A chicken wing fell from Lan Jingyi's mouth. It fell into the bowl, and the sauce splashed everywhere, staining his chest.
Wei Wuxian's mind was filled with one thought: After he sobered up, Lan Wangji wouldn't have to see anyone anymore.
Jin Ling asked in surprise: "...What is he doing?"
Wei WuXian said, "I'll show you a special way of wiping the forehead of the Lan family."
Lan SiZhui said: "What special usage..."
Wei WuXian said, "When you encounter a very strange walking corpse and you feel that you need to take it back for a thorough examination, you can take off the forehead wipes and tie them back like this."
Lan Jingyi shouted: "How can this be done? Our family's forehead wiping is..."
Lan SiZhui stuffed the chicken wings back into his mouth and said, "That's it. I didn't know it had such a wonderful use!"
Ignoring the strange looks from the people on the way, Lan Wangji dragged Wei Wuxian upstairs.
Enter the room, turn around, close the door, and bolt it. The last step was to push the table in front of the door, as if to block some enemy outside. Seeing Lan Wangji busy with all this, Wei Wuxian asked, "Are you going to kill people here and dismember them?"
There is a wooden screen in the private room, which divides the interior space into two parts. One part is equipped with tables and seats for talking, eating and drinking, and the other part is equipped with a couch with curtains for resting. Lan Wangji dragged him behind the screen and pushed Wei Wuxian hard, and he was pushed down on the couch.
The couch had a wooden screen back. Wei Wuxian knocked his head lightly on the screen, and said "ouch" in a meaningful way, but thought in his heart: "Are you forcing me to sleep with you again? Aren't you? Isn't it already Haishi?"
When Lan Wangji heard his loud scream, he lifted up the hem of his white clothes, sat down by the couch gracefully, and reached out to touch his head. Although his face was expressionless, his movements were very gentle, as if asking: Does it hurt?
As he touched it, Wei Wuxian's mouth twitched and said, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
Hearing him moaning in pain, Lan Wangji showed a slightly worried look on his face, his hand movements became more gentle, and he patted his shoulder soothingly. Wei Wuxian raised his hands to show him, and said, "Let me go. Hanguang-Jun, I tied you so tightly that you're almost bleeding. It hurts like hell. Untie your forehead and let me go, okay?" ?OK?"
Lan Wangji immediately covered his mouth.
魏无羡道:"唔唔呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜,呜呜呜呜呜唔唔呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜?!"
If you don't want to do something, you just pretend you don't understand. If you really can't pretend you don't understand, why don't you just stop letting me say it? !
So bad!
Wei Wuxian thought to himself: If that's the case, then don't blame me.
Lan Wangji tightly covered his mouth with one hand. He parted his lips and flicked the tip of his tongue quickly in Lan Wangji's hand.
Just a slight tap from the dragonfly, but Lan Wangji suddenly withdrew his hand as if the tongue of fire had touched his palm.
Wei Wuxian took a deep breath of air, and just as he felt a breath of bad breath, he saw Lan Wangji turn around, with his back to him, sitting on the wooden couch with his knees in his arms, and he gently licked his palms He held his hand near his heart, and his whole body remained motionless.
Wei Wuxian asked, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"
With this lifeless attitude after being tainted by the prodigal son, those who didn't know thought he had done something to Lan Wangji.
Seeing that he seemed to be greatly shocked, Wei Wuxian said, "Is it annoying? There's nothing you can do about it. Who taught you to be so domineering and not let me talk? How about you come here and I'll wipe it for you."
After saying that, he stretched out his two tied hands to touch Lan Wangji's shoulders, but he dodged them. Seeing Lan Wangji hugging his knees and silently nestling in the corner of the bed, the desire to do evil in Wei Wuxian's chest surged again.
He knelt on the bed, moved towards Lan Wangji, and smiled in the most evil tone he could express: "Are you scared?"
Lan Wangji jumped out of bed, as if he was scared, and continued to turn his back to him, keeping his distance.
Now, Wei Wuxian became more promiscuous.
