Chapter 38 The Demonic Consort!

Pei Wu put one hand on Lu Xiwen's shoulder and grabbed the stair railing with the other. After arriving at the room, he sat on the edge of the bed without moving. Lu Xiwen glanced at him and spread out the quilt.

Yunlu Bay was very hot, and Pei Wu wasn't wearing much. His neck was dazzlingly white when his head was lowered. Hearing Lu Xi say "It's done," Pei Wu kicked off his slippers and got into bed. He lightly brushed his pants aside, revealing his ankles and calves, showing the firm lines of a mature man and exuding a sense of power. But perhaps because it was just right, it felt like being kicked in the chest or face wouldn't hurt much, and it was enough...

Lu Xiwen almost slapped himself.

The blanket suddenly blocked out the spring scenery, and Lu Xiwen sensed something, looking at Pei Wu expressionlessly.

Pei Wu leaned against the headboard and looked at him.

“You did it on purpose,” Lu Xiwen said.

Pei Wu's eyes were glazed over, as if he hadn't understood at all. He shrank into the blanket, lay down, and turned over in one smooth motion.

No one can act like this in front of Lu Xiwen; it's all a result of being spoiled, someone thought to themselves.

However, after Pei Wu lay down, his breathing became increasingly heavy. Lu Xiwen was worried that he would suffocate, so he pulled the blanket covering the young man's mouth down a bit. Apart from that, he did not say anything about kicking him out.

Pei Wu looks the cutest when she's asleep.

Lacking gentle refinement and shrewd calculation, he was completely relaxed, like a freshly watered emerald leaf, his blush like petals fallen on the leaf, a picture-perfect sight at any glance.

No wonder Ruan Hanyan went crazy like that.

What bad luck! Lu Xiwen cleared his mind; how could he have thought of him?

The medicine he took gradually took effect, and Pei Wu began to sweat and his fever subsided. He called for "water" three times in between, and each time he was able to drink it.

Just as Lu Xiwen was about to pull his hand away for the last time, Pei Wu grabbed it, almost causing the cup to fall. Helpless, he could only use his other hand to take the cup away, to see what kind of "mischief" Pei Wu was going to cause this time.

Pei Wu turned her face to the side and rubbed it against Lu Xiwen's slightly cool palm, then let out a low, comfortable sigh.

Lu Xiwen: "..."

The more she tried to ignore it, the clearer it became. Every breath sprayed on her skin soaked through her soft hairs. There were even a few times when, dissatisfied with Lu Xiwen's tentative withdrawal, Pei Wu stretched her head to reach for him, her watery lips brushing lightly against Lu Xiwen's fingertips.

Lu Xiwen, a top-tier character who is basically immune to damage, has been feeling like he's been electrocuted for half an hour.

"A demon!" Lu Xiwen thought bitterly with a cold face, his eyes full of contempt as he looked at Pei Wu, as if she were a wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country, while he was a foolish and uncontrollable emperor who had been deceived.

"I need to give Pei Wu a good lesson when I wake up," Lu Xiwen thought to himself.

Pei Wu suddenly trembled as if she were dreaming about something, and subconsciously gripped Lu Xiwen's hand tightly. The Alpha immediately squeezed back, and while worried, awkwardly said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here."

Noticing Pei Wu's "sniffing" motion, he realized something and released his pheromones.

While cursing under his breath, Lu Xiwen pretended to be a hypocrite.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xiwen calmed down. He stared at Pei Wu without blinking, his expression pure and clear, like the morning dew or the clouds in the mountain stream, gazing quietly. It was actually a pure desire. At first, he only thought about touching, caressing, or simply glancing at her, but gradually, he began to think about more things. A restlessness came from the depths of his heart, and in just a few seconds, it could ignite his blood.

Lu Xiwen's eyes gradually darkened. His free hand, through the blanket, followed Pei Wu's shoulder line down to her waist and abdomen, where it clearly slipped down. Lu Xiwen couldn't help but think of what Kuang Junmeng had said about Pei Wu's slender waist.

I don't know where to look all day.

There was hardly any sound coming from the room.

It seemed as if moisture was condensing in the air, silently sticking to the skin. By the time Lu Xiwen came to his senses, sweat had soaked through his clothes without any mercy, and something was blocking his throat, making it hard and difficult to swallow.

The touch in his palm was delicate yet powerful, and Lu Xiwen was plunged into an indescribable and mysterious state. He was a very self-controlled person, but at this moment he watched helplessly as he slid down to a certain place.

The most primal and savage desires, once unleashed, strip away human characteristics and are thrown into nature. The structure of order collapses, one feels the long wind howling across the plains, hears the rumbling of the earth shaking, and can even, for a moment, feel the pulse of the earth's core.

Startled by this mental pull, Pei Wu suddenly opened her eyes.

Lu Xiwen's features were very close.

"Lu Xiwen," Pei Wu said in a hoarse voice, "what are you doing?"

"What did you call me?" Lu Xiwen asked in return.

Pei Wu admitted that there was an element of baiting before, but at this moment he truly sensed a strange danger.

He tried to push Alpha, but couldn't budge him at all. Instead, Alpha frowned and, like a wild beast, gave his hand a warning nibble.

Pei Wu: "?"

Pei Wu was fully awake, except for a slight dizziness, and her rationality returned.

He had read literature about top-tier Alphas, and a sentence he had skimmed through suddenly became clear in his mind: "When dominated by primal emotions, top-tier Alphas are the most aggressive; they will not give up until they achieve their goal. Appropriate satisfaction and appeasement can reduce their dangerousness."

Putting this into account, Pei Wu suddenly thought of a possibility, "Lu Xiwen, are you in your most vulnerable period?"

Top-tier individuals aren't immune to pheromones; it's just that their immunity to pheromones and exceptional self-awareness allow them to safely navigate through these periods.

Lu Xiwen didn't answer. He pressed down on her and buried his head in Pei Wu's neck.

It was itchy and made her heart race. Pei Wu subconsciously pulled back, but worried about angering him, she could only try to stay calm. "Lu Xiwen, you need..." Pei Wu couldn't resist being rubbed, so she turned her head away: "What do you need me to do?"

It's not about "walk away" or "stop," but about asking what to do.

Lu Xiwen broke through the chaos with a sliver of clarity, and when he realized the current situation, it was as if he had been hit over the head with a club, leaving him seeing stars.

Demon Queen... Demon Queen!

Did just a few tens of minutes together cause him to lose control again?!

That night, Pei Wu was drunk and could get away with it, but now that he was sober, it was obviously unrealistic to pretend that nothing had happened.

But it's alright, Lu Xiwen thought to himself. He kept a straight face, trying to use his out-of-control state to deceive Pei Wu. As long as he got out of this room, everything would be fine.

However, as soon as she raised her body, Pei Wu looked over nervously.

Lu Xiwen didn't know what he had just done to make Pei Wu's hair disheveled, his eyes glistening, and the usually pale skin of the young man regain its color, making him look incredibly lively.

I want……

What was I supposed to do again? Lu Xiwen thought to himself.

Wake up! Being dominated by pheromones is an excuse for the weak! All sorts of warnings in Lu Xiwen's mind turned into gibberish, making his face look extremely ugly. It also made him forget that Pei Wu was a Beta and didn't have any pheromones at all.

Pei Wu felt that Lu Xiwen's aura was getting lower and lower, as if he hadn't been comforted enough. He hesitated for only a second before raising his hand to hug Lu Xiwen's neck, pulling him closer to himself, and then gently stroking the back of his head.

Clap—

The iron tower of "reason" in Lu Xiwen's mind simply shattered.

It's as if it had been sun-dried and softened long ago.

"Is this okay?" Pei Wu asked softly.

Lu Xiwen: "…………"

Lu Xiwen's whole body was extremely lively. His internal organs, blood, and bones seemed to come alive, blowing and churning inside him. His brain was even more outrageous, roaring, "Why are you touching my head?" while excitedly shouting, "Ahhh!"

All his blood rushed to his head, and the ringing in his ears was like a raging tsunami as he cried out, "Demon Queen! Demon Queen!"

Pei Wu felt Lu Xiwen's body harden like a stone, and she had no idea what was going on.

"Are you feeling better?" Pei Wu asked, tentatively stopping her stroking motion.

Lu Xiwen's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Pei Wu suddenly realized, said "It's nothing, it's nothing," and quickly continued to pat his head.