Chapter 185

Chapter 185

After detecting the guide's pheromone in the air, Feng Chen abruptly turned to look at Yan Bubu.

Yan Bubu, nestled in his arms, was still engrossed in his own storytelling. His expressions shifted between worry and joy, vividly animated, showing no sign of abnormality.

"Wang Suizi and the others must have had no proper rest these days, searching for us everywhere. Where do you think they have reached? Could they have also gone to Chaya Peak, just not realizing we're at the cliff base?"

Not receiving a response for a while, Yan Bubu nudged Feng Chen with his shoulder, "What do you think?"

He looked up at Feng Chen and was slightly startled.

Feng Chen was also staring at him, his gaze and expression somewhat strange.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Bubu touched his own face, then looked around, "Did you notice something? There couldn't be zombies here, right? Are you—"

Feng Chen grasped his chin, turning his head back to face him, his eyes scanning Yan Bubu's face.

Yan Bubu, with his mouth half open in surprise, asked vaguely, "What's wrong?" He touched his face again, "Is there something on my face?"

Feng Chen released his chin, his palm covering Yan Bubu's forehead, asking, "Haven't you noticed anything unusual with your body?"

"Unusual? There's nothing unusual..." Yan Bubu had just finished speaking when his eyes shifted, his expression changing as he weakly slumped into Feng Chen's arms, "I feel very unwell. My body is starting to heat up, and it feels like there's a fire burning inside me."

"Definitely not right, it must be the combination heat..." Yan Bubu's voice trailed off, his expression becoming uncertain and alarmed.

He slowly straightened up from Feng Chen's embrace, facing him.

Feng Chen asked again, "Do you feel anything?"

After a two-second silence, Yan Bubu mumbled, "I really do feel, genuinely feel a bit hot..."

"Really feel a bit hot?"

"Yes, I'm truly feeling a bit hot this time, haha," Yan Bubu laughed dryly.

Feng Chen, however, didn't join in the laughter, but kept staring at him intently.

Yan Bubu's breathing became increasingly rapid, his voice tightening, "I really feel unwell, it's such a strange sensation. Touch me, I think I really have a fever."

He pressed Feng Chen's hand back onto his forehead, "What do you think? Am I feverish? I feel like my heart is burning – it's really beating fast, thump thump thump... Can you hear it?"

Feng Chen said nothing and did not remove his hand. Yan Bubu, being so close to him, could only see his Adam's apple moving and a bead of sweat glistening on his chin.

"Brother, I'm not lying to you. I did lie just now, but now, I, I—"

Yan Bubu seemed to think of something, abruptly stopping mid-sentence, breathing rapidly and shortly while his eyes widened.

"Haven't figured it out yet?" Feng Chen withdrew his hand from Yan Bubu's forehead and asked in a low voice.

His voice was different from usual, hoarse and deep, carrying an indescribable nuance. Yan Bubu felt his ears heating up, his body trembling involuntarily.

"I've, I've figured it out," Yan Bubu said.

Feng Chen lifted his chin, "Figured out what?"

Yan Bubu, forced to look up at him, asked uncertainly, "Is it the mating heat, right? Is it the mating heat?"

Feng Chen looked at him intently for two seconds before replying, "Yes, it's the mating heat."

Yan Bubu was stunned.

Although he had always been anticipating the onset of the mating heat, having hoped for it so long, it seemed like a distant, unattainable thing, just a term he used casually.

But unexpectedly, it had arrived so suddenly.

Just as Yan Bubu was about to suggest they double-check, in case it was an illness, he suddenly felt a wave of heat rising in his lower abdomen, rapidly spreading throughout his body.

Panic-stricken, he reached for Feng Chen but found his body weak, leaning forward and collapsing into Feng Chen's arms.

"Brother, brother..." The strange and unfamiliar sensation inside him caused Yan Bubu's heart to race. He clutched at Feng Chen's shirt, calling out to him in a fluster.

Feng Chen's forehead was beaded with sweat, his hair damp, yet his tone was very gentle, "It's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"I'm not afraid, just a bit panicked. So this is what it feels like, let me just feel it for a moment... Haha." Yan Bubu laughed shortly, then quickly furrowed his brows.

"What's wrong?"

"...I don't know, just... uncomfortable... can't really describe it."

Yan Bubu's vision gradually blurred, aware only that Feng Chen was looking at him. He felt as if he was submerged in warm water, his body relaxing from tension to ease, slowly softening. He also smelled the pleasant scent of Feng Chen, like the richest wine, making his head heavy, from slightly tipsy to deeply intoxicated.

"Brother, I'm in mating heat, I... I'm in mating heat." Yan Bubu's body couldn't stop trembling lightly.

Feng Chen's nose gently brushed against his face, his breath fluttering over his skin, "...I know."

