Xuan Yang's voice, usually firm and assured, held a hint of shyness as he spoke. "I am in love and in a fully committed relationship with you."
Xu Feng's eyes widened in surprise, the lamplight casting a warm glow in the living room. It was an unexpected confession from the typically reserved young master of the Xuan family, one of the most prominent immortal blood families.
He had just professed his love for Xu Feng, and not like a domineering president, instead it was soft and sweet and matched the flush on his face. It was cute, endearing even.
Xuan Jian, more composed but no less sincere, added, "I feel the same way. We might need some kind of recognition, but legalities may not easily accommodate two husbands for one wife."
The contemplative expressions on their faces spoke volumes to Xu Feng. They were contemplating a future together, pondering the logistics and possibilities. They were solidifying their union in their minds.
