Chapter 103: S-So Turbulent

Xiu hadn’t yet reacted to what happened, stiffly frozen in place.

Wen Chu reacted first.

Smelling the rich milky scent in the air, Wen Chu looked at Xiu’s chest which was already wet, and swallowed: “Xiu, are you producing milk?”

Xiu’s first reaction was that it was absurd: “Impossible.”

Not to mention that dragons were not mammals at all, normal lactation should occur two to three days after giving birth.

He was still carrying the egg, how could he secrete milk?

Wen Chu slowly uttered an “Oh,” then reached out and unbuttoned Xiu’s collar.

The wet chest was exposed to the air just like that.

The milky scent became even stronger.

Xiu had a very good figure, with a layer of muscle that wasn’t exaggerated, but now, those pectoral muscles that weren’t originally very large had inexplicably grown a size bigger.

Some white milk residue remained on the tips.

It was self-evident what this was.

The facts were right in front of him. Even if Xiu wanted to refute, he couldn’t find the words. He looked down at his chest in shock, his worldview taking another hit.

It was one thing for a male dragon to get pregnant, but why would he lactate while pregnant?

Wen Chu looked at Xiu’s chest, which had obviously grown a lot larger, and asked softly: “Does it feel swollen?”

Xiu pursed his lips and nodded: “…A little.”

With his nodding motion, the sore and swollen chest was squeezed again, pushing out a few drops of milk, hanging on the tips, about to fall.

Wen Chu swallowed again.

Rashly proposing to help Xiu eat it… isn’t that a bit too perverted?

After all, he and Xiu had only known each other for a few days in this world.

Wen Chu considered how to speak, but his gaze couldn’t hide the heat, staring eagerly at Xiu’s chest, making Xiu’s earlobes burn even hotter.

Wen Chu stammered: “I learned a little bit of unclogging techniques… I’ll help you… um, unclog it?”

He had really learned it. In those ninety-nine years, Wen Chu had really read physiology books thoroughly.

Xiu was amused by Wen Chu’s words.

How old was Wen Chu, eighteen? Nineteen? Where did he learn it? He was clearly talking nonsense out of craving.

He sighed lightly, raised his hand to pull Wen Chu over, and pressed Wen Chu’s face directly onto his chest.

Another small stream of milk was squeezed out.

Wen Chu was sprayed in the face and froze in place.

Xiu chuckled: “Eat. Besides you, who else can eat it now?”

Only then did Wen Chu come back to his senses amidst the milky scent covering his face. He subconsciously replied: “The baby will eat it when born…”

Xiu snorted coldly: “Let him gnaw on eggshells himself. The Dragon Race has no precedent for breastfeeding.”

Tolerating the next cub was already for Wen Chu’s sake. Asking him to feed it personally… Xiu suspected he would personally throw the little cub out.

Only after speaking did Xiu realize his words seemed a bit too cold and mean.

He looked at Wen Chu worriedly, only to see Wen Chu’s eyes curved in a smile, his tone cheerful: “Okay, it’s a deal then, can’t feed him.”

Xiu was somewhat surprised, and at the same time, a subtle sense of crisis arose.

But before he could figure out where this sense of crisis came from, Wen Chu lowered his head.

Beginning to help him unclog.

The warm mouth covered him, gently sucking on his skin. Xiu could even clearly feel how the warm milk flowed from his body into Wen Chu’s mouth.

It was like an invisible connection, tying them together like this.

Wen Chu wasn’t talking nonsense; he really had experience in this area and didn’t hurt Xiu throughout the process.

The beautiful white-haired young man, his young lover, was like his baby, drawing milk from his body.

Such a taboo feeling made Xiu shudder all over, and his tail couldn’t help but curl up.

“Baby…”

He couldn’t help calling out softly.

Wen Chu raised his long white eyelashes and glanced at him with innocent round eyes.

Clear blue eyes, as if they had completely seen through the taboo and distorted illusions at the bottom of his heart.

