Wei Wuxian secretly fed Lan Wangji with blood for three days. On the fourth day, when he was about to untie the cloth band wrapped around his wrist, Lan Wangji slowly opened his eyes
"Envy... why are you here? Get out, I don't want to see you"
Seeing Wei Wuxian beside the couch, Lan Wangji's eyes flashed with a light, and then dimmed in an instant. He turned his head slightly, forcing himself not to look at him
"Don't go--"
Wei Wuxian tightly pulled Lan Wangji's hand and held it tightly in his hand
This time, even if he chases him, he won't leave
What's more, he knew that he didn't actually want to go by himself. In the final analysis, he was just afraid of dragging him down
"You... ahem ahem ahem"
Lan Wangji pulled back her hand, covered her mouth and coughed violently. Her face was like this, and her lungs seemed to be on fire
"Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan, how are you?"
"Can't die"
Lan Wangji simply closed his eyes and didn't look at him
Not only does his internal organs hurt, but his head also hurts
- - stinky envy, I really want to hug you, but I can't be soft-hearted
"Heh."
Wei Wuxian chuckled. Lan Zhan was so cute at the moment, and he was throwing a temper like a three-year-old child
Wei Wuxian pasted it up again, wishing he could hang his whole body on others
"Ice cube face, when you are ready, let's hold a big ceremony, okay? At that time, invite people from the entire cultivation world to watch the ceremony."
Wei Wuxian buried his head in Lan Wangji's arms and said softly
It's been almost fourteen years since their first big day, right? It's a pity that they both fell off the cliff before the ceremony was completed. Later, he fell asleep for six years. Lan Wangji wrote his name on the genealogy and gave it to him as a birthday gift. Later, with Nian'er, he died... In this life, he has always been waiting for him, this time, it is his turn to wait for him...
Lan Wangji's body froze, and Wei Wuxian's red-clothed appearance appeared in his mind
Over the years, he has thought about it thousands of times, wanting to give him a great gift that shocked the cultivation world again, but if God doesn't do what people want, they are always missing it. This time - it will eventually become a regret
"Not good."
Lan Wangji pulled back his hand and said in a deep voice
"You go out, I said I don't want to see you"
"Blue forgot the plane!!! You opened your eyes and started to drive me away, okay okay... I'll go and never come back, don't regret it"
Wei Wuxian jumped up from Lan Wangji's arms like a little lion with fried hair and rushed out of the quiet room
"Bang."
The door of the quiet room slammed shut
Lan Wangji's heart also trembled
"Envy... ahem, ahem, ahem... I already regret it"
Lan Wangji spread out her hand, looked at the touch of red in her palm, and looked in a trance
"But I'm a cripple now, and I don't know how long I can live. How can I protect my envy and envy all my life?"
...
Pine wind water moon
"Forgetfulness has been stubborn since childhood. Back then, in order to become a Taoist companion with you, he would rather receive 300 ring whips than compromise with me. Now that he has become like this, I am afraid that he will not agree to die."
Lan Qiren looked at Wei Wuxian kneeling in front of him, stroked his beard and sighed
"I hope my uncle and brother will be fulfilled"
Since Wei Wuxian came in, he has been kneeling on the ground and repeating this sentence. Ren Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen couldn't pull it up no matter what
"Ah Xian, you get up first, of course my uncle and I agree, but forget the plane..."
"He will agree, we will prepare it without his knowledge. At that time, if he does not agree, he will be tied up and salute with me."
Wei Wuxian's lips raised a smile, and he had a plan in his heart
"This... well, I'll ask someone to pick a good day for you, and then order someone to prepare the items that Big H needs first."
Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen both pulled the corners of their mouths, and their foreheads were dripping with cold sweat
Forget the opportunity and ask for your own blessings, the dignified former Immortal Governor, the second son of the Lan family, the pavilion master of the Forget Xian Pavilion, don't really let A Xian tie you up to the auditorium in front of the entire cultivation world
...
"Lan Zhan, I'm back"
Wei Wuxian jumped into the quiet room with the soup boiled for Lan Wangji in his hand
Hearing the soft and glutinous voice, Lan Wangji raised his head sharply
Isn't he gone? Never come back?
"Why are you back"
Xiao Aojiao Lan forgot to be happy, but she almost ran over and took the person into her arms, but her face was calm, even gloomy and terrifying
"Suddenly I don't want to go"
Wei Wuxian sat down by the couch, stirring the soup in the bowl with his hands incessantly. He blew at the soup with his small mouth pouty
"Nonsense, I... uh"
There was a smell of meat in his mouth. Lan Wangji wanted to push the person in front of him away, but his disobedient hand wrapped around his waist
After a while
Wei Wuxian let him go
His lungs are badly injured, it would be bad if he was choking
"Are you still driving me away?"
He lowered his head and took another gulp of soup in his mouth
"Ho-ho-ho-ho-cough-cough."
Lan Wangji gasped for breath
"No... no rush, I... I drink by myself... uh"
- - Xian Xian, you have no martial arts ethics? I said I wouldn't drive you away...
