When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After saying that, she winked at him.

Her eyebrows were raised particularly strongly, and she did not hide her teasing of him at all, and she wanted to pull him into her arms like this.

Lan Wangji's breathing rhythm became disordered. He avoided his gaze and stopped talking.

Wei Wuxian smiled charmingly. He picked up the bowl of wine in front of Lan Wangji and shook it gently in front of Lan Wangji's eyes. The whole room was already filled with a strong aroma of wine, and when he shook it in front of Lan Wangji, the aroma filled the room.

The smell was sweet and mellow without being pungent. Coupled with the extremely seductive look in Wei Wuxian's eyes when he looked at him, Lan Wangji's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down.

Wei WuXian held the bowl of wine in front of his nose for a while, then took it back and drank it himself as if to tempt him.

When he was done, he filled up another bowl: "Second Master Lan, are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Lan Wangji had almost finished eating by this time. He calmly put down his chopsticks after a long pause and gently wiped the corners of his mouth: "No need."

Wei WuXian half leaned back in his chair, not touching the bowl of wine he had just poured, but directly picked up the remaining half jar and started drinking.

Lan Wangji looked at him with some concern, and opened his mouth to stop him, but he never said it. Wei Wuxian tilted his head back and drank, drinking in big gulps, drinking happily. Some of the wine flowed out of the can too quickly and slid down his neck and collar before it could enter his mouth.

Seeing him finally put down the wine jar, Lan Wangji felt a little dry in the mouth, so he took a sip of the tea beside him and said, "It's not good for your stomach to drink so much at night."

Wei Wuxian drank half the jar of wine in one breath. His breathing was a little rough and his eyes were slightly moist.

He paused and said, "It's just one jar."

Lan Wangji said: "A jar is also wine."

“It’s just a jar of wine.” To someone like Wuxian who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, Wei Wuxian’s words were nothing. He stood up and walked out of the room, greeting the dozing waiter downstairs.

The waiter looked up at him and asked, "What do you want, sir?"

Wei WuXian said, “Send up two more jars of wine.”

The waiter shook the cloth strip on his shoulder and agreed repeatedly.

After the waiter brought the things up, Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji immediately took out some silver and gave it to the waiter.

After everyone left, they were the only two left in the room.

Wei Wuxian immediately opened another jar. Lan Wangji couldn’t help himself and held his hand down: “No.”

Wei Wuxian looked at him and said, “Lan Zhan, this is not a place with deep waters. You can’t stop me. Besides, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. It’s only the second day after we met again and you’re controlling me in everything. You’re too mean.”

Lan Wangji said, “You can do whatever you want with other things, but you can’t drink this anymore.”

Wei Wuxian rolled his eyes; he was just waiting for Lan Wangji to say this.

He licked his lips and stroked the back of Lan Wangji's hand that was pressing on his with one finger. "The night is deep and spring is in the air. As the saying goes, a short absence is better than a new marriage. I didn't mean to drink too much. I just wanted to have a couple of drinks with Second Young Master Lan. But Second Young Master Lan, if you don't accompany me, then I can only drink by myself with the jar of wine."

Although the two of them are not married yet, the saying "a short separation is better than a new marriage" is indeed very appropriate at this moment and also fits Lan Wangji's inner state.

Lan Wangji was somewhat moved by his words, but although he was moved, he still had his reason, so he could only helplessly say: "Wei Ying, I can't handle the alcohol."

Wei WuXian said: “It’s okay, it’s just one drink. You’ll wake up soon after you get drunk, and we can continue drinking after you wake up. This way, we can both keep drinking.”

Wei Wuxian's words seemed innocent, as if he really just wanted to drink with him, but how could Lan Wangji not know his true thoughts?

As he spoke, Wei WuXian had already picked up the glass of wine that was reserved from the previous jar.

The strong smell of alcohol filled Lan Wangji's nostrils again, making his cheeks begin to heat up. For a moment he was in a trance, not knowing what year or month it was. The hand beside him moved as if to take over.

But Lan Wangji woke up in just a moment. He not only remembered that time, but also the last time he drank at the bonfire banquet. That time, he was drunk and driven by desire. When he woke up, his fingers were already giving him...

Although he had no memory when he was drunk, he knew better than anyone what he would do when he was drunk. When he was sober, he could still restrain himself. But when he was really drunk, he would not be able to hear any sound and would return to his most primitive state.

He had indeed hurt Wei Wuxian pretty badly that time.

Even though he woke up in time during the bonfire party, it took Wei Wuxian three days of applying medicine on his arm before it completely healed.

In fact, it’s just the finishing touch.

Lan Wangji tilted his head slightly, his eyes expressing his refusal. Wei Wuxian saw that his attitude was very firm, so he took the wine back and asked, "Wouldn't it be better to drink it and follow your heart?"

Hearing him asking himself to follow his heart, Lan Wangji looked at him and said, "You know I can't drink much, and you also know that after drinking I will..."

Lan Wangji paused at this point. How could Wei Wuxian possibly do as he wished? He stared at him without blinking, eager to know the answer: "What will happen?"

Lan Wangji: “…”

The way he asked knowingly was really too much, Lan Wangji tilted his chin and bit his lips hard.

The bite was quite powerful, and Wei WuXian cried out in pain: "Lan Zhan, why are you like this?"

Lan Wangji said, “You asked for it.”

Wei WuXian came over, hugged his neck, sat on his lap, kissed his lips and said, "Then I asked for it. Second Young Master Lan, please be nice to me."

The more Lan Wangji endured and gave in, the more Wei Wuxian provoked him and moved forward, wishing to completely crush Lan Wangji's stubborn rationality.

Where Wei Wuxian couldn't see, Lan Wangji had actually been aroused by his arousal, and one hand slid down his back to the small of his back and pinched it hard.

Wei Wuxian’s body trembled with excitement, and his immature reaction made Lan Wangji hit him harder, biting his lips tightly and sucking hard.

The strength in his hands did not decrease at all. He held Wei Wuxian tightly in his arms and allowed him to do whatever he wanted with him. It was completely under his control. After a while, the two separated.

Lan Wangji’s kiss just now was so fierce and deep that Wei Wuxian had no control at all, let alone move at all. His lips were swollen. He slowed down and thought to himself: Oh my god, is Lan Zhan going to eat him up or something? This is too scary.

Lan Wangji's breathing was also very disordered. He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm drunk, you won't be able to bear it."

Wei Wuxian was completely in disbelief when he heard such words from Lan Wangji's mouth.

But these words sounded vaguely familiar. He had said something similar once before.