When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

When Wei WuXian had laughed enough, his tears started to flow, and it took him a long time to explain:

"You are really good at guessing, but I really disappoint you this time. Actually, this child is from a friend's family I picked up. His name is Wen Yuan. If you think so, you can also regard him as the child of me and your Second Young Master Lan."

“Ah, this…” Everyone was stunned upon hearing this. For a moment, they didn’t know which words Wei Wuxian said were true and which were false, or how to understand them.

Some of the students have already reacted and sighed slightly. They thought they were eating the melon at the forefront, but in the end they found out that it was a fake melon.

Several people apologized to Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji for what they had just said, and then said, "Jingxing Jun, can we take the child out to play for a while?"

Wei WuXian said, “Of course, you guys go ahead.”

Lan Wangji warned, “Don’t make loud noises.”

They were not making any noise. The sound of their conversations was not as loud as Wei Wuxian's laughter alone.

But no one dared to say anything, they just nodded, and then three or four people led a child out of the library.

The library fell silent again. Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Yuan's small back as he was led away by the Lan family's disciples with a faint smile on his face, as if he had already seen Wen Yuan growing up to become Si Zhui under the teachings of the Lan family.

Wei Wuxian's body softened and he leaned slightly against Lan Wangji. He smelled the familiar scent on Lan Wangji's body, then turned around and fell into Lan Wangji's arms and rubbed against him: "Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”

Wei WuXian said: “You smell so good, so nice…”

Wei WuXian’s mouth was filled with a sigh of satisfaction.

Wei Wuxian put his arms around Lan Wangji’s waist and called out Lan Wangji’s name over and over again: “Lan Zhan…”

"Lan Zhan..."

"Lan... Ugh!"... Zhan...

When Wei Wuxian couldn't help but call out Lan Wangji's name for the third time in a row, Lan Wangji couldn't hold back any longer and picked him up, then kissed him passionately.

Compared to Wei Wuxian's eloquent expression of his longing, Lan Wangji is better at using straightforward actions to express his irrepressible feelings at the moment.

The soft lips were wrapped and licked carefully. Lan Wangji's movements were a little hasty, probably because he missed her so much.

His heart full of joy at Wei Wuxian's sudden appearance beside him turned into a hug and a kiss.

Wei Wuxian paused for a moment before he put his wrist on Lan Wangji's shoulder.

Lan Wangji kissed him deeply, and Wei Wuxian cooperated obediently.

My ears were filled with the heavy breathing of the two people.

After a while, there was a rustling sound, and then Wei Wuxian felt his body lighten, and he was lifted up by Lan Wangji.

Wei Wuxian subconsciously wanted to hug Lan Wangji tightly, but before he could react, his entire back hit the desk and his body fell on it.

Lan Wangji’s movements were quite heavy, and when Wei Wuxian’s back hit him, there was a “bang” sound.

Wei WuXian cried out even though it didn’t hurt.

Lan Wangji let the man go, looked up at him, and pushed aside some books that were in the way on the table.

They are so eager and have cleared the place so well that there is a sense that something big is about to happen.

After kissing for so long, Wei Wuxian's collar had already loosened, while Lan Wangji's was only slightly wrinkled.

Wei Wuxian put his hand on Lan Wangji's chest and helped him straighten his collar. He asked casually, "Lan Zhan, why did you tidy up the table so neatly? Do you want to have sex with me here again?"

Wei Wuxian always used straightforward words, and he used the most innocent expression and the most ordinary tone to say the most infuriating words.

Lan Wangji was so aroused by the kiss that he placed Wei Wuxian on the table just to make the two of them more comfortable during their intimate contact.

As for Wei Wuxian's question, Lan Wangji's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and there was a gleam in his eyes, as if he was really considering Wei Wuxian's words.

Wei Wuxian stood up and sat on the desk, a head taller than Lan Wangji. He smiled and said, “I have to say, it is very exciting to work in broad daylight in this library where people may come in at any time.”

Lan Wangji whispered, “You can’t get in.”

As he spoke, Lan Wangji pulled Wei Wuxian down by his collar, then tilted his head upwards and kissed him.

Wei Wuxian slid down from the table and fell onto Lan Wangji’s lap, inseparable.

Wei Wuxian’s clothes are much easier to take off than Lan Wangji’s.

With just a kiss and a touch, Wei Wuxian's clothes were completely torn apart, and were stripped off and hung between his arms.

One third of the back is exposed.

It shows a different scenery.

Seeing that Lan Wangji was still so meticulous and serious, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but start to take off his clothes.

Lan Wangji grabbed both of his hands and pressed his body back onto the desk.

Soft and dense kisses fell.

Lips, ears, neck, collarbone, chest...

Lan Wangji's movements were gentle and skillful, and every step he took was precisely on Wei Wuxian's pleasure point.

Wei Wuxian’s toes were clenched tightly and his hands were grasping the clothes on Lan Wangji’s shoulders.

Because the touch is too strong, but it cannot be released accurately.

Wei WuXian smacked his lips fiercely twice and turned his head to the side.

After a while, the misty eyes focused, and out of the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of something written on the rice paper beneath him.

...Aying.

The appearance of these two words touched Wei Wuxian's heart.

I felt a strong sensation in my chest, my heart was pounding.

Wei WuXian repeatedly savored the word "A Ying".

Is this what Lan Zhan wrote to him?

Wei Wuxian suddenly wanted to get up and see what Lan Wangji had written on the paper.

After all, he had never seen or heard Lan Wangji call him that.

However, as soon as he made a move to stand up, Lan Wangji pushed him back.

Lan Wangji mistakenly thought that he was trying to escape, so he used extra force on his grip.

Wei Wuxian smiled. Lan Wangji pressed him so hard that it seemed like he couldn’t keep up.

Wei WuXian said, “Lan Zhan…Lan Zhan, wait a minute, I want to see something…”

Hearing this, Lan Wangji let go of his hand and asked, "What?"

Wei WuXian said, “Yes, it’s this piece of paper below me, I want to see what bad things you wrote.

Upon hearing this, Lan Wangji turned the person over so that his back was facing away.

Wei Wuxian bent down, supported himself on the desk with his hands, and looked at the rice paper that had been pressed down to the point of being a little wrinkled.

There was a large pool of ink on the rice paper, and four or five lines of handwriting, but the ink had already dried and would not be rubbed onto the body.

Lan Wangji's handwriting is neat and standard, and every word is written so neatly that it can be said to be of the highest quality.

There is actually nothing special about the content above, and it is not written to Wei Wuxian, but should be a report written to Qingheng Jun.

only……