I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Chapter 56 When there is no deception in love

"Can you only speak the truth now?"

"Yeah..."

Wen Fengjin bowed his head and leaned over to press Wang Xiaomie's forehead with his sharpened fingers, forcing Wang Xiaomie to raise his head.

They locked their gazes on each other. Wen Fengjin was like an evil dragon with his own BGM, and Wang Xiaomie was like a foolish prince whose height wasn't even as tall as the evil dragon's legs.

After a brief pause, Wen Fengjin abruptly extended his 'hmm' intonation, the sound filled with evil glee.

Wang Xiaomie trembled immediately.

It is said that it is wrong to admit one's shortcomings but fail to remedy them. A wise man submits to his circumstances, and it was right to be cowardly in the first place!

Saying something pleasant now could spare his life, but Wang Xiaomie ignored the 'truth curse' bestowed upon him by the feather pattern.

As a result...

"I was wrong!" Wang Xiaomie said.

"But I'll still dare it next time!" he added.

One second he admitted his mistake, yet couldn't help but tell the truth the very next instant. In short, he was too awesome! Heh.

In this regard, Wang Xiaomie: "......" Sonofabi*ch!!!

Wang Xiaomie almost put a zipper on his mouth as he saw Wen Fengjin's smile grow bigger and bigger. In a panic, he covered his lips, but Wen Fengjin quickly clasped his two wrists in one hand and forced them against the glass on top of his head.

"It’s time to speak the truth now." Wen Fengjin stated as he approached him. Their eyes were locked and their noses were almost touching, each breath laden with the scent of the other party.

Wang Xiaomie shouted in his heart that he was done for. Wen Fengjin pressed his finger just as he was about to tolerate the pain and say rubbish, and the tingling pain in his forehead caused Wang Xiaomie's gaze to sink back into those deep eyes.

"I’ll know if you put up with the pain and tell lies." The man stated: "It won’t be something that pain can fix at that point. Be obedient. Got it?"

Wang Xiaomie: "..."

Do I have other options besides saying yes? Wang Xiaomie burst into tears[1].

So, in the bathroom, they launched the most genuine 'Truth or Dare' ever.

"Are you keeping anything regarding the feather pattern from me?" Wen Fengjin half-smiled and stared at Wang Xiaomie as if he was stalking his prey.

Wang Xiaomie: "...Yes."

"What are you hiding?"

"I— it was strange when I looked at you. I desperately wanted to be close to you, and I was inexplicably wishing—"

"Wishing what?"

"To bite your throat."

The red and moist lips pursed up and rose even more joyfully. "What after biting it, did you want to drink the blood inside?"

Wang Xiaomie’s face grew pale as he struggled to suppress the answer, but he was frightened by the warning gaze.

"...I did." He had no idea why he had such evil thoughts. Wang Xiaomie's grasped palm clenched slowly.

"I'm not going to be angry." Wen Fengjin cut Wang Xiaomie's self-blame short, removed the hand from Wang Xiaomie's forehead, and pried apart the milk dog's lips to reveal the tiny tiger teeth. "On the contrary, I'm looking forward to it."

Wang Xiaomie: "..."

"I'm very satisfied with this question. Before proceeding to the next question—" Wen Fengjin gave Wang Xiaomie a quick kiss. The lips pressed against each other and parted swiftly.

"Good children need candy and rewards." Wen Fengjin cocked his brows, his eyes flashing with light.

'Boom!'

Wang Xiaomie's face reddened instantly, and not even his neck and ears were spared.

Wen Fengjin thoroughly enjoyed this scene, and his questions became increasingly wicked.

"Which areas of my body do you like?"

"...Face, chest muscles, and—" Wang Xiaomie held back for a long time before blurting out, "and that."

"Oh~ Were you satisfied with my performance yesterday?"

"...Satisfied."

"Was it comfortable?"

"...Comfortable."

"My that..."

"Can you not talk about stuff that is inappropriate for children!!!" Wang Xiaomie blushed and almost exploded on the spot.

"All right, one last question." Wen Fengjin promised.

"Do you love me?"

"..."

"No lying, I said. Don’t make me angry. Xiaomie, what's your answer?"

Wang Xiaomie was forced to sit on the cold sink, and his hands were restrained as well. He wanted to escape but was unable to do so. He felt like he was being bullied. He was ashamed into anger and also feeling wronged.

He pursed his lips tightly and twitched the tip of his nose without saying anything.

Wen Fengjin kissed his lips once again. This time, he was gentle and encouraging.

"Tell me what your answer is."

"...I love you! Satisfied? Now let me go!"

Wang Xiaomie was like a small animal backed into a corner. He was no match for his opponent, and he wanted to cry because he was upset with himself.

He yelled, and then let out a few sobbing sounds of frustration.

Wen Fengjin pressed his nose against the red apple-like cheek, as if he could smell the fruit’s sweet fragrance through the thin skin.

He straightened up, closed his eyes filled with tender love and affection, stored the Demon Lord’s softest feelings in his life, and let go of the other person's restraint before pressing the back of his head into his chest.

In that chest was an overly calm heart that throbbed solely for one person.

A muffled voice came from his arms.

"You a$$hole! Sonofabi*ch! You are a big bast*rd!"

"Then do you like it?" Wen Fengjin inquired, agreeing quietly with closed eyes.

Wang Xiaomie's eyes were red, and he wanted to say he didn't like it.

In fact, he opened his mouth and said, "I like it."

"..."

Ahhhh!!! This freaking truth bug!!!!!

Wang Xiaomie roared as he fell apart.

But a gentle voice with a soft smile came from above his head.

"I love you too. I like you the most."

"..."

"I love you so much."

"..."

Bast*rd! Wang Xiaomie muttered, shrinking into Wen Fengjin’s chest.

They hugged quietly for a while.

"Oh, that's right." Wen Fengjin kissed the top of his head and added suddenly, "I haven't given you your final reward yet. Do you think it's okay to give it here?"

Wang Xiaomie: "!!!"

Reward? What a great reward!

The chubby milk dog pushed away the big bad wolf on his body and was about to run away, terrified, when he was caught again by the back of his neck.

"I just want to study your feather pattern."

The big bad wolf said as he easily removed his clothes and studied the milk dog all over.

… … …

Bai Yu, who had been condemned by his guilty conscience after withdrawing into his room, intended to intervene in the fight and had just placed his hand on the doorknob when he heard Wang Xiaomie’s scream.

Bai Yu: "..."

...Forget it, a poor Daoist does not die for the sake of a dead pathfriend[2]. We’ll see each other again in the next life, brother!

[Censorship has turned off the lights.]

The author has something to say: Catch the bug later.

Footnotes:

[1] lèi bēn: It means "tears run down involuntarily like a flowing river" in slang. It's an exaggeration used to indicate surprise, anxiety, relief, and so on. 

[2] 死道友不死贫道: When someone says this, it indicates that they are extremely selfish. When a conflict of interest or life is at jeopardy, they would rather sacrifice their friend to protect themself, even though both the close friend and themself are "cultivators" aka Daoists. As a result, this phrase is commonly said after the incident, rather than in front of friends. If it's in front of friends, it must be that their friendship is strong and they can mess around.