"You... you you you let me down"
Does he still want to mess around?
Every time he is taken away like this unsuspecting? What do others think of him? Especially Jing Yi's big mouth, it is estimated that he will have to talk for a while
"Don't let it go"
Lan Wangji tightened her hand on Wei Wuxian's waist
On the way back from Yujian, he was protected by Wei Wuxian like a little daughter-in-law. In addition to Wei Wuxian's words before, he was holding his breath. No matter what, he had to get it back
"You..."
Wei Wuxian gas knot
When he turned his head and saw Lan Nian, who was holding the dust in his hand and following behind him with a straight look, a light flashed in his eyes
"Nian'er, tell your father to let me down"
"Huh?"
Lan Nian, who was suddenly named, was at a loss
Finally someone remembers him
He thought that these two unreliable parents had forgotten him long ago. Since the father at the gate of the mountain said to let him follow him back to the quiet room, the two of them have not looked at him
Sure enough -- father and father are true love
"Ah what? Help Daddy... ah... I don't want to live, ice cube face, let me down"
Wei Wuxian rolled around in Lan Wangji's arms
He had to find an excuse to hide elsewhere for a few days. At least for now, he couldn't return to the quiet room. He still wanted to participate in Si Zhui's wedding. He didn't want to lie on the couch and can't get out... ah!!!
Looking at the person wiping tears in his arms, the corners of Lan Wangji's lips raised slightly
--Silly envy
"Dad, just stay well, father also feels sorry for you"
Lan Nian turned her eyes away from the two parents who fed him dog food
"Brat..."
Wei Wuxian suddenly quieted down, wrapped around Lan Wuji's neck, and stared blankly at Lan Nian
- Nian'er has grown taller and is more and more like Lan Zhan. The small white