The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 57

Little White Dragon

The medicine Wen Yan wanted to give Rong Xiao was certainly not poisonous. He wasn’t someone like Pan Jinlian, intending to harm his fiancé for no reason.

He took out a transparent bottle from his pocket, containing a colorless and odorless liquid, and shook it in front of Yu Bu Wen.

With a smile, Wen Yan said to Yu Bu Wen, “Let’s be straightforward. I’ve finally come of age and should have a fulfilling love life. You should recognize this medicine; it’s a specialty of your demon realm. Harmless and colorless. I’d like to trouble you to add a few drops of it to Rong Xiao’s coffee.”

Yu Bu Wen: “……….”

He did recognize this medicine, called “Love Elixir.” It wasn’t exactly an aphrodisiac; the medicine was activated by one’s desires. Even if someone took it, the effects would only occur when encountering their loved one. The deeper the affection, the stronger the effect.

Originally, it was used by female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect to test the sincerity of their lovers.

However, due to its complex production process, it had become extremely rare, and Yu Bu Wen wondered where Wen Yan had obtained it.

Wen Yan, of course, wouldn’t tell Yu Bu Wen that he had made it by consulting ancient texts. The effects were quite obvious, and even his cousin praised it after using it.

Innocently, he analyzed it for Yu Bu Wen, “I’m not forcing you. If Rong Xiao doesn’t like it, he can resist. But if he can’t control himself, how can it be my fault?”

Yu Bu Wen: “……….”

If Rong Xiao likes you to the point of willingly offering his life, resisting would be nothing short of a miracle.

Yu Bu Wen sighed, understanding what Wen Yan intended to do.

For better or worse, Rong Xiao had mentioned that since he and Wen Yan were already intimate, if Wen Yan made a move and forced him into a situation, it would be relatively easy.

So, Rong Xiao specifically reminded him not to let Wen Yan seize an opportunity. He initially thought Rong Xiao might be overthinking, but now it seemed that Rong Xiao understood Wen Yan well.

Looking at Wen Yan, he shook his head and said seriously, “I can’t agree. I know you want to save Mr. Rong, but this ‘an eye for an eye’ approach will only add new suffering.”

Even for himself, it was hard to bear.

He had been taking care of Wen Yan like a half-parent for six months. If Wen Yan were to die from being drained of spiritual energy during dual cultivation, he would be tormented by guilt for the rest of his life.

Not to mention Rong Xiao.

He earnestly advised, “I know your feelings for Mr. Rong, but spending more time with him would be a good thing…”

Wen Yan immediately interrupted Yu Bu Wen’s words.

“Don’t deceive me. Did Rong Xiao consult with me when he erased my memory?”

They were more or less on equal footing with Rong Xiao, and neither of them could claim the moral high ground. Even though he was angry that Rong Xiao left him, he understood Rong Xiao’s decision. If he were in Rong Xiao’s shoes, he might not have acted differently.

But understanding didn’t mean he wouldn’t be sad.

In the silent woods, Wen Yan fell silent for a while before softly saying to Yu Bu Wen, “I know you’re afraid that my lifespan will be damaged, afraid that Rong Xiao will live in regret. But why aren’t you afraid of the inner torment I’ll endure? If you don’t let me try, if you don’t let me make an effort, I’ll be tormented by guilt. I’ll forever remember that I had such a good partner, but I did nothing to save him.”

Wen Yan spoke calmly, though his eyes were already sore, and he blinked to hold back the tears.

Only eighteen this year, others of the same age were still attending classes, dating, worrying about scholarships and internships. He, on the other hand, was facing life and death separation, facing the possibility of losing the person he loved the most.

In fact, he had fallen deeply in love with Rong Xiao a long time ago, and if given a choice, he wouldn’t mind exchanging his life for Rong Xiao’s.

But if he really did that, Rong Xiao would never smile again.

Thinking about it made him feel unbearable.

Always reluctant to see Rong Xiao sad, even though Rong Xiao appeared so strong.

But why could they bear to leave him alone?

Yu Bu Wen silently watched Wen Yan’s red eyes.

The forest was too quiet, even Wen Yan’s suppressed sobbing was clear.

Thinking of how Wen Yan had casually mentioned drugging Rong Xiao just now, appearing carefree, it was nothing but a facade. Now, this anxious and restless appearance was his true self.

Yu Bu Wen sighed.

He also remembered what Wen Yan looked like when he first arrived more than six months ago, still young and naive but lively, smiling with a dimple, injecting vitality into the otherwise lifeless mansion.

Sometimes, he wondered whether the encounter between Wen Yan and Rong Xiao was a good or bad thing. If the ending was destined to be tragic, wouldn’t it be better not to meet in the first place?

He couldn’t come up with an answer.

Just like now, he didn’t know how to choose.

After standing for a while, like a considerate elder, he wiped away Wen Yan’s tears and then withdrew his hand.

“Let’s go back. I’ll think about it, and I’ll give you an answer tonight,” he said to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan obediently nodded.

