When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian immediately screamed, "It hurts, it hurts, Wen Qing, can you be a little gentler as a girl?"

"Shut up, a grown man like you, aren't you ashamed to complain about pain?" He looked at Lan Wangji and said, "He has a sprained joint. I'll apply a compress on it for three or four days and it will be almost healed."

"Three or four days! That's too slow! There's no immediate effect, no immediate pain relief."

This guy was startled, and he glared at him unhappily: "No, Ni is too slow to sprain it at the beginning."

Wei WuXian suddenly shut his mouth. Lan WangJi said, “There is another quicker way besides this.”

"Yes, acupuncture." Wen Qing said, "Acupuncture can invigorate blood circulation, remove blood stasis and eliminate fatigue. For someone like Wei Wuxian, a few needles on the back shouldn't hurt so much tomorrow."

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian, asking for his opinion.

Wei WuXian thought about Wen Qing's silver needle that was more than ten centimeters long, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice: "No, no."

His expression was exactly what Wen Qing saw, and she looked him up and down: "I can't believe you, Wei Wuxian, are afraid of needles."

Wen Qing herself has a sweet look, but perhaps because of her medical practice and frequent trips to collect herbs, her skin is tanned darker than that of ordinary women. This also reduces her sense of weakness and makes her look more resolute.

After being swept by the warm and clever eyes, Wei Wuxian stood behind Lan Wangji calmly and began to talk nonsense:

"You can't give me acupuncture on my back. I'm still a young man. How can I let a girl like you watch me?"

When he said this, his movements and expression were very awkward. If I had to describe it in one word, it would be awkward and shy.

"..."

After hearing his words, Wen Qing had an expression as if she had heard shit, and coupled with his expression, Wen Qing wanted to click her eyes.

Chatting with Wei Wuxian really requires a strong mentality: "Second Master Lan, I'll be leaving now as I go to prepare the medicine."

After saying that, he ran away as if escaping.

Wei WuXian chuckled twice, but held it back when Lan WangJi glanced at him: “Why are you looking at me like that?”

All I heard was Lan Wangji saying, "Don't talk to girls like that anymore."

Wei WuXian said: “I am telling the truth, and I didn’t say anything. What if I ask Wen Qing to help with the acupuncture?”

As he said this, he barely raised one arm and pulled down his collar: "Look."

There were spots of red and blue marks on it, especially on the chest where there were more marks of varying depths.

Lan Wangji's breath caught in his throat and he looked away. He raised his hand to help him pull up his collar tightly and said, "Let's go back and watch."

"..."

“Great, Lan Zhan~” If it weren’t for the pain in his arm, Wei Wuxian would have wanted to applaud his words.

After letting him fix his collar, Wei WuXian asked, “Were you jealous just now?”

"No." These two words were firm and decisive.

"Since there is nothing, why don't you let me talk to Wen Qing like that? Besides, I don't think there is anything wrong with what I said. If I don't say that, then I agree to the acupuncture. How can I explain these marks on me, the marks you made, if they are seen?"

Wei WuXian put extra emphasis on the five words 'you made this'.

Lan Zhan was speechless after hearing what he said: "My fault."

Then she turned away and stopped looking at him.

Wei Wuxian laughed out loud. He particularly liked hearing Lan Wangji say these three words. He didn’t mean anything else, he just felt that he was particularly cute when he said these three words.

I can't fight back and there's nothing I can do.

There was clearly no extra emotional fluctuation, but to Wei Wuxian's ears it sounded like there was some aggrieved tone to his words.

It's like saying, you bully me, you are right, you talk too fast and I can't argue with you.

Wei WuXian leaned in close to him and pecked him on the cheek: “Alright, alright, I know what you mean, frivolous and playboy-like, not serious, right?”

Wei WuXian slowly walked in front of him and said, "I know I was wrong. I won't do this again. I will only do this to you from now on, okay?"

Lan Wangji hummed softly, believing his words for the time being. The two of them went to Wen Qing to get the medicine, thanked her, and then returned to Lan Wangji's room.

Back in the room, Wei Wuxian asked Lan Wangji to help him take off his clothes, revealing his lean upper body. He sat on the bed and fell straight onto the pillow.

"Let's get started, Lan Zhan."

Although Wei Wuxian’s back didn’t have as many marks as the ones on his front, there were still quite a few.

Last night, because his arms were tied to the head of the bed, Wei Wuxian had no chance to take the initiative at all. Although Wei Wuxian begged Lan Wangji to untie them many times, Lan Wangji remained unmoved.

He was like a lamb on the chopping board, completely passive and unable to do anything on his own.

Wei Wuxian felt comfortable, but it was better to avoid doing anything fancy with his body that was not under his control.

Lan Wangji's physique is naturally colder, and the temperature at this time of year is not too high, so the two of them stayed outside for such a long time.

When Lan Wangji's hand touched Wei Wuxian's shoulder, it was so cold that he shivered.

Lan Wangji immediately pulled the quilt beside him and covered him to his waist.

Unexpectedly, the medicine that Wen Qing prescribed for him was even colder than Lan Wangji's hand, and this feeling of coolness was not just on the surface, it was the kind of coolness that could penetrate the skin and go deep into the bone marrow.

Although it is cool, it is very comfortable. It gives goose bumps on my arms when I first touch it, but the feeling becomes refreshing after it dissipates.

The application was on the back and shoulders. Wei Wuxian could even smell the cool scent of the herbs, which was refreshing.

After both sides were covered and bandaged, Wei WuXian said, “I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to control the sword when I fly tomorrow, so respected Second Master Lan, please take a weak man like me with you tomorrow.”

Wei Wuxian didn’t hear Lan Wangji’s voice for a few seconds after he finished speaking, so he turned to look at him.

Lan Wangji stared at his back and then looked into his eyes, his eyes dimmed slightly: "Sorry."

"Ok?"

"I…didn't do the right thing last night."

Wei WuXian turned around with all his strength, sat up, looked at him and said, “There’s nothing to be sorry about. You didn’t expect it, and neither did I. Besides, this wasn’t your original intention.”

Lan Wangji said, “I won’t do that next time.”

"No! Second brother, I like it. I like it most when you tie me up with a headband. The rougher you are, the more I like it."

Lan Wangji: “…”

Wei WuXian said, “But one thing is, if you let me go, you’ll be trapped in the same position for most of the night and it’s very hard to bear it.”

Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Wei WuXian asked again: “Do you know?”

Lan Wangji nodded.