He slowly got off the bed and said with a smile: "Hey, what are you hiding from? Don't run, my hands are still tied by you, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Come on, come on, come here."
He smiled as he approached with malicious intent. Lan Wangji rushed out of the screen and met the table he pushed at the door blocking his way. Wei Wuxian walked around the screen to catch him, but he went around the other side. The two of them chased around the screen for seven or eight times. Wei Wuxian was excited when he suddenly woke up and thought to himself: "What am I doing? Playing hide and seek? What the hell, my brain is caught in the door? Lan Zhan is easy to talk about when he is drunk, why do I start playing with him?"
He found that his pursuer was standing still, and Lan Wangji was not moving either.
He hid behind the screen, peeking out half of his snow-white face, silently peeping towards Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian looked at him carefully. This man still looked serious and serious, as if it was another person chasing around the screen with Wei Wuxian just like the six-year-old child.
Wei Wuxian said, "Do you want to continue?"
Lan Wangji nodded expressionlessly.
Wei Wuxian suppressed his laughter so much that he almost suffered internal injuries.
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha Oh my god, Lan Zhan wanted to play hide and seek with him after he got drunk hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
The laughter in his heart was like a stormy sea, and he finally held it back. His whole body was trembling, thinking: "In a family like the Gusu Lan family, they are not allowed to make noise, play, or even run fast. Lan Zhan must have never been so crazy when he was a child. But, tut tut tut, that's really pathetic. Anyway, he won't remember anything when he wakes up after being drunk, so it doesn't hurt if I play with him."
He took two more steps towards Lan Wangji, trying to catch up. Sure enough, Lan Wangji also ran away. Wei Wuxian treated it as if he was teasing a child, and cooperated diligently, chasing him around for two or three times, saying: "Run, run, run, run faster, but don't ask me to catch you. If I catch you once, I'll lick you again." Once, let's see if you are afraid."
His original intention of saying this was to intimidate, but unexpectedly, Lan Wangji suddenly walked over from the other side of the screen and bumped into him head-on.
Wei Wuxian was originally going to catch him, but he never expected that he would come to the door by himself. He was speechless for a moment and forgot to stretch out his hand. When Lan Wangji saw that he was not moving, he raised his bundled wrists and wrapped both of his arms around his neck, as if he had actively slipped into an unbreakable trap, and said, "Caught."
Wei Wuxian: "...Huh? Yes, I caught it."
As if he was waiting expectantly for something, but he didn't wait for a while. Lan Wangji repeated these three words again, this time with a strong emphasis, as if urging him a little anxiously: "Caught it."
Wei Wuxian said, "Yes, I caught it."
Caught, what next?
What did he mean--what's the point of catching him once?
...No way.
Wei Wuxian said, "This time it doesn't count, you came here on your own this time…"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Lan Wangji's face darken, his face covered with frost, and he looked extremely unhappy.
Wei Wuxian thought to himself, "No way, after Lan Zhan gets drunk, he not only likes to play hide and seek, but also likes to be licked?"
He wanted to take his arm off Lan Wangji's neck, but Lan Wangji raised his hand to hold it down, suppressing him tightly and preventing him from taking it off. When Wei Wuxian saw one of his hands, he pressed it on his arm. After thinking for a moment, he moved closer and tentatively brought his cheek closer. His lips brushed against the back of Lan Wangji's hand as if they were touching or kissing, and the tip of his tongue was on the back of Lan Wangji's hand. On the cool jade-like skin, he lightly swept it.
Very lightly.
Lan Wangji withdrew his hand as fast as lightning, took away Wei Wuxian's arms, jumped to the side with his back to him, hugged the hand that was licked, and silently lowered his head to face the wall without speaking.
Wei Wuxian pondered: "Is he afraid or likes it? Or is he afraid and likes it at the same time?"
While he was thinking about it, Lan Wangji turned around and said calmly again: "Come again."
Wei Wuxian: "Come again? What come?"
Lan Wangji hid behind the screen again, revealing half of his face to look at him.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious: if you come again, you chase and I'll run.
