When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian hasn't been so close to Lan Wangji for a long time. Before he came here inexplicably, he would spend every day with Lan Wangji. A hundred kisses and hugs a day were not enough. After coming here, Lan Zhan wouldn't let him get close to him, and Wei Wuxian didn't know whether he could go back.

Perhaps it is because people become more sentimental after drinking. After smelling the scent on Lan Wangji that he had been thinking about day and night, Wei Wuxian felt more and more aggrieved. His eyes became moist and he couldn't help but want to cry.

Lan Wangji was stunned after seeing his expression, and he was confused in his heart, "My tone just now shouldn't be fierce!"

There was silence all around, and if you listened carefully you could seem to hear the person lying on top of him trembling slightly.

“……?” Lan Wangji was stunned. How come the person who was talking and laughing just now suddenly changed his behavior? What should he do?

After a long silence, Lan Wangji hesitated for a moment before placing his hand on Wei Wuxian's back and patting it gently, just like his mother holding him and coaxing him when he was a child.

Lan Wangji always had a magical power that could soothe Wei Wuxian's restless emotions. With each pat, the bitterness in Wei Wuxian's heart gradually faded.

He patted him quietly, and seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, so he moved upwards, with his ear pressed against Lan Wangji's chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat...

As Wei Wuxian approached, Lan Wangji smelled the alcohol he had just drunk, and made a conclusion in his heart. He spoke in a low voice that no one a step away could hear: "Yes, are you drunk?"

Drunk? How is that possible! It was a joke that he wanted to knock out the Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian with just a jar of wine. Since he thought he was drunk, he could just use his trick against him. Wei Wuxian thought so and moved to cross his legs over Lan Wangji, humming in a low voice.

As he moved, Lan Wangji's whole body tensed up instantly, especially his chest, waist and abdomen, which were as hard as bricks. Wei Wuxian felt a headache after leaning on him for a while. He slowly raised his head, touched his waist and abdomen, and then poked him twice, and said with confused eyes: "Lan Zhan, is your hardness broken?"

Lan Wangji was frightened and brushed him away with his sleeve and quickly stood up. Wei Wuxian fell down with a cry, as if he had bumped into something, so Lan Wangji hurried to help him up.

Lan Wangji: "Wei Ying, you..."

“Hahahaha.” The man stopped his movements with a burst of laughter. Wei WuXian: “Hahahaha, no more, no more, Lan Zhan, you were so adorable just now.”

Lan Wangji's ears suddenly turned red as he realized that he had been tricked.

You have to know that at this time, Wei Wuxian was so arrogant and proud that he fought Lan Wangji to a draw before his sword was unsheathed. He was a young man full of vigor and ambition. How could he be so angry over a small fight? According to him, even if half of his intestines fell out, he could put them back and fight for another 300 rounds.

“Hahahaha.” Wei Wuxian rolled over on the ground, laughing so hard that he almost died, and he choked on his own food.

Lan Wangji was a little angry: "Wei Ying!"

“Alright, alright! I won’t tease you anymore.” Wei Wuxian stood up and brushed off the grass debris on his body: “By the way, Lan Zhan, why are you outside too? Could it be…”

Lan Wangji: “Nonsense!”

"Aiyah~ Lan Zhan~ Why are you so excited? I didn't say anything."

Lan Wangji snorted and turned away, his forehead hair blown away by the wind.

Wei Wuxian looked at his headband fluttering in the wind and reached out to grab it. The headband seemed to have a spirit and he caught it easily in his hand.

Perhaps it was because the headband had loosened after the struggle just now, and Wei WuXian just took it in his hand and pulled it lightly and it fell off.

The headband was light and weightless, Wei Wuxian was just used to it, and whenever he saw Lan Wangji’s headband flying in front of him, he couldn’t help but want to reach out and grab it, and that’s how he managed to pull the headband off easily every time.

The moment the headband fell off, Lan Wangji began to tremble all over. After a while, he turned around and stared at Wei Wuxian in disbelief. His eyes were even more terrifying than before, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Wei Wuxian shuddered unconsciously as he was stared at. This feeling was so familiar that he even missed it after a long time.

Wei Wuxian stroked the smooth fabric of his headband with his fingers, recalling the time when Lan Zhan had used this thing to tie him up and he had been unable to break free no matter what, and a bold idea came to Wei Wuxian's mind...

Seeing that he was still rubbing it in his palm, Lan Wangji's ears instantly turned red, and he made a violent move to try to take it back.

Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian was even faster than him and came behind him in a flash. Lan Wangji was shocked. He knew that Wei Wuxian was extremely talented and skilled, but he couldn't see Wei Wuxian's movements clearly just now.

Lan Wangji barely dodged his move and the two of them fought back head-on.

“Not bad, Lan Zhan. You’re very agile!” Wei Wuxian let the two of them fight for a few rounds. Although Lan Wangji was also very skilled now, it was still easy for him to control him. Wei Wuxian really enjoyed the feeling of Lan Zhan, who was full of spiritual power but couldn’t do anything to him.

The two of them negotiated for a while, and Wei Wuxian took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and slapped it on his shoulder. Lan Wangji's body instantly froze and he couldn't move.

Just as Wei Wuxian was about to carry him away, a bustling and noisy sound came from the front, and the heads of various families and everyone else came out of the hall.

Wei Wuxian had no choice but to quickly pull Lan Wangji to hide behind a tree and taller bushes, and squatted on the grass.

"put……"

Lan Wangji wanted to speak, but his mouth was covered by him: "Shh! Lan Zhan, there are so many people here. If they see you and me hiding here in such a dishevelled state, your reputation will be ruined!"

Lan Wangji glared at him fiercely. Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, please don't look at me like that. If you look at me like that, I'll have nightmares at night. How about you promise me that I'll let go of your hand if you don't make any noise?"

Lan Wangji's long eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly closed his eyes to indicate his agreement.

Wei WuXian pulled his hand back with a smile, and after everyone had left, he said, “Lan Zhan, look at the two of us hiding here like this, don’t we look like we’re having an affair?”

Lan Wangji's heart trembled and he looked at him coldly: "Don't talk nonsense."

“Hahahaha, Lan Zhan, you’re in my hands now.” Wei WuXian lifted his chin with one hand: “Now that you can’t move, do you have to let me do whatever I want?”

Lan Wangji's eyes twitched and he wanted to say something but finally held it back. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wei Wuxian took out the headband he had taken off. The headband was a little wrinkled because of what happened just now.

Wei Wuxian spread the headband on Lan Wangji’s legs and used the warmth of his palms to smooth out the wrinkles bit by bit.

Lan Wangji could clearly feel the warmth of his palm passing through the fabric to his legs, and it felt like the places he touched were so hot that they were about to burn.

He had tried very hard to break through the spell, but it was all in vain.

Seeing his headband being touched like this, Lan Wangji's teeth were about to break. He didn't know what Wei Wuxian was going to do or why he was doing this. Lan Wangji closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath to calm himself down: "Wei Ying, do you know what this headband means?"