Making Xiu’s nerves start to tense up.

He opened his mouth, wanting to make excuses for his lack of self-control just now, but was hugged even tighter by Wen Chu.

“En.”

Wen Chu responded muffledly.

“Only I am your baby, no one else is.”

Wen Chu added very pettily: “Even the one you give birth to isn’t. You are not allowed to call him baby in the future.”

Xiu: “…”

Xiu couldn’t help laughing.

“Okay.” He narrowed his beast pupils happily. Because his excessive possessiveness was satisfied by Wen Chu’s words, the tip of his tail also began to sway with his mood.

Xiu touched the back of Wen Chu’s head: “Only call you baby. Eat.”

Wen Chu lowered his head and covered it again.

The left chest gradually became lighter and gradually returned to its original size.

And this feeding also changed its flavor.

The pain gradually receded, replaced by indescribable numbness.

This slow and gentle feeling made Xiu very unaccustomed. His scales reacted more strongly than ever before.

Repeatedly opening and closing, even swallowing a bit of the bedsheet, seeming to expect something to arrive.

Meanwhile, the soreness and swelling of the right chest, which hadn’t been eaten from, became particularly obvious.

Xiu couldn’t help pushing Wen Chu, who had been focusing on one side.

“…The other side.”

Only when he spoke did he realize how hoarse his voice was.

Wen Chu looked up, very innocent: “But this side isn’t finished yet.”

Xiu’s face burned again at Wen Chu’s words.

Just as he wanted to say something, Wen Chu continued to lower his head to eat from his left side.

The left side was numb, the right side was sore, swollen, and painful. Xiu felt like his brain was also split in half, his whole mind becoming dazed.

“The other side…” Xiu spoke again.

This time the voice was even hoarser.

But Wen Chu acted as if he didn’t hear, focusing on finishing one side, even using his hands, yet didn’t touch his right side at all.

The right side was already overflowing pitifully, seeming to have swollen another size because of it.

His breasts were being eaten by Wen Chu into different sizes.

Too shameful.

Being fed on by Wen Chu like this in a sober state with a nurturing implication, even quietly opening his scales.

Even if nothing was done, for Xiu, it was ten thousand times more shameful than directly dragging Wen Chu to have sex until the sky went dark.

…Might as well do it.

At least he wouldn’t have this empty desire, nor endure the strange pleasure of one side being numb and the other swelling to the point of exploding.

Xiu thought so, and did so.

He flipped over, pinning Wen Chu directly under him, his huge dragon tail wrapping around the other’s waist.

“Crash—”

The food on the small table on the bed fell with a crash.

Wen Chu was pulled down unexpectedly. Before he could react, seeing the food about to spill all over the bed, he subconsciously put all the dishes into the space stone, and thus finally moved his gaze away from Xiu for a moment.

Drip—

Something warm dripped onto his face.

Wen Chu blinked, coming back to his senses in the rich fragrance, and saw Xiu looking down at him from above, cupping his breast with one hand and pinching his cheek with the other.

“Eat this side.” Xiu directly cupped his breast to his lips, forcing him to eat from the right side.

He circled Wen Chu fiercely with his tail, trying to cover up his embarrassment: “Feeding you milk takes forever, I’ll do it myself.”

…S-So turbulent.

Wen Chu’s breathing became disordered.

Xiu had a fatal attraction for him. Facing Xiu seducing him so blatantly, it was hard for him not to react.

Xiu’s big tail was wrapped around his waist, naturally sensing Wen Chu’s change.

His scales shrank back, somewhat afraid of the terrifying pleasure, but at the same time unable to help expecting it. Under the current pretense of ferocity, it turned into a bold step forward.

Xiu covered Wen Chu with his scales through his pants.

He stroked the back of Wen Chu’s head, chuckling low as he looked at Wen Chu who couldn’t spare his mouth because of nursing: “Baby, shall we go for another day?”

