The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 87: Mercedes Benz

Chapter 87: Mercedes Benz

The carriage was a surprisingly luxurious sight for this modern man. It was a beautiful blend of sophistication and comfort, boasting plush, fluffy seats that beckoned to a certain passenger with a sensitive behind, calling him to sit and sink in.

The soft cushions seemed almost too inviting, and the fine fabric covering them was like a whisper of love straight to Xu Feng’s bottom.

As Xu Feng entered the carriage, he couldn’t help but wiggle around in the seat with an enormous grin on his face. The fluffy seats seemed like a dream come true, and he wiggled his butt in the comfortable cushioning for good measure.

Having experienced a handful of car rides and a life full of public transport in his previous world, Xu Feng hadn’t expected to enjoy the carriage ride so much. It was a delightful surprise, and he couldn’t resist the urge to indulge in the sheer comfort of the seats.

"Goodbye traumatic oxcart flashbacks," he mused, filled with a newfound appreciation for the luxuries of this world as he reveled in the joyful, bouncy comfort of the carriage’s plush seats.

The two men watching Xu Feng’s excited antics in the carriage had contrasting reactions. Xuan Yang, who had previously felt a sense of disappointment, couldn’t help but break into a subtle smirk. He found himself feeling proud of his small accomplishment.

If he had provided Xu Feng with a grander carriage, he wondered how much happier the ger would be. The fact was that he had simply given Xu Feng what was rightfully his.

The carriage belonged to the Nanshan estate, and while it was shared between three of the Xuan’s country estates, it made no sense for a mere steward, like Steward Wu, to retain such a privilege while Xu Feng, his partner in name, was subjected to oxcart rides.

The thought of this discrimination infuriated Xuan Yang, and he gritted his teeth in response. Even if he didn’t find Xu Feng’s playfulness particularly amusing, the disrespect that Steward Wu and the estate’s servants had shown him was a heavy offense.

He knew that Lady Xuan would not easily forgive them, if only for causing her to lose face.

Xuan Yang was determined to ensure that none of those who had slighted him and Xu Feng would enjoy any peace or privileges within the main house or wherever Lady Xuan dispatched them.

The cold, resolute glint in Xuan Yang’s eyes began to fade as he was once again captivated by the vision of Xu Feng reveling in the average carriage. He couldn’t help but entertain the thought of commissioning a better one for the young mistress of his family.

Xuan Jian couldn’t help but find Xu Feng absolutely adorable, his dimples on full display as he excitedly bounced around inside the carriage, rubbing his body against the carriage seats.

This attraction had taken hold from the moment they first locked eyes, and it seemed only to be growing stronger with each passing day. The magnetic connection between them was undeniable, and it was shrouded in a unique and somewhat baffling allure.

The trio’s interactions were marked by instinct and a shared resonance that went beyond mere bloodline purity.

It wasn’t just their lineage that was pulling them together; both Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang felt a similar attraction to Xu Feng as they did to each other.

While the bond between them (Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian) wasn’t as instantaneous as the one they shared with Xu Feng, it was undeniable and deepened with time.

Xuan Jian watched Xu Feng’s playful antics, unable to resist the urge to steal him away and show him the special gift he had prepared as they bid farewell to the Xuan elders.

He wasn’t a jealous person by nature, so he found himself savoring every moment of this delightful connection they were all exploring.

With a sly gleam in his eyes, Xuan Jian teased Xu Feng, "Aren’t you upset that you’ve only received a gift from one husband?"

Xu Feng was momentarily caught off guard, his face flushing as if he had just realized there were two other people present. His response was filled with a mix of embarrassment and wit, "You showed me your gift last night... and it was a good gift."

Xuan Jian’s smile radiated, filling the space with a glow that was impossible to ignore. While he often played a secondary role to the young master, in that moment, he was far from being in the shadows; he was a key character in this unfolding tale.

Xu Feng and Xuan Yang, who had been bystanders, found themselves entranced by Xuan Jian who was stealing the spotlight. Their gaze locked onto Xuan Jian, as if unable to look away from the handsome man.

Caught in the intense gaze of the grey-eyed man, Xu Feng felt as though he had stumbled on a story’s protagonist, the one with a so-called "golden finger," a man so captivating that he could make thousands of women vie for his affection and entire nations wage wars in his name.

Transmigration had certainly placed him in the midst of men whose looks defied description.

In a dazed state, Xu Feng managed to speak, "I’ll let you give me my gift tonight."

The response prompted a curious inquiry from Xuan Jian, who wore a knowing expression. Xuan Yang couldn’t help but laugh softly under his breath, finding Xu Feng’s words rather cheeky. The ger was a known pervert.

"What gift are you referring to?" Xuan Jian asked, maintaining his grin as he regarded Xu Feng. He seemed to revel in the playful exchange.

"My second husband hasn’t given me a kiss yet," Xu Feng replied, drawing attention to the unexplored area of their shared relationship.

They had ventured into many areas together, crossing boundaries that they probably shouldn’t have, but they hadn’t yet reached this particular milestone.

"Mmm," Xuan Yang agreed almost impulsively. It felt as though they were breaking all the rules, but was there even a set order to these things?

Xuan Jian, however, kept his cheerful demeanor and continued, "Until then. Now, I’ll show you another gift."