Who's Your Wife?

Half a year later, Liu Ruyuan from the neighboring class had become one of the school's most talked-about figures.

She and the school belle, Gao Yue, often came and went with rich young masters like Wang Feng and Cui Haitao.

Some classmates looked at Feng Rumeng with pity.

"She acted so high and mighty. I bet her guts have turned green with regret."

"Yeah. If someone offered me five hundred thousand, I'd be willing too."

"It's not about the money. The important thing is that he's handsome."

The whispers spread, and her roommate Li Man couldn't stand listening to them. She often snapped back on her behalf.

Feng Rumeng had never cared. All she cared about were her studies and a place at the Supernatural Academy...

People always wanted what they couldn't have, and Wang Feng began making threats...

Feng Rumeng was unmoved by either persuasion or force. She replied with just three words: "I'm not selling."

Now, standing to one side and watching these events from the past, Feng Qumeng felt no ripples in her heart. Even if she could do it all over again, she wouldn't regret the choice she had made.

Long Xingye spouted filthy talk that made even him blush. His large hands brushed over the places that made his body and heart sway as he leisurely massaged Feng Rumeng's legs and shoulders.

He suddenly noticed how faint Feng Rumeng's breathing was and instinctively retreated half a step.

The moment Feng Rumeng opened her eyes, she punched and kicked him. "Your grandma's leg! You used me to cultivate?"

Long Xingye covered his bruised face. "Honey, we can talk this out. We're both civilized people."

"Civilized? You've got the nerve to call yourself civilized!" Feng Rumeng raised her foot to kick him again, but then she thought about what he had said and glared at her. "Did you just say 'honey,' 'civilized,' and 'people'?"

"Aren't you cold? Why don't you put some clothes on first?" Long Xingye lecherously glanced down.

"Close your eyes," Feng Rumeng ordered viciously.

"Right away, my queen." Long Xingye quickly closed his purple eyes.

Feng Rumeng took clothes out of her space and put them on. Then she held a dagger to his neck. "Talk. What the hell are you?"

Long Xingye opened his beautiful eyes, glanced at the blade, and pinched its blunt edge between his fingers, pushing it away as he said with a grin:

"We're husband and wife. There's no need to pull a knife. It's scary. If you're really angry, you can beat me up again."

Feng Rumeng moved to put the knife back to his neck, and Long Xingye whined, "Honey, I scare easily. Don't frighten me."

"Who's your wife?" Feng Rumeng met his captivating gaze.

"You took my innocence," Long Xingye said, looking utterly aggrieved. "You can't kill the donkey once it's done turning the mill."

"If we hadn't formed a contract, could your body, which had been smashed so badly it couldn't even be picked up, still be so lively now?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head and rubbed it pitifully against Feng Rumeng's chest.

Feng Rumeng had just raised her leg when Long Xingye caught her ankle.

Feng Rumeng looked up, and Long Xingye let go with a shameless grin. "Would you believe me if I said I didn't mean it?"

"Where is this, and what's your situation?" Feng Rumeng demanded.

"This is the Ten Thousand Demons Cave." Long Xingye spread his hands. "As you can see, I'm a cursed dragon."

Feng Rumeng put away the dagger and looked at the dark cave entrance ahead. "How do I get out of here?"

Long Xingye leaned against the stone wall, his arms pillowed behind his head. "Do you remember how you got in?"

Feng Rumeng thought back. "A cloud of black smoke pulled me in. When I woke up, I saw a beast like you..."

Long Xingye smiled nonchalantly. "I'm a dragon beast, not a beast."

"Right, you're worse than a beast," Feng Rumeng retorted.

"Hey, how can you talk about your husband like that?" Long Xingye said indignantly.

"I don't have time to waste on you. Take me out. I need to save someone."

"I'd like to, but I've been trapped here for a hundred years. I've tried every possible way and still haven't gotten out."

"A hundred years? You're that old? How could you have the nerve to form a contract with me?"

"You think I'm old? I've only just come of age, in the flower of my youth!"

