After a night of snow, the deep clouds were already white. When Wei Wuxian woke up, there was no Lan Wuji beside him, but it was unusually warm in the quilt. If he wanted to get up, his hand seemed to have touched something? He curiously got into the quilt to check...
"Oh~ it's the second brother's masterpiece again"
In the quilt, there is a hand stove at his hands and feet, and it is still hot. It should have been changed not long ago
As soon as winter arrived, Wei Wuxian's hands and feet were freezing cold, and the snow last night was even worse. There were several stoves in the house, and thick quilts had been added to the couch, but he was still shivering with cold. He was held in his arms by Lan Wangji for a long time, and I don't know when he fell asleep
"Daddy, are you awake?"
Lan Nian pushed the door and came in, and saw Wei Wuxian in a inner coat sitting on the couch like that, and quickly picked up the cloak and put it on him
"Well, what about your father?"
Wei Wuxian pulled Lan Nian to sit by the couch, held his hand and rubbed it lightly, it was a little cold
"Father is outside the door"
"Are you uncomfortable?"
Remembering that he let Lan Nian drink last night, Wei Wuxian couldn't help feeling a little guilty
Although it was for his own good, I didn't want him to compete with me to deliver spiritual power to Lan Zhan, but after all, Nian'er was only ten years old, and drinking was not very good after all
"It's not uncomfortable, I just woke up late this morning and didn't come to morning class"
Lan Nian lowered his head, and the tips of his ears were slightly red
In all these years, he has never slept so soundly
"Ah~ Since you didn't go to morning class, go and review what you learned yesterday, and I'll go see your father"
"Yes, Daddy"
...
Outside the porch, Lan Wanji, white clothes and snow, turned his back to Wei Wuxian, bowed his head and didn't know what he was fiddling with. When he heard the footsteps, he suddenly turned around. After seeing that the person who came was Wei Wuxian, the ice sculpture Yuzhuo put a smile on his face
"Why don't you get more sleep? It's cold outside, you go in first, I'll be fine soon"
Originally, I wanted to get up and hug the little rabbit, but when I looked at my hands, they were a little dirty, so I could only give up
"What are you doing?"
Wei Wuxian lifted his clothes and squatted beside Lan Wangji
"I'm making a nest for your chicks and ducks"
Lan Wangji didn't stop in his hand, but in front of him was a box nailed with a wooden board, which was about to take shape
Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly tightened
dignified and bright, such a thing is in no detail, I am afraid no one will believe it when it is said, but all this is for him
"I'll help you"
"Okay, watch your hands, there are barbs on the board"
Lan Wangji's voice was gentle, and his eyes at Wei Wuxian were even more tender
The little bunny can't be idle. If he doesn't help him, he will be unhappy. If he asks him to help, he is afraid that he will be frizzy and hurt himself.
"Whoops."
Sure enough, whatever he was afraid of, Wei Wuxian threw the wooden board in his hand before nailing a few boards, covered his fingers and exclaimed in pain
"Got it? Let me see it."
Lan Wangji threw the tool in his hand and pulled Wei Wuxian's hand. Seeing the blood beads on his fingertips, his heart hurt, his thin lips opened slightly, and he stopped the jade finger...
"Lan Zhan, what are you doing? Dirty, let go"
The fingertips entered Lan Wangji's mouth. Wei Wuxian was like an electric shock, his whole body was soft and weak. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lan Wangji held it tightly
"Envy is not dirty"
After a long time, Lan Wangji let go of his wrist and looked down to see if there were any stings in the wound
"Lan Zhan, you... hum, I'll ignore you."
Wei Wuxian blushed like a ripe apple, his mouth was bulging, he pulled back his hand, turned around and entered the house
"Stinky Lanzhan, bad Lanzhan, * me early in the morning, hum"
As soon as he entered the house with his front foot, Lan Yueji followed with his back foot
"Nian'er, go to the kitchen to get the ingredients"
"Yes, Father."
Seeing his father rushing in muttering, Lan Nian had already planned to flash. Hearing his father's words, he ran away
"Nian'er-"
Watching Lan Wangji walk towards him step by step, Wei Wuxian couldn't help shivering
"Envy, are you cold?"
"Cold..."
Wei Wuxian nodded and hurriedly shook his head after reacting
"No... not cold"
"I'll cover you for my husband..."
"Lan Zhan... don't... ummm..."
