When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The flower fair in Yunmeng is very similar to the traditional Qiqiao Festival in all places, but there are some differences. The Qiqiao Festival is a love day with the theme of Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

The Yunmeng Flower Festival is held in the spring of every year.

Spring is the season when the earth awakens and all things flourish, and life is filled with vitality everywhere.

The customs in Yunmeng are also influenced by the control and governance of the Jiang family. People are hospitable and not bound by too many complicated etiquette.

On the day of the Flower Festival, this special day, most unmarried men and women of marriageable age will go out of their homes to participate in this grand event.

Everyone walking on the street holds flowers prepared in advance in their hands, strolling through the streets and alleys, looking for the person they like in the city.

Not only that, married couples can also go to the flower show together, not only to show their love to the world, but also to pass on blessings through the act of giving flowers.

When Lan Wangji asked him what he wanted to ask for that day, Wei Wuxian subconsciously rolled his eyes with a blank expression, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

When Lan Wangji saw Wei Wuxian's expression, he felt as if his secrets had been revealed and he felt guilty.

Lan Wangji's hands covering Wei Wuxian's back and buttocks tightened slightly, and Wei Wuxian was pressed onto the bed as his head spun.

Then the two slippers were separated with a "swish" sound, and Wei Wuxian felt a chill all over his body, thinking to himself: Good job, this is another pair of pants that has been ruined.

Wei Wuxian moved his arms, but Lan Wangji held him very tightly, so it was no use trying to move them a few times.

Faced with this situation, Wei Wuxian quickly reviewed in his mind everything he had done in the past half month, and then concluded that he was really unable to keep to himself.

It was hard to imagine what he had done to offend Lan Wangji.

In the current situation, if you can't resist, then just compromise and accept it.

Wei Wuxian's two long white legs wrapped around Lan Wangji's waist, locking him tightly.

Lan Wangji couldn't move.

Faced with Wei Wuxian's sudden obedience, Lan Wangji's eagerness and restlessness since he had torn off Wei Wuxian's pants just now seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and he was not in a hurry to take the next step at all.

Lan Wangji looked down at him and saw that his face had regained its composure, as if he was more pleased with his previous resistance, which was similar to playing hard to get.

Wei WuXian said with a knowing look on his face: “A man in his thirties is as fierce as a wolf or a tiger. I understand.”

Lan Wangji: “…”

“Come on.” Wei Wuxian released his hold on Lan Wangji, loosened his arms and legs, and lay flat, ready to take whatever he wanted.

Lan Wangji, who was not even thirty years old, remained silent. He lowered his head and glanced at Wei Wuxian's eyes, then his mouth, and finally at his upper body.

Lan Wangji calmly put one hand from the hem of Wei Wuxian's shirt into the clothes that Wei Wuxian had not yet taken off.

Gently grope and wander, fingertips point

The touch of a light touch evokes a shiver on the skin.

Soon, 丨Mi Qing丨 was found,

Gently passed away.

Wei Wuxian's body suddenly

The room shook for a moment.

Lan Wangji asked expressionlessly: "Do you really have no self-awareness at all?"

"what?"

What is self-awareness?

Wei Wuxian blinked his eyes as if he was playing a video frame by frame. This question made him brainstorm for a while. He was usually very good at understanding Lan Wangji's meaning. He could accurately interpret a look or a slight "hmm".

But right now, his brain seemed to be stuck.

Lan Wangji had been quietly waiting for his reply.

Wei WuXian blinked twice again and looked down. Was he supposed to take off his clothes himself?

Wei Wuxian felt the extremely presence of the hand in front of him, paused for two seconds while thinking, and the next second Wei Wuxian began to tear off his clothes, intending to take off all his clothes.

Lan Wangji just looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Soon, after a series of sporadic noises, Wei WuXian peeled himself out of his clothes like peeling a banana. He took off the top half of his clothes and threw them on the ground: "Alright."

Lan Wangji glanced at him from bottom to top.

Wei WuXian noticed from this look that he didn't seem to understand correctly what Lan WangJi meant by this "self-awareness".

The weather in mid-April was still a little cold. Lan Wangji gently pulled the quilt over his body but remained silent, as if intending to let Wei Wuxian figure out his meaning on his own.

Wei WuXian rolled his eyes, then made up his mind and said without thinking, “I was wrong.”

Lan Wangji asked, "Why admit your mistake?"

Wei WuXian said truthfully: “Well… I don’t know, but I was wrong.”

Lan Wangji was silent.

… …The quieter Lan Wangji was, the more uneasy Wei Wuxian felt.

Obviously Lan Wangji usually coaxes him, and of course Lan Wangji has never been angry with him, so he doesn't need to coax him.

This situation is truly rare.

Although Wei Wuxian tried hard to recall, he still couldn't remember what had made Lan Wangji unhappy, but Wei Wuxian was sure that it must be his fault.

As Wei WuXian thought about it, he began to piece together what had happened in the past few days, bit by bit, as if he were investigating a case.

Lan Wangji suddenly became like this three days ago. It seemed like Wei Wuxian had done something to make him jealous again.

But Wei Wuxian could pat his chest and guarantee that he had been behaving himself and honestly in the past seven days.

Ever since the time he went to the restaurant three times some time ago, and praised a handsome young man for his beautiful singing voice while listening to music, and then the jealous Lan Wangji ignored him for two days, Wei Wuxian never dared to praise anyone in front of Lan Wangji again.

I have never done anything in front of him to make him jealous.

When Lan Wangji doesn't speak, his meaning is sometimes easy to guess and sometimes difficult to guess.

Just like now.

Wei WuXian licked his lips slightly and asked weakly, "Is it because of the time I gave that girl a hairpin last time...?"

The wind and the sky suddenly changed, and dark clouds gathered. Wei Wuxian watched as Lan Wangji's expression, which had been indifferent, suddenly became even colder.

It can even be said that it carries a sense of aggrieved feeling.

Wei WuXian instantly stopped talking. He felt that he had guessed wrong. He hesitated for two seconds before mustering up the courage to confess again: "Could it be that Jiang Cheng and I were sleeping in the same room?"

After saying this, Lan Wangji's face turned even darker, as if it was written all over his face: How come I didn't know that you did so many things behind my back?

Wei WuXian couldn't help but be greatly surprised: "No way? Is this really the case? Lan Zhan, are you jealous of Jiang Cheng?"

Lan Wangji suddenly exerted force on the fingers that were holding onto Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian cried out in a huhhaha sound.

While holding down Lan Wangji's hand that was doing something improper, Wei Wuxian muttered to himself, "Could this really be it? This shouldn't be the case?"