Yan Bubu's skin became extraordinarily sensitive at that moment, feeling ticklish where Feng Chen touched him, as if ants were crawling over him. He pressed closer to Feng Chen, their bodies tightly entwined, moving slowly against each other, yet still feeling it wasn't close enough, as if they were still too far apart.

"Brother..." He called out to Feng Chen, a hint of distress in his voice, almost sobbing.

"I'm here, right here."

Feng Chen's voice remained calm, a stark contrast to Yan Bubu's agitation. But when Yan Bubu's hand touched his face, he found the skin beneath his palm just as scorching as his own.

Yan Bubu leaned in with trembling lips, his voice shaky and intermittent, "I know, you're already, already consumed by desire. You want to pounce, tear me to pieces, and then, then devour me..."

This time, Feng Chen didn’t counter, only murmuring in an equally unsteady voice, "Yes, I'm about to ignite."

Despite being already close to Feng Chen, Yan Bubu continued to press into his embrace, as if trying to embed himself into Feng Chen's body.

He saw Feng Chen's hair, wet as if drenched in rain, some strands clinging to his forehead, revealing those deep, dark eyes beneath.

Feng Chen's gaze seemed foreign, filled with an aggression and ferocity Yan Bubu had never seen before. Yet his voice remained gentle, "Are you ready?"

Yan Bubu’s consciousness grew increasingly hazy, whimpering incoherently, "I'm ready, hurry and tear me to pieces, shred me into strips..."

As soon as Yan Bubu finished speaking, the world seemed to turn upside down. He found himself lying on soft grass, with Feng Chen looming over him. A buzzing sound filled his head as Feng Chen’s psychic force forcefully entered his mental domain, dominantly sweeping across, entwining every tendril of his mind.

Feng Chen's heated breath fluttered across Yan Bubu’s face, followed closely by equally fervent kisses…

Yan Bubu felt this process was beyond the scope of words.

His vision was filled with the crescent moon above, shaking violently as if it might fall from the sky.

Yet he felt himself entwined with Feng Chen, whirled up involuntarily into a verdant field. There, in the expanse of green, they entangled and chased each other, every strand of his mental tendrils tightly wound with Feng Chen's psychic force, a sensation so blissful it made him shiver uncontrollably.

The world he was in kept transforming.

The green field sometimes turned into a beach, with grains of sand shimmering like gold. Nearby, in the azure sea, dolphins leaped joyously, chirping merrily.

Overwhelmed by immense pleasure, feeling as if he might perish in endless ecstasy, he dove into the sea in a bid to escape.

But Feng Chen's psychic force relentlessly pursued, not allowing any escape, firmly yet tenderly entwining him in the water, then together they drifted towards the surface…

He felt as if he kept climbing higher, until he reached a rainbow bridge in the sky.

He moved through the colorful clouds, seeking a place to hide and catch his breath. But when he realized Feng Chen's psychic energy wasn’t following, he quickly turned around and hurried back...

……

Sasa Ka, with its psychic link to Feng Chen severed, was carrying Binunu on its back, slowly walking at the bottom of the cliff, strolling on a path bathed in moonlight.

It suddenly heard a kind of erratic noise in the distance and stopped, pricking up its ears. Binunu also straightened up and let out a puzzled howl.

Sasa Ka considered going towards the sound, but the path only led in the other direction. Looking into the thick darkness ahead and realizing the noises were not a sign of danger, it eventually continued its leisurely walk along the path.

With the moonlight so beautiful, it was more important to continue the walk with Binunu.

……

Yan Bubu had lost consciousness earlier and woke up to find himself lying in a cave. Underneath him was a thick layer of green grass, and he was covered only with Feng Chen's tattered coat.

Rubbing his slightly swollen eyes, he tried to call out for his brother, but his voice came out hoarsely, barely audible to himself.

Suddenly, two large heads loomed close, both Binunu and Sasa Ka looking at him with some concern.

Yan Bubu turned his head to look around, not seeing Feng Chen, he croaked out an explanation, "I'm fine, not sick, where's brother?"

Just as he finished speaking, Feng Chen climbed into the cave entrance. He was only wearing long pants, tucked into his military boots, his legs long and straight. His upper body was bare, revealing his toned muscles, but his otherwise smooth skin was now covered with scratches that could make one's heart race.

Feng Chen, holding a wooden basin, was momentarily startled upon meeting Yan Bubu's gaze. He then looked away uncomfortably before quickly looking back, asking as usual, "Awake?"

"Mhm," Yan Bubu hummed softly through his nose.

Feng Chen's expression remained unchanged, but a blush suddenly crept up his ears.

He sat down beside Yan Bubu, wrung out a cloth soaked in the basin, and placed it over his eyelids, "This cold compress will help. Look at how swollen your eyes are, like peaches."

Yan Bubu pulled down the cloth to reveal his eyes, which seemed to be brimming with water, "...but then I can't see you."

