8 The Morning After

The young master was sexually attracted to gers who looked like "men," is what Si had told Xu Feng. But after his encounter last night, Xu Feng was certain there was more to that statement.

A LOT MORE to that statement.

The young master was probably into gers who looked like his best friend, his servant, his second in command —gers that looked like Xuan Jian.

He wasn't sure how long the two had known each other, but Xu Feng had probably started venting his youthful "energies" on gers that resembled the other man when he felt their relationship was hopeless.

When their feelings became mutual, Xu Feng had no idea, and he wasn't sure anyone else would know other than the two protagonists of this play.

They obviously didn't just make this trip to Nanshan to scope out Xu Feng. They were also here together to have some time alone as a couple. This was why all the servants and guards around Xuan Yang's quarters were dismissed, so they could have some alone time before his mother came.

Xu Feng had been enthralled in the love line he created for the two men, that he could hardly sleep the entire night. Most would think he was nervous about the meeting with his future mother-in-law, but the pervert was more interested in being a voyeur.

The image of the two strong bodies colliding repeatedly was all he could think about the night before. The water swishing, and the moans. It was too much for Xu Feng.

He never would have guessed the young master was so toned underneath all that fine material. Xuan Yang was toned and skilled with his small sword, from all the groaning and writhing Xuan Jian was doing.

Xu Feng was still in a daze as he dressed the next morning. He was completely shocked the night before and hurriedly fled to his own room. Now even in his confused state, he wished he had peeked a bit more at the chiseled, lean bodies.

*Sigh*

"Master Xu, are you well?" San asked with worry, he looked very tired with dark circles visible under his eyes.

"The madam seemed a bit upset when she left last time, but I'm sure she will be in a better mood this time with the young master here. There is nothing to worry about."

"Mmhmm," the still-sleepy Si added. "The young master is her only son, and she cherishes him. You both seem to get along well enough. He will surely speak on your behalf."

"Hahaha," Xu Feng couldn't help but hold himself back from the maniacal laughter and unfounded lust he felt bubbling up from within him.

He wasn't at all worried about Xuan Yang or even Xuan Jian for that matter. If the two wanted to continue their relationship together, their best option was to have Xu Feng be their surrogate, and make sure Xuan Yang had a legitimate heir.

Xu Feng had become more adept at putting on the clothing of this era over the past few days, he only needed a little help from San and Si before he was presentable enough to see the madam.

Xu Feng stared at his reflection in the bronze mirror, taking in his appearance. Even with his pair of panda eyes, he was striking. With beautifully shaped phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, full and kissable lips, and a perfectly shaped and angled face, he would be the center of attention in many crowds.

In his last life, he was masculine enough with his height, and the combination of his features gave him an androgynous visual. He had always been popular with both men and women.

He never had the chance to play around with his admirers because his academic goals were always his top priority. With a lower-middle-class family, he needed to gain a full ride to college, so he never had time to experiment with girls or guys.

From men to women to other gers, the original owner was able to gain admirers from all three camps, and Xu Feng, with his confidence and smooth nature, only made his charm and seductive nature all the more alluring.

Without warning, the reflection in front of Xu Feng morphed from a solitary, silver-haired, androgynous seductress to a scene of debauchery.

His lust-filled face with parted lips and bated breath stared back at him, silver hair moving back and forth following the rhythm of his body. The man behind him moved relentlessly to achieve his goal.

"More," Xu Feng moaned as the taller man gave in to his requests.

*Ahhh*

The moaning was the final straw for Xu Feng as his body shook in a combination of shock and lust at the images on the other side of the bronze mirror.

"Master Xu?" San questioned with shock as blood dripped down Xu Feng's nose.

The scared little girls successfully woke Xu Feng from the lucid wet dream he was having in broad daylight. The raunchy images reflected in the bronze mirror dissipated, leaving a confused and flushed face Xu Feng with two tracks of blood dripping from his nose.

'How embarrassing. How can I be this horny? It's not like I haven't watched porn before. This was like live-action porn, I shouldn't be this stimulated.'

As Xu Feng wiped his nose with a handkerchief handed to him by Si, he seriously wondered if this was actually an ABO world. That would explain his increased libido and his lack of control.

"Master Xu," San called out, "the madam is waiting in the dining room with the young master. We don't want to keep them waiting for too long."

"Yes…thank you San," Xu Feng was still a bit shaken, but he knew it wouldn't work in his favor to keep the two waiting for him, a lowly farmer's son.

*Growl*

Xu Feng may have been entrapped in lust and the upcoming marriage contract debate, but his stomach was unaffected. It was time to eat, everything else could be damned.