Lan Wangji did not speak.

Wei Wuxian turned his back to Lan Wangji. He couldn't see his expression, and didn't dare to look at him. Wei Wuxian swallowed and remedied: "Lan Zhan, you wash first."

Lan Wangji whispered: "I wash first?"

Wei Wuxian said anxiously: "Yes, yes, you wash first. I'm going out first." Then he ran away. When he ran to the outside, his heart was still ups and downs. It was terrible. Lan Zhan answered at random, with a tone like that...that... Lan Zhan was really terrible.

Soon, Lan Wangji finished washing. Unexpectedly, he didn't change his bedding clothes, he was still dressed neatly,and the band of forehead was worn upright on his head.

However, Lan Wangji was damn good-looking no matter what he wore.

"I'm done washing." Lan Wangji whispered, "Wei Ying, you go, wash?"

Wei Wuxian fled to the bathroom again.

"Gululu... Gululu..." Wei Wuxian put his face in the water and spit a series of bubbles. He and Lan Zhan...if he guessed right, then he...if he guessed wrong. That would be really embarrassing. How could he face Lan Zhan? How could Lan Zhan face him? Let's try again, right? Wei Wuxian, you had to hold back. Wei Wuxian, you had to hold back. Wei Wuxian, you had to hold back.

Wei Wuxian came out in a daze, only to find that he was not dressed as neatly as Lan Wangji, but was wearing a brand new underwear that Lan Wangji had prepared for him, and casually put on a green robe that he wore today. Uh, it seemed to be Lan Wangji's robe. Wei Wuxian was instantly embarrassed.

Lan Wangji came over.

He came over. He came over. Wei Wuxian, you had to hold back.

Lan Wangji passed by him directly.

Wei Wuxian relaxed, and was very disappointed. Turning around, a huge white bath towel fell from the sky, wrapping his hairy head.

Lan Wangji said: "Hair, dry it." Then he wrapped his head and wiped it for him. Across the bath towel, Lan Wangji's fingers gently and powerfully rubbed his scalp, Wei Wuxian's whole body was soft, standing quietly, only the rustle in his hair was let in the whole world .

Lan Wangji finished wiping his hair, hung the bath towel, and walked over again, passing his fingers through his hair, drying all his long hair with spiritual power.

So just now, why didi he use a bath towel to wipe his hair?

Wei Wuxian's mind was still in the mud, and suddenly he heard Lan Wangji ask: "Wei Ying, where do you want to sleep?"

This was really a good question.

Wei Wuxian raised his head to look at Lan Wangji. On Lan Wangji's handsome face, his eyes were so hot that he burned his heart all the way.

Wei Wuxian said in a daze, "Lan Zhan, where do you sleep?"

After a long while, Lan Wangji raised his hand and pointed to the compartment.

Wei Wuxian, calm down! calm! calm! Wei Wuxian said "Okay, good night" and ran away quickly into the inner room.

Lan Wangji was lying on the bed alone, silently reciting clan rules.

Don't hurry. Don't hurry. Don't hurry. Let Wei Ying be completely prepared. His Wei Ying. This time, must let him have the best experience.

Lan Wangji turned over silently, then turned over again, and finally lay flat on the bed, maintaining the elegant sleeping position.

The moonlight came in and fell on the bed, like the night Wei Ying had just returned. Lan Wangji concentrated and adjusted his breath and breathed deeply, calming his painful lower body.

It seemed that after a long time, a rustling sound came from inside. As if someone couldn't sleep, pacing around on the ground.

Wei Wuxian thought: I just glanced at him secretly once. Just glance once. I haven't seen the appearance of sleeping Lan Zhan.

Wei Wuxian walked lightly to the compartment, and then, at the corner, met Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji's eyesight were ambiguous and unclear, and he stared at him unmovingly.

Wei Wuxian said anxiously: "Lan Zhan, I am thirsty."

"Thirsty?" Lan Wangji whispered, his voice low and hoarse, "The water is on the table."

Wei Wuxian turned around, and the water was really on the table. He was four meters away from the table, and it didn't look like he was getting up to drink water.

Lan Wangji walked to the table, poured a glass of water, warmed it up with spiritual power, and looked at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian's leg was made weak by his straight and hot eyes.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Lan Wangji took the teacup, walked up to Wei Wuxian, and handed the teacup directly to Wei Wuxian's lips. Because of habit, Wei Wuxian lowered his head and took two sips of water in the Lan Wangji's hand.

Time stopped. Wei Wuxian paused.

Something wrong. How could he do this? What's more wrong was Lan Zhan, right? How could he do this!

Wei WuXian's lips were still pressed against the rim of the cup. He raised his eyes to look at Lan Wangji, and was sucked into his hot gaze. Love feelings were surging, the air was sultry and hot, something was warming up quietly.


Writer: Hua Guan Xiu Wei, https://lanhuayishengpanjiegui.lofter.com/

Translator: Chou Langshi, for more stories and comics, please visit https://www.patreon.com/wangxianlove

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