After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian obeyed and said, "Come again." This time, he only took two steps to catch up when Lan Wangji bumped into him again.
Wei Wuxian said, "You really did it on purpose."
Lan Wangji wrapped his arms around his neck again, as if he didn't understand this sentence, waiting for him to fulfill his promise again.
Wei Wuxian thought to himself: "I just let Lan Zhan have so much fun by himself? How is this okay? Whatever I do to him now, he won't remember it when he wakes up. I'm just messing around with him." "
He circled Lan Wangji, and they sat on the wooden couch together. Wei Wuxian said, "You like this, right? Don't turn around and say, do you like it? If you like this, you don't have to chase after me for a while every time. I'll make you happy enough at once."
With that said, he took one of Lan Wangji's hands, lowered his head, and kissed his long white fingers.
Lan Wangji tried to retract his hand again, but Wei Wuxian held him tightly, preventing him from taking it back.
Then, Wei Wuxian's lips pressed against his clear knuckles, and his light and feathery breaths traveled up the fingers and reached the back of his hand. Here, another kiss.
Lan Wangji couldn't pull his hand back no matter how hard he tried, so he immediately closed his fingers and formed a fist.
Wei Wuxian pulled up some of his sleeves, exposing his white wrists, and kissed them.
After the kiss, he did not raise his head, only raised his eyes and said, "Is that enough?"
Lan Wangji closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. Wei Wuxian then sat up straight and said, "Tell me, did you burn any paper money for me?"
No answer. Wei Wuxian smiled, moved up to him, kissed him on the chest through his clothes, and said, "I won't give it to you if you don't say anything. Tell me, how did you recognize me?"
Lan Wangji closed his eyes, his lips trembled, as if he was about to confess.
However, at this moment, Wei Wuxian stared at his soft-looking, light red lips, and as if he was fascinated, he kissed them on the lips.
After the kiss, he licked it again.
Both of them suddenly opened their eyes wide.
After a while, Lan Wangji suddenly raised his hand. Wei Wuxian suddenly woke up and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Thinking that he was going to slap him so hard that his heart, liver and lungs flew out of him, he quickly rolled off the bed. When he turned around, he saw Lan Wangji slap his forehead with his palm, knocking him unconscious and lying down on the wooden couch.
In the private room, Lan Wangji fell on the couch and Wei Wuxian sat on the floor. A gust of cold wind blew in from the open window, making Wei Wuxian feel a chill on his back and made him wake up a little.
He stood up from the ground, pushed the table back to its original place, and sat down at the table.
I was in a daze for a while, lowered my head and bit hard on the knot on my wrist and forehead for a while, and finally bit open the seven or eight knots stacked in a string.
After his hands were released, in order to calm down his shock, he naturally poured a glass of wine. The wine glass was brought to my mouth. I drank for a long time without drinking a drop. When I lowered my eyes, I saw that there was no wine at all. He had already drank all the wine in the pot, and he didn't even notice when he poured it out that nothing was poured out.
Wei Wuxian put the empty cup on the table and thought, "What else are you drinking? I've drunk enough today."
At this time, he turned his head and just missed the screen. He saw Lan Wangji lying quietly on the couch from the side, and thought to himself: "...I really drank too much today, it was too much. Lan Zhan is such a serious person. He is a good man who has learned a lot. Even if he is drunk, even if he probably doesn't remember anything when he wakes up, he shouldn't behave like this and tease him... It's too disrespectful to him."
But when he thought about what he had just done, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but raise his hand and lightly touched his lips.
He took the forehead smear and smoothed it for a while. He walked to the couch and put it next to the pillow. He held it back, without even looking at Lan Wangji's face, and knelt down to help him take off his boots. , and the posture was also in the standard Lan sleeping position.
After finishing, Wei Wuxian leaned on the wooden couch and sat on the ground. I have been thinking wildly for a while, all in confusion, but I have only one thought, which is extremely clear:
It's better not to let Lan Zhan drink from now on. If everyone he met looked like this, then something really bad would happen.