Wen Chu’s pupils constricted in astonishment, struggling to release his mouth, choking on several mouthfuls of milk: “Wait… cough cough, you haven’t eaten yet…”

Wen Chu’s refusal instead aroused the evil dragon’s inherent urge to dominate.

Xiu, rarely in control, unbuttoned his cloak nonchalantly: “Doesn’t matter if I don’t eat. With my physique, even not eating for ten days won’t cause low blood sugar.”

“Besides, aren’t you feeding me?”

Xiu implied.

Seeing that he was about to be eaten by Xiu again, Wen Chu struggled even harder: “And the child… can’t have sex for five months!”

It didn’t matter if the child was gone, but what if he caused Xiu to miscarry?

Xiu cared even less: “If it’s gone, it’s gone. I’m not that easily broken.”

Wen Chu: ?!?

Is the point whether he’s easily broken or not!!

He struggled to get up, but obviously, in terms of pure strength, he couldn’t compete with Xiu, who was a dragon and didn’t intend to let him win.

Wen Chu could only watch helplessly as Xiu rode him with his pregnant belly.

The five-month pregnant belly wasn’t exaggerated yet, but it also brought a heavy downward sensation.

Xiu held his lower abdomen and frowned.

In this position, he couldn’t cup it to feed Wen Chu.

Soreness came again from the chest that was slightly comfortable just now. Xiu pursed his lips in discomfort, finally deciding to satisfy his scales first.

He slowly ate it down.

Xiu originally wanted to stop at the entrance of the reproductive cavity, but he overestimated himself and underestimated Wen Chu.

The road down seemed endless. A shallow breath from Wen Chu could make him tremble all over.

Another movement brought by breathing.

Xiu couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Uh?!”

The reproductive cavity also…

Xiu convulsed all over, hands clutching the sheets tightly, tongue slightly protruding, clearly dazed by the sudden penetration.

The sore and swollen chest sprayed directly, making Xiu wet all over, and Wen Chu was not spared either.

Wen Chu’s breathing became more rapid.

Not only was Xiu obsessed with his face, he was equally obsessed with Xiu.

He was really easily seduced by Xiu, especially since Xiu in this world was particularly bold.

Wen Chu gritted his teeth and glanced at his lifespan.

Forget about the child for now. Anyway, no matter what accident happens, he can save Xiu.

Now he only wanted to do one thing—

Wen Chu flipped over, swapping positions.

Xiu was still in a trance, tongue not yet retracted, when Wen Chu grabbed his breast and kneaded it wantonly.

The beautiful white-haired young man lowered his head, biting him lightly, teeth rubbing against skin.

“You asked for it.” Wen Chu’s voice finally carried some ruthlessness.

Just as Xiu shuddered, he heard Wen Chu’s voice suddenly soften, kissing him cherishingly: “Call me if it’s uncomfortable, I’ll help you heal.”

Meaning, even if it’s uncomfortable, don’t expect him to stop.

Xiu was in chaos at this moment, completely missing the implication in Wen Chu’s words. He nodded dazedly and tightened his embrace around Wen Chu.

He only had the most primal instinct left, obsessively tracing Wen Chu’s brows and eyes with his gaze over and over again.

Beautiful little nightmare.

His little gem, his little baby.

Xiu’s thoughts stopped abruptly here.

Holding his just-showing pregnant belly, he was played with through the scales while being eaten by his baby.

…

Facts proved that pregnancy still had a certain impact on Xiu.

In just half a night, Xiu dehydrated two or three times. In the end, Wen Chu took out lunch and fed Xiu mouthful by mouthful before continuing.

Xiu was lactating, had a stomach full of milk-flavored nutritious meal, and was hugged, kissed, and fucked by Wen Chu who smelled of his milk. In a trance, he only felt he was drowning in milk, seeing a bunch of eggs flying before his eyes when closing them.

In the latter half of the night, Xiu, who really couldn’t hold on, was taken by Wen Chu to clean up, transferred ten hours of lifespan to recover, and then pulled into a wet dream.

Practice makes perfect; Wen Chu could already skillfully construct a dream.