Feng Rumeng muttered, "Who asked about your dragon's age? I was asking about you."

Long Xingye's face darkened. "I'd just turned twenty-two before I came here. I was in a car accident, and when I woke up, I was already inside a dragon egg. I'd only just hatched and hadn't even had time to say a word before the original body's dragon father swatted me down into this Ten Thousand Demons Cave."

Meng Rumeng cleared her throat, trying to ease the mood. "Really? You didn't lie about your age, did you?"

"No," Long Xingye said, muttering inwardly, I'd just crossed the threshold into college that year. How old do you think I was? If I tell the truth, will you buy me milk tea?

The woman before him was beautiful and had a great figure. Back in his old world, he might not have been able to reach her even if he'd gotten on his knees and licked her boots. Even the word "beauty" didn't do her justice.

It was just that temper! He always felt that one wrong word could send him ascending on the spot.

He rubbed the spot she had kicked earlier. His ribs still hurt a little.

Feng Ru took a deep breath. "Just because you can't get out doesn't mean I can't. Maybe this place was made to keep you in. For all I know, that dragon body of yours belongs to some kind of world-upending demon king."

Long Xingye glanced at the black opening ahead. "Forget about that way. There are things inside that you can't bear to see. I still haven't cleared it myself, so taking you along would be a stretch."

"It's that mysterious?" Feng Rumeng looked up at the cave ceiling. "Don't tell me I came down through there."

Long Xingye walked up to her and folded his arms. "Think it's incredible? You really did come down through there. But I've tried countless times and couldn't get through the barrier above us."

He pinched his chin in thought. Does the barrier only block creatures on the inside?

Feng Rumeng stared up for a while. "Send me up there. I'll try."

Long Xingye's purple eyes brightened. "What do I get for sending you up?"

Feng Rumeng rolled her eyes elegantly. "What do you want?"

Long Xingye lowered his gaze to her. "I want to do it again."

Bang. His other eye turned black too. Long Xingye covered it. "Are you trying to murder your own husband? We've formed a contract and become husband and wife. It's not too much to sleep together, is it?"

Feng Rumeng gave a soft scoff. "I've already formed contracts with two others. One more or less makes no difference."

Long Xingye's handsome phoenix eyes looked innocent. "You can't tear down the wall after crossing the river. I've been trapped in this godforsaken place for a hundred years and finally endured until my dragon body came of age. You slept with me and now you're trying to deny it. What am I supposed to do for the rest of my life?"

Feng Rumeng ignored him. She shot out a nanowire, fixed it to the stone wall, and climbed upward.

Seeing this, Long Xingye lay down on the beast hide, crossed and swung his legs, and pillowed his head on his arms. He crunched on Beast Crystals as he watched Feng Rumeng busy herself above, amusement in his eyes.

Feng Rumeng climbed for ages, until she was so tired her breathing grew uneven, but the white barrier above her head always seemed to remain the same distance away.

The wall above was steep, with nowhere to rest her feet. After three hours, she gave up. On her way down, she accidentally missed her footing and fell.

Long Xingye caught her in a flash. "Honey, how did it go?"

Feng Rumeng slipped out of his arms and looked at the Beast Crystals of every color filling the chamber. Just how strong was this guy? Even the lowest-ranked ones were red, seventh-tier Beast Crystals, and there were a great many gold and purple ones.

She knew dragons liked shiny things, but there had to be at least tens of thousands here. Wouldn't he have hunted the vicious beasts to extinction?

Long Xingye drew her into his arms and kissed her slender neck. "I have plenty more in my space. They're all yours."

Feng Rumeng lifted her chin slightly. "What tier are you?"

"Kiss me and I'll tell you." A sly gleam flashed in Long Xingye's eyes.

Feng Rumeng rolled her eyes at him. "What's your name?"

"Long Xingye. What about you, pretty lady?" Long Xingye looked down at her sweetly.

"Feng Rumeng."

"That's such a lovely name, pretty lady," Long Xingye said, unstinting with his praise.

Feng Rumeng's lips curved, and her voice was charming and sweet. "Xingye~"