When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

"Well, that's what you said, so just say whatever I tell you to say."

Wei Wuxian smiled cunningly, his soft breath brushed against Lan Wangji's neck, almost as if he was biting Lan Wangji's earlobe.

Then, Wei WuXian's deliberately low voice rang out:

"Call me brother."

Lan Wangji: “…”

After waiting for two seconds and not hearing what he wanted to hear, Wei WuXian said dissatisfiedly, “It was HanGuang-Jun who said it just now. It’s not good to go back on your words. Besides, if you are a real man, you should stick to your words and not go back on your words.”

Lan Wangji's face rarely showed obvious confusion.

Wei WuXian continued, “Besides, I just asked you to call me brother, and there was nothing else excessive. I have never heard you call me that before or now. I really want to hear it.”

“Call me, call me~” Wei Wuxian’s face was full of anticipation.

Staring at Wei Wuxian’s eyes full of expectation, Lan Wangji didn’t want to let this expectant smile go to waste, so he opened his mouth: “…”

When he opened his mouth, he only spoke in a breath.

Lan Wangji's voice had become hoarse due to his emotions, and people may lose their voice in some situations. Although Lan Wangji's lips were opened this time as if he was about to shout, he only uttered one syllable.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian thought that he was still in a dilemma, so he pursed his lips and decided not to force him. After all, he only had this one second brother, and how could he let him be in a dilemma?

Wei WuXian kissed his lips and said, “It’s okay, it’s okay if you can’t stop me. I’m a magnanimous person and I won’t force you this time.”

Lan Wangji moved his lips and was about to say that he should be able to do it, but he heard Wei Wuxian's next words:

"Since you can't call me brother, then I want to hear you say, second brother, that you want me."

Lan Wangji: “…”

Wei WuXian lifted Lan WangJi’s chin so that he could look directly at him, and repeated, “Tell me, do you want me or not?”

Lan Wangji's lips were dry and his eyes were burning. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes and emotions had already given him a clear answer.

Wei WuXian pretended not to notice and said, “HanGuang-Jun is really not sincere at all. I remember the time at the inn when I held your sword and asked you if you wanted it, but you stared at me and said yes. Why are you hesitating when I ask you the same question now?”

Lan Wangji’s earlobes were already flushed with red: “I was drunk at that time.”

Wei Wuxian knew this of course. In fact, when he thought about it, Lan Wangji was much more honest when drunk than when sober.

After asking for so long, Lan Wangji was still unable to give the answer that Wei Wuxian wanted.

Wei WuXian sighed and said, “Okay, I understand. Folk rumour has it that there is a seven-year itch between husband and wife, so… um…!!”

So Wei Wuxian was unable to say some of the words that followed. Lan Wangji was almost losing his mind due to the stimulation and arousal of Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji had of course heard about the seven-year itch.

After Wei Wuxian said those four words, Lan Wangji couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed him down on the mat, and the loose clothes on Wei Wuxian's body that were tied around his waist and couldn't be taken off were finally thrown aside.

Wei Wuxian suddenly became like a peeled banana, with only the white, tender, fragrant and soft flesh exposed to the predator.

Lan Wangji looked down at him, strands of hair hanging down in front of him. Because he was backlit, his body cast a large shadow, and Lan Wangji's eyes were dim and unclear.

Wei Wuxian’s chest rose and fell violently, his hair spread out on the mat, messy yet beautiful.

Wei Wuxian's emotions had reached their highest point, not only because he was affected by Lan Wangji's current state, but also because of the sharp contrast between the two people's clothes.

Even though he was about to be naked, Lan Wangji remained so straight, with even his headband only slightly tilted.

Wei Wuxian was not convinced. He raised his body slightly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the tail of Lan Wangji's headband. The headband was pulled off, and Wei Wuxian lay back down and sighed heavily.

The white headband slowly fell from in front of the two men and landed directly on Wei Wuxian's chest.

The clothes were taken off, and every part of the body was exposed. The headband fell on top of it, unable to cover anything.

But it is also like this that highlights a hint of love.

There was a blazing fire in Lan Wangji's eyes. He picked up the headband that had fallen from Wei Wuxian's body and quickly tied a knot around his wrist at lightning speed.

Then Wei Wuxian’s arms were pressed on top of his head. Wei Wuxian felt that the situation had changed too drastically from him asking Lan Wangji to say something he wanted to hear to now being pressed down on the mat like this.

Wei Wuxian moved his pinned arm, wanting to get up and take off the man's clothes, but before he could make any move, Lan Wangji had already leaned over and kissed his lips, licking them before letting go and saying:

"want you."

!!! Wei WuXian asked: “What!?”

Lan Wangji bit Wei Wuxian's Adam's apple with his pearly teeth and scraped it gently.

This made Wei WuXian cry out in pain and itchiness.

After getting a satisfactory response, Lan Wangji repeated: "I want you."

His eyes were warm and his tone was sincere, just like before. Wei Wuxian was immediately dizzy by these three words and didn't know where he was. His blood was boiling and even his bones went weak.

At the same time, it also reminded him that he once wanted Lan Wangji to say some nonsense to him, but with Lan Wangji's temperament, it was simply impossible to hear nonsense from him.

But at this moment, Wei Wuxian suddenly realized that he seemed to be the biggest beneficiary of Lan Wangji's silence.

Otherwise, with his resistance to Lan Wangji, if he really forgot about you like that, sooner or later his blood would surge up and he would explode and die.

Lan Wangji picked up the stripped Wei Wuxian and just put him on the couch, but before he could move, he suddenly heard a sound of something falling to the ground.

Lan Wangji looked down and saw a neatly folded piece of paper.

I picked it up and saw the words "I and Aying" written on it.

Lan Wangji's mind moved and before he could do anything, Wei Wuxian's limbs had already wrapped around him like octopus claws.

Lan Wangji held the piece of paper in his palm.

...............

It was late at night, and the noon bell of Yunshen Buzhichu was still ringing.

Every place in Yunshen Buzhichu is quiet and peaceful, and everyone is sleeping soundly in their dreams.

Except for the quiet room.

When Wei WuXian... again, he had completely lost all strength and turned into a puddle of mud.

Even so, it is still impossible to stop.

It is about loving and being loved, it is the excitement and passion that has not been seen for many days.

The storm shows no sign of letting up.