He still modeled the golden cage in the castle, only this time without the wooden horse, changing it to a fucking machine.

It wasn’t entirely bad taste, just…

The machine started, and Xiu let out a wail-like whimper.

The dragon who relied on his strong physique to seduce people indiscriminately was mounted on this terrible machine monster, fucked until he couldn’t even control his expression.

His scales turned outward, unable to retract anymore, finally feeling the fear of being broken.

Xiu struggled to reach out to Wen Chu: “Slo-, slow… wait…”

Wen Chu watched from the side with a smile, propping his chin, suddenly his face turned cold: “Xiu, are you hiding something from me?”

He still remembered Xiu’s sleep-talking last night.

He originally wanted to ask Xiu directly, but coincidentally Xiu seduced him fearlessly like this. Wen Chu simply pulled the other party into the dream to let Xiu know if a dragon could be broken or not.

Anyway, it was a dream; no matter how excessive, it wouldn’t affect reality. It was a good time to ask Xiu what happened, and after finishing, he could let Xiu have a good sleep.

Wen Chu felt he was extremely considerate.

Unexpectedly, Xiu’s face turned pale instantly after hearing his words.

Even the high-speed machine couldn’t pull his thoughts away. Xiu held his belly with difficulty, trembling all over with fear, struggling to get down.

“No, I didn’t… wu wu wu uh uh uh?!”

The machine hadn’t stopped running. Halfway through speaking, Xiu suddenly hit an orgasm, taking a long time to recover before continuing.

His voice was hoarse: “No… I didn’t mean to lie to you…”

Xiu’s thinking was completely messed up. Opening or closing his eyes, only a pile of eggs circling him remained. He didn’t even have time to think whether everything in front of him was reasonable.

The secret deepest in his heart was broken just like that.

Discovered by Wen Chu.

Going to be discarded again.

Xiu blinked, and under emotional fluctuation, tears actually fell. His eyes turned red: “Sorry… I didn’t want to lie to you. I just wanted to be closer to you, didn’t want to scare you… so I used Alfred’s identity to approach you.”

Wen Chu made the fucking machine disappear the moment he realized Xiu’s emotions were wrong. Now beneath Xiu was a soft bed.

Hearing Xiu’s words, Wen Chu widened his eyes in shock.

“Alfred is you??”

He immediately recalled: “Then you said Alfred should disappear…”

Feeling the constraint below disappear, Xiu struggled to crawl up. Ignoring the still outwardly turned scales, he knelt and grabbed Wen Chu’s hand.

His emotions and reason collapsed simultaneously, speaking incoherently, just grabbing Wen Chu’s hand and crying instinctively: “Don’t leave me… I’ll arrange his fake death after I lay the egg. I didn’t know you hated him… I can make him die.”

“Wait, I didn’t—”

Wen Chu couldn’t explain himself. He nervously wiped Xiu’s tears, but the other’s tears burst like a dam, impossible to wipe clean.

Xiu couldn’t listen to his words anymore, hugging him step by step, finally embracing him completely, lips trembling: “I never thought of hurting you… When I set the wolves to chase you, I was guarding nearby the whole time. Don’t hate me… don’t leave me…”

“You set the wolves too?” Wen Chu was completely stunned.

Xiu didn’t answer, just kept trembling and hugging him.

Wen Chu regretted it.

Xiu seemed really frightened by him.

Or rather, Xiu actually didn’t know how long he had been uneasy alone. It was Wen Chu who never noticed, leading to the current outburst.

Clearly just a few small things.

Yet Xiu was so nervous, as if afraid of really losing him.

Wen Chu was both sad and flustered, finally hugging Xiu back gently, imitating how Xiu comforted him, stroking Xiu’s back one after another.

“I’m not angry,” Wen Chu said, “I don’t hate you either, I just… don’t know, a bit surprised.”

He thought he had plotted against Xiu for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Xiu had targeted him even earlier.