His voice was sweet and cloying, causing Feng Chen to blush even more, the redness spreading from his ears down to his neck.

"Don't remove it, you need to reduce the swelling," Feng Chen said hurriedly, pulling the cloth back over Yan Bubu's eyes.

The coolness on his eyes was very soothing, so Yan Bubu didn't try to remove it again.

He wanted to turn towards Feng Chen, but just moving his body a little caused a wave of soreness. The pain was particularly intense in a certain area, eliciting a pained cry from him, "Ow..."

"Where does it hurt?" Feng Chen's voice sounded tense.

"Everywhere hurts, it's all because of you," Yan Bubu, although unable to see, pointed to various parts of his body, cooing, "Here, here, and here, especially here, all because of you..."

"You two go out and hunt a mutated species, I'll be cooking soon," Feng Chen said, holding Yan Bubu's hand and instructing Binunu and Sasa Ka.

"Ao!" Binunu pointed to the cave wall, where the wild wolf mutant they had caught the previous night lay.

Feng Chen spoke in a deep voice, "One isn’t enough, we need another one."

Binunu: ???

After the two quantum beasts left the cave, Feng Chen uncovered the clothes on Yan Bubu’s body. He hadn't seen clearly when he bathed Yan Bubu last night, but now in the daylight, with bright light at the cave entrance, the large bruises on Yan Bubu’s fair skin were especially noticeable.

Yan Bubu still had the cloth over his eyes, but aware that Feng Chen was looking at him, he said plaintively before being asked, “My whole body hurts, it's unbearable.”

“Mhm,” Feng Chen responded softly.

“It's all because of you!”

“Mhm.”

After some rustling, Yan Bubu felt Feng Chen apply some liquid on his body. It was cool and slightly chilled, immediately easing the soreness.

Feng Chen explained, "It's a herbal remedy, scientifically known as Ground Ear Grass. I saw some growing on the cliffside. When mixed with water, its juice can relieve muscle soreness. Remember the characteristics of Ground Ear Grass; its leaves are tiny, just like fingernails..."

Feng Chen's voice trailed off as he looked down at his chest, where a hand was gently sliding over his skin.

Following the hand upwards, Feng Chen saw the pale arm adorned with green and purple bruises. His gaze darkened as he asked in a low voice, "Who was just complaining about unbearable discomfort?"

"Me, I am in so much pain, my whole body hurts," Yan Bubu's hand slid to Feng Chen's abdomen, moving over his firm abs, yet his voice remained plaintive, "It's all your fault. I'm in agony."

Feng Chen looked somewhat speechless, "If you're afraid of pain, don't move around. Just like last night, begging for mercy and crying, yet you wouldn't let me—"

He stopped mid-sentence, but Yan Bubu feigned ignorance, "Wouldn't let you what? What wouldn't I let you do?"

Feng Chen remained silent, looking at the marks on Yan Bubu's body with a mix of regret and sympathy. He allowed him to explore while carefully applying the Ground Ear Grass juice.

"Actually, despite the pain, it feels good..." Yan Bubu's hand roamed, moving down from his abdomen, "Oh? Quite spirited, aren't you? Caught you... Haha."

Just moments ago he seemed pitiful, but now he let out a triumphant, raspy laugh. Feng Chen's brows twitched as he grasped the mischievous hand and moved it away, "Stay still, stop fidgeting."

"Telling me to behave now? Weren't you the one who was misbehaving last night? When you had your fill, then I wasn't allowed to misbehave?" After Yan Bubu's tongue-twister, he sighed wistfully, "Brother, last night you seemed like a different person, especially when you flipped me over and pinned me down—"

"Shut up!" Feng Chen cut him off hastily, "How can you say anything that comes to your mind? Don't you have any sense of shame?"

"I am embarrassed, I'm very shy," Yan Bubu covered his face with his hand, his voice still spilling through his fingers, "Really, last night, when you forced me to look at you instead of the moon, I was somewhat embarrassed. I have to tell you, your sweat was dripping on my chest—"

"Shut up! Do you want me to gag you with a cloth?" Feng Chen interrupted again. His upper body was flushed red, making the scratches less noticeable.

"Alright, I'll stay quiet then."

Yan Bubu remained silent until Feng Chen finished applying the medicine. He then reached to remove the bandage from his eyes, "Let me see you, to check for any injuries on your body. I'll apply the medicine on you as well."

"No need!" Feng Chen quickly restrained his hand, "I don't need you to apply any medicine on me. Just keep the compress on; your eyes are swollen as if stung by bees."

Yan Bubu grumbled, "Why won't you let me apply the medicine on you? Last night, you weren't like this. I remember trying to crawl away, but you pulled me back. I couldn’t escape... You're really disappointing..."

"Ah..." Feng Chen sighed deeply. After a pause, he suddenly burst into laughter.