He rubbed his face and followed Yu Bu Wen slowly back to the villa.

As they walked, he noticed a faint yellow flower blooming by a stone path, delicate and lonely.

Wen Yan suddenly remembered that although it was bone-chillingly cold outside, it was already early spring.

As soon as he entered the villa, he felt the warmth.

The tear marks on his face had disappeared. When he saw Rong Xiao, he smiled. The sadness from a moment ago was hidden deep inside, and the dimple on his cheek appeared as he playfully leaned into Rong Xiao’s arms.

Rong Xiao casually embraced him, gently rubbing his head against Wen Yan’s chin, asking, “Did you win against Yu Bu Wen?”

Wen Yan’s nose was about to tilt up. “Of course.”

Rong Xiao didn’t mind, thinking that Yu Bu Wen had gone easy on him.

Yu Bu Wen didn’t follow to join the fun, sitting on a sofa near the kitchen, observing from a distance.

He saw Wen Yan half-kneeling on the sofa, talking to Rong Xiao with his head lowered. His fingers lightly brushed Rong Xiao’s brow, then his lips. With a gentle smile, Wen Yan looked like he held starlight in his eyes.

Although Rong Xiao was more reserved, his eyes were filled with tender love, unmistakable under the sunlight. It was evident how much he cherished this young human in his arms.

Wen Yan’s questioning from earlier kept echoing in Yu Bu Wen’s mind. He couldn’t help but think, if a few years later, only Wen Yan would be left sitting by the window, how sad would this child be…

That evening, close to bedtime, Yu Bu Wen avoided Rong Xiao and ultimately decided to collaborate with Wen Yan.

He knew that both he and Wen Yan were taking a gamble, but with no concrete value for spiritual power, it was impossible to estimate. If they won, everything would be great. If they lost, they could still keep one.

However, he set a condition: “I’ve just sent an urgent report to the medical center, asking the doctors to come overnight. They’ll be waiting outside the mountain in case of unforeseen circumstances.”

It was uncertain if their arrival would be of any use.

Wen Yan scratched his face and sighed. He was pleased that Yu Bu Wen had finally agreed to help him. However, he was only thinking of sleeping with Rong Xiao once. Why did it have to be so difficult, and why did so many people have to be waiting outside?

He now understood the feelings of ancient emperors.

But he also understood Yu Bu Wen’s concerns. Without opposing, he briefly pondered, then began to rub his hands, asking, “So, when do we start?”

It was like an underground organization’s secret meeting.

He looked at Yu Bu Wen with shining eyes, appearing very eager, and the urgency in his gaze was quite evident.

Yu Bu Wen: “…………”

Could you please tone it down?

“Tomorrow,” Yu Bu Wen said with a headache, “I’ll be going out.”

He wasn’t into eavesdropping.

After some discussion with Yu Bu Wen, Wen Yan hurried back to Rong Xiao’s room, skillfully nestling into Rong Xiao’s arms. With a playful blink, he gazed at Rong Xiao, being both obedient and adorable.

Although Rong Xiao’s face didn’t show it, he was utterly enchanted inside, unable to resist pulling Wen Yan over and kissing him repeatedly.

The next night, Yu Bu Wen brought a cup of tea to Rong Xiao as usual. Rong Xiao glanced at it briefly and then drank it.

As an innate spiritual wood, he was most sensitive to toxins. Therefore, he never worried about being secretly plotted against. Moreover, it was Yu Bu Wen who handed it to him, so he didn’t think much of it.

However, Love Elixir was different from ordinary aphrodisiacs. It was not only harmless but also activated by desire. So, he didn’t feel any reaction even after finishing the coffee.

Wen Yan, who had been quietly observing, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rong Xiao finishing the coffee. He thought to himself, what managed to drive him to the point where he had to drug his own boyfriend just to have intimate relations? Was there anything more absurd in the world?

After handing over the coffee, Yu Bu Wen left.

He exchanged a glance with Wen Yan, put on his coat, and softly mentioned that he was going out to buy something before pushing open the door.

The cold wind hit his face outside, causing him to squint slightly. He quickened his pace and soon disappeared beyond the boundary of the villa.

In the large villa, only Wen Yan and Rong Xiao remained.

Inside the house, the sound of Rong Xiao flipping through pages of a book could still be heard.

Wen Yan wasn’t in a hurry.

He sat on the sofa opposite Rong Xiao, patiently waiting for the effects of the medicine to kick in.

With the moon high in the dark sky and the wind howling, it was a good time to do something wicked. Supporting his chin with one hand, he smiled at Rong Xiao, his blue home robe tightly wrapped up to his chest. However, a slender and fair neck was exposed, looking delicate and fragile. His fingertips lightly tapped together as he waited.

Observing the quiet and reserved Rong Xiao, Wen Yan couldn’t help but think of the young and beautiful appearance, full of temptation.

Rong Xiao soon sensed that something was amiss.

The room seemed too hot, burning a flame in his heart. His fingers unconsciously curled up, and his Adam’s apple rolled in his throat.

His gaze fell on Wen Yan, looking at his feet revealed by the blue home robe—fair as sheep fat, with toenails white, round, and well-groomed. His toes lightly swayed in the deep blue satin slippers, restlessly moving.

Although he had a hidden desire for Wen Yan, this desire had always been buried beneath the iceberg. But now, it surged like a wildfire, unstoppable.

He couldn’t resist the urge to reach out to Wen Yan—his lips, fluttering eyelashes, fair and smooth skin, the slender white fingertips hanging down. Every detail stirred his heartstrings.

He wanted to kiss Wen Yan, hold him, see him cry softly, calling out his name.

“Wen Yan…” Rong Xiao’s voice was terrifyingly husky, like a desert traveler long deprived of water. “What have you done?”

He had a hunch about what Wen Yan had done.

In just a few moments, he guessed that even Yu Bu Wen might be involved.

This was like overturning a boat in a gutter—each side retaliating against the other.

Wen Yan smiled, slowly standing up.

He walked in front of Rong Xiao, paused for a moment, and a few seconds later, his fingers pulled at his waist. The soft belt fell to the ground, and the tightly wrapped blue home robe also dropped.

To be honest, this was his first time doing such a thing, lacking experience. But who hadn’t seen adult content before? He tilted Rong Xiao’s chin down and dropped a light kiss on Rong Xiao’s lips.

Rong Xiao was the demon, and he was human.

However, his light brown eyes gazed at Rong Xiao, with a hint of seduction in the corners, and his lips lightly curved. He was more charming than a thousand-year-old fox demon.

Rong Xiao couldn’t resist for a few seconds. His hands involuntarily tightened around Wen Yan’s waist.

“Rest assured, I’m not planning to exchange my life for yours,” Wen Yan sat on Rong Xiao’s lap, kissed him with a mischievous smile, acting like a scumbag trying to seduce someone into bed, “I just think it’s a shame not to have slept with you even once; I have to give it a try.”

This was utter nonsense.

Rong Xiao knew that Wen Yan was just talking without saying anything true, but his mind was muddled. He couldn’t refute, only wanting to embrace Wen Yan, kiss him, entangle with him, and do everything excessively.

Wen Yan looked satisfied as he observed Rong Xiao’s self-control crumbling. The desire in Rong Xiao’s eyes became more apparent, and Wen Yan couldn’t help but feel proud, even raising his fox tail in delight.

Tsk, the old demon really loved him to the point of being unable to extricate himself.

But, well, it was true. It wasn’t easy to find such a handsome and good-natured young man. Rong Xiao was really getting a good deal.

Grabbing Rong Xiao’s clothes, Wen Yan ordered, “Carry me to the bed.”

Rong Xiao knew he shouldn’t listen to Wen Yan.

However, in front of Wen Yan, he seemed to have never won, especially in the current situation.

His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Wen Yan. All his calmness and composure vanished, leaving behind only the brutal savagery of a wild beast. It seemed like he wanted to devour Wen Yan, not letting go of any inch of him.

Wen Yan felt a light sensation, and they instantly moved to the bed in the bedroom.

The room was not lit, creating a dim atmosphere, adding a touch of enchantment.

Sweat covered Rong Xiao’s forehead, his hands supporting themselves beside Wen Yan’s shoulders. His emerald-green eyes had a faint hint of golden-red, hiding a crazy and unspeakable possessiveness, yet he still managed to retain a trace of sanity.

“We shouldn’t do this,” he tried to say calmly to Wen Yan, but his actions were completely the opposite, forcefully restraining Wen Yan, not giving him the slightest chance to escape.

Wen Yan rolled his eyes, feeling impatient.

To do it or not, he was already sensing a reaction from Rong Xiao. Yet, Rong Xiao still wanted to pretend.

Old demons were bad in this aspect—too stable, lacking the frivolity of a young wolf.

Without further ado, he didn’t waste time with Rong Xiao. Like a sacrifice, he brought his lips closer and began kissing Rong Xiao. He had honed this kissing skill on Rong Xiao’s body, naturally knowing how to stimulate Rong Xiao’s nerves.

Rong Xiao, unable to avoid it, took the initiative to kiss Wen Yan back. The last piece of white silk clothing on Wen Yan was torn, floating gently to the ground.

Ambiguous sounds of soft moans filled the room, as if someone was being hurt, letting out coquettish whispers.

…

Rong Xiao clumsily used kisses to soothe Wen Yan, kissing Wen Yan’s eyes, eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and those soft lips, being extremely gentle.

…

In the end, Wen Yan didn’t know how many times he and Rong Xiao had done it.

The memories afterward became a bit blurry.

He only remembered that the window went from late night to the dim light of dawn, and even his fingertips bore faint kiss marks.

Whether Rong Xiao had drained his spiritual power was uncertain, but he had certainly exhausted his physical strength. The naive little white dragon wouldn’t be able to make waves anymore. He even thought of living a simple life, turning vegetarian, and chanting scriptures.

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