If told about this in another situation, Wen Chu might not help but chuckle secretly, but now Wen Chu was only full of nervousness.

He remembered the book Alice gave him.

No matter how fierce a dragon is, when facing a loved one, it will hide its violence.

Just like Pearl, willing to pull out all scales to become a sheep with no power to fight back for her lover.

Xiu was the same.

But Wen Chu would rather Xiu not be like this, but be fierce and speak harsh words to him like when they first met, threatening to eat him or kill him.

Love shouldn’t be like this, at least not like Xiu’s current appearance.

Just like he used to be.

Stubborn, paranoid, ultimately hurting himself and making Xiu worry all the time.

“I don’t hate you…” Wen Chu said, feeling a bit like crying himself.

He held back tears, cupped Xiu’s face, and kissed him.

A gentle kiss, with the soothing magic of a nightmare, slowly calmed down the seemingly bewitched Xiu.

“This is a dream.” Wen Chu said to the calmed Xiu, “It was my meanness pulling you into the dream. You are not wrong.”

Xiu’s beast pupils stared at him tightly, unsure if he listened.

Wen Chu sighed: “Never mind, you sleep first. I’ll watch over you. We’ll talk slowly when you wake up.”

Xiu still didn’t move.

He was fucked into a mess, scales still turned outward, yet he stared at Wen Chu without blinking, beast pupils burning, as if ready to drag Wen Chu to die for love the moment he found a hint of disgust from Wen Chu.

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu felt the same helplessness as Xiu once did.

He took out his tuning fork and wand, and patted the evil dragon’s head.

“I’ll help you sleep. Sleep.”

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Wen Chu tapped and blew softly by Xiu’s ear, secretly using a lot of magic power in the process, before finally coaxing Xiu to sleep.

He originally wanted to watch for a while.

But waking up, first discovering Xiu was pregnant, then being dragged to do it for a whole day, Wen Chu hadn’t slept well for two days.

Watching and watching, Wen Chu fell asleep.

The nightmare fell asleep, so his woven dream naturally shattered.

Xiu, sleeping soundly in bed, suddenly felt emptiness beneath him, followed by a rapid falling sensation.

He woke up with a start, murmuring unconsciously.

“Don’t hate me…”

Only when seeing the familiar ceiling did Xiu realize he was in a dream just now.

His body was clean; Wen Chu must have cleaned him up. Don’t know what recovery potion Wen Chu fed him, but after such intense exercise, Xiu actually felt no discomfort.

Even the chest that was repeatedly bitten had no marks.

Wen Chu was obviously tired too; even his big movement didn’t wake the other party.

The beautiful little nightmare muttered a few times in his dream, rolled into his arms, and fell asleep comfortably again.

Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily it was a dream.

Why always having nightmares of being interrogated by Wen Chu these days?

Just as Xiu was secretly puzzled, Wen Chu’s vague voice came from beside him: “Don’t hate…”

Xiu froze in place.

Memories rushed back violently.

He remembered how Wen Chu hugged the broken him, kissing his face looking like he was about to cry, and remembered Wen Chu’s repeated responses.

No, this isn’t his own dream.

This is a dream created by Wen Chu.

Wen Chu already knows everything he did.

Xiu’s mind was in turmoil. His sleepiness disappeared completely, and he sat up directly.

So what did Wen Chu mean at the end? Wanting to settle accounts with him after waking up for the child’s sake? Or deliberately torturing him slowly to avenge his concealment?

Xiu didn’t know; he only felt his breathing becoming difficult.

If he had known that a whimsical concealment would bring such consequences, he wouldn’t have treated Wen Chu like this from the beginning.

Instead, he would have invited the other party in a gentler way and gotten along well.

But there are no ifs.

Dragons’ emotions have always been straightforward. Even Xiu, under the influence of dragon blood, was helpless against delicate emotions like “love.”

He sat alone for a long time, finally getting out of bed quietly.

Xiu glanced at his just-showing lower abdomen, put on a black robe, covering the pregnant belly.

He really didn’t know how to face Wen Chu, and didn’t know how to vent the various distracting thoughts in his heart.

So Xiu decided to follow the old way and go for a fight.

It just happened that Alice and the others were at the front line, so there was no shortage of fights now. He also had no sequelae thanks to Wen Chu’s treatment.

Just come back before Wen Chu wakes up.

Thinking this, Xiu left the room carefully, found an open space to turn into dragon form, and headed straight for the distant battlefield.

“There’s a dragon!”

“Why is a dragon here?!”

Xiu didn’t fly high. Many people saw the golden giant dragon flying low from afar and exclaimed.

Alice, who had just taken down three cities, heard this exclamation and immediately felt something was wrong.

She looked back and sure enough saw Xiu’s figure.

In Xiu’s dragon form, the inconspicuous curve on the lower abdomen could even be seen. Alice watched with fear and trepidation as he shuttled through the flames of war. Countless artillery fire landed on him without leaving a trace.

“Roar—”

The dragon descended abruptly in front of her.

Alice couldn’t care about the battle situation anymore, hairs standing on end, whispering: “Are you crazy? What are you doing out here while pregnant! Go back quickly!”

She just has a somewhat black heart, but hasn’t reached the step of exploiting pregnant men yet?!?

The giant dragon glanced at her disdainfully with transparent blue beast pupils, seeming to emit silent ridicule.

Then, the giant dragon roared again, flew into the sky, spitting mouthfuls of dragon flame, burning on the city wall.

“Boom—”

The city wall of the fourth city that had blocked Alice for a long time collapsed.

Lance received the news and rushed from the rear. Looking at Xiu hovering in the sky constantly spitting fireballs, he also frowned: “Why did he come suddenly? Where is Wen Chu?”

Alice broke down: “How would I know? Who let a pregnant man onto the battlefield? He’s still pregnant!! And only five months! If the egg is gone, whose fault is it?!?”

Lance was also somewhat worried about Xiu’s body and decided promptly: “I’ll send someone to notify Wen Chu and Mother now. Maybe they quarreled. Just let Wen Chu come to take him away.”

It was 4 AM, early in the morning. Their army was still advancing triumphantly, conquering three cities in a day.

No matter from which angle, this wasn’t the time for Xiu to help. Lance could ultimately only think of “quarrel” as a possibility.

Hearing this, Alice held her head in pain: “Even if quarreling, don’t treat the child as a joke!!”

Can these two be a bit more reliable!

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On the other side.

Wen Chu had just slept for less than an hour when he was woken up by urgent knocking on the door.

“Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen?”

The knocking on the door was deafening. Wen Chu climbed out of the blanket with a dizzy head, walked shakily to open the door, and said feebly: “What is it?”

There were heavy dark circles under his eyes, his white long hair was messy, looking as if he had just fought with someone.

The guard at the door paused subtly.

Then, remembering his mission, he said urgently: “Mr. Wen, a report from the front line says Mr. Xiu suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Her Highness the Princess asked me to bring you a message. She said—”

“If you two quarrel, just quarrel. Don’t push Xiu to the battlefield. Come quickly to take this crazy dragon away!!”

The guard conveyed all of Alice’s tone very dutifully.

Wen Chu was bewildered: “What quarrel? We didn’t quarrel.”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look, wanting to find Xiu’s figure, but the room was empty.

Wen Chu: ???

The guard’s voice sounded timely: “Listening to Her Highness, Mr. Xiu seems to be sick now? She said no matter what, don’t be angry with Mr. Xiu first; bring him back to ensure safety first.”

Wen Chu sobered up instantly.

He completely shed his sleepy drowsiness, his expression turning cold.

Not even caring to change clothes, Wen Chu walked quickly out of the bedroom in his pajamas and said sternly: “Where is Xiu? Take me there immediately!”

Wen Chu was so angry his hair almost exploded.

He just slept for a little while, and Xiu went to the battlefield?

Does Xiu know that he is still carrying an egg right now???