than before, offered no verbal response.

Instead, he conveyed his permission through actions rather than words, his hands moving to the back of Xu Zeng’s neck as he closed the distance between them.

As Bai Mo’s fingers brushed against the nape of Xu Zeng’s neck, a spark seemed to ignite between them.

It was like kindling to a fire that already burned with fervor, but one Bai Mo tried his hardest to keep in check.

It was like a famous love story like those told in a grand manner by the storytellers of Jinghua’s famed tea shops. It was a tale of love transcending boundaries, of a mortal turned bloodline carrier like Bai Mo entwined with an immortal beast like Xu Zeng.

Their destinies would connect in an embrace that defied social norms, and their love told for generations to come. It all felt so surreal, but even if it were less magical, Bai Mo would still want this, whatever it was.

With a tender yet passionate touch, Bai Mo closed the distance between them, his heart pounding in rhythm with Xu Zeng’s. Their lips met in a gentle, sweet kiss, igniting a cascade of emotions that swept through them like a whirlwind.

It was a kiss filled with longing and passion, with the promise of something that knew no bounds. Yet at the same time, it was just a touch of lips—maybe Bai Mo was just too excited.

As their kiss deepened, Bai Mo felt a surge of delight coursing through him washing away the confusion, mingling with the sweet sensation of their lips meeting.

It was a sensation unlike any other, a blend of softness and warmth that left him breathless and wanting more. Kang Han had led him to believe a kiss was only wet... wet and forceful.

But just as their kiss began to intensify with the silver haired ger’s nibbles, the carriage beneath them shook violently, jolting them back to reality.

Bai Mo’s eyes snapped open in confusion, his heart racing as he felt the change in terrain. But Xu Zeng wasn’t done yet.

The silver haired ger leaned back into the other ger before whispering, "Very sweet."

As the second kiss began, it felt different, Xu Zeng’s boldness grew, his lips exploring Bai Mo’s with a mixture of curiosity and desire.

He felt Bai Mo’s lips part beneath his own, and a low noise escaped from the red fox’s throat, causing Xu Zeng’s eyes to snap open in delight.

He wanted more.

With a mischievous grin, he continued to explore, his tongue tracing the outline of Bai Mo’s lips until he found an opening.

A thrill coursed through Bai Mo as Xu Zeng’s tongue slipped past his lips, igniting a fire within him that he could hardly contain. He clutched at Xu Zeng, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

In that moment, there was no room for hesitation or doubt—there was only the undeniable pull between them, drawing them closer with each passing second.

Their bodies pressed together, the heat of their passion radiating between them as their fingers tangled in each other’s hair.

Xu Zeng’s touch centered on the two red fox ears atop Bai Mo’s head, and wouldn’t be redirected. This caress sent shivers down Bai Mo’s spine, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure and embarrassment from the red fox.

Despite the increasing intensity of their kiss, the rocking of the carriage beneath them grew more pronounced, a reminder of the world outside their private moment.

Reluctantly, Xu Zeng began to draw back from the kiss, his eyes still filled with longing as he gazed at Bai Mo.