When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei WuXian had originally squinted his eyes and rubbed his face against the person's neck and chest when he suddenly heard these words.

Wei Wuxian quickly got up and looked at Lan Wangji in surprise.

It was clearly the same expression, the same tone, but Wei WuXian still immediately noticed something was different: "Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji hummed.

“Lan Zhan, are you, are you…” Wei Wuxian was a little incoherent. He didn’t know what words to use to describe Lan Wangji’s previous state.

However, there was no need for Wei Wuxian to explain it too clearly, as Lan Wangji immediately understood what he meant.

Under the quilt, Lan Wangji's hand traced Wei Wuxian's waistline and then came to

The raised buttocks position,

He pinched it with five fingers with a little force.

Wei WuXian immediately let out an "ow". Although it didn't hurt, the numbness made his heart tremble.

Lan Wangji’s actions made everything self-evident.

Wei WuXian could hardly hide the joy that was about to overflow from his eyes: “Lan Zhan, I have been worried about your condition before this. If you don’t recover, I want to go to Bei Ming again to ask that guy what’s going on.”

Lan Wangji reached out and pulled the man down, letting him lie back on the bed, and asked with a slightly questioning tone: "Worried?"

Wei WuXian nodded.

Lan Wangji asked, “But why do I feel like you’re enjoying it?”

Asking questions in a calm tone is what Lan Wangji is best at.

Wei WuXian felt a little guilty when asked this question. It was true that he enjoyed it, but he was also worried.

Wei Wuxian rubbed Lan Wangji's face and said, "Indeed, it's really fun to have an obedient second brother who lets others do whatever they want. How can I not enjoy it?"

Lan Wangji said nothing, but just stared at him intently.

Facing this pressing gaze, Wei WuXian immediately added: “Of course, I’m not just saying this to say that I like that kind of second brother, but as long as it’s you, second brother, I like you to bits.”

Wei Wuxian is full of desire to survive.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Lan Wangji just said “hmm”.

Although Lan Wangji has always been his Lan Wangji, the aura between the two of them blended into their bones, the complete and perfect satisfaction between each other, and the feeling of compatibility revealed from the soul can only reach its peak when Lan Wangji is truly intact.

In fact, there is no need for too much explanation for all their actions. Between them, just one of them just needs to hook his fingers around others and the other will know what it means.

The two hugged each other for a long time.

Wei WuXian started to talk nonsense again: “Lan Zhan, you really scared me yesterday. I will never play with that thing again. Although it is really exciting, the state of exhaustion makes me feel like I could die on the bed.”

Originally, what Wei Wuxian played was a bit wild. If Lan Wangji was sober, he would have known the limits. But Lan Wangji was drunk later...

Clearly the wine only spilled a little on him, but he was still drunk just from that.

What are you talking about again? Lan Wangji patted him and said, "You are talking nonsense again."

"Hahahahaha."

Having just woken up in the early morning, Wei Wuxian had already said so much. Lan Wangji held him tightly in his arms and he slowly closed his eyes. Not long after, he felt a little sleepy again, and it seemed that he would soon fall asleep again.

Lan Wangji held the person tenderly for a long time. After about half an incense stick of time, Lan Wangji slowly got up.

He carefully removed Wei Wuxian, who was hugging him tightly like an octopus, then gently got out of bed and put on his clothes.

Wei Wuxian, who was lying on the bed, moved his body slightly and woke up. Even though he felt a little sleepy again, it was a very light sleepiness.

After Lan Wangji got off the bed, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes drowsily and looked at the person who was dressing under the bed with a dull look.

Perhaps noticing the gaze from Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji turned to look at him and found that he had regained consciousness.

Lan Wangji said, “Now that you’re awake, why don’t you get up?”

Upon hearing this, Wei Wuxian stretched out the quilt and pulled it above his head. He rolled around on the bed twice wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon, and then lay straight on the bed like a corpse, not moving at all.

He asked weakly, "It shouldn't be noon yet, is there anything else we need to do today?"

Lan Wangji said as he put on his clothes, "Uncle Jiang's birthday is in a few days, so we have to go early."

Since Yunmeng and Gusu are far apart, it would be much better to set off earlier than to airdrop directly on the birthday day.

“Right!” Upon hearing this, Wei WuXian suddenly threw back the quilt, sat up quickly like a spring, patted his forehead and said, “Lan Zhan, thanks for reminding me, otherwise I would have really forgotten about this.”

Wei WuXian jumped off the bed swiftly, without even having time to put on his shoes, he squatted down and began to search for his clothes on the ground.

Seeing Wei Wuxian's action, Lan Wangji, who was getting dressed, stopped instantly.

At this time, Wei Wuxian had his hair loose, was completely naked, and his body was covered with dense, eye-catching marks, but he was still running around the room.

Lan Wangji frowned slightly and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.

Wei Wuxian didn’t find the clothes he wanted to wear on the ground, so he stood up and happened to make eye contact with Lan Wangji.

Wei Wuxian obviously sensed what Lan Wangji was about to say, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lan Wangji took a deep breath, and he didn’t know where his eyes were going. He turned his head away and said in a deep voice, “Put on your clothes and don’t run around.”

Wei WuXian glanced down at himself, smiled nonchalantly, and said jokingly: “This is really weird. Lan Zhan, there should be every part of my body that you haven’t touched, so how come after just a few glances you…”

Lan Wangji covered Wei Wuxian's body with the clothes in his hands: "You have no shame."

Seeing this, Wei WuXian stopped teasing him and returned the clothes to Lan WangJi with a smile: “Alright, alright, I got it. I’ll go get dressed right away. The ones I just found on the ground were soaked by the wine yesterday. I’ll get a new set.”

As he spoke, Wei WuXian went to a cabinet and started searching.

The clothes that the two of them wore on a daily basis were all placed in one closet. Although the colors were in sharp contrast, things like underwear were basically mixed together.

Wei WuXian ripped off his clothes for a long time but couldn’t find which one was his undershirt: “Strange, why do all these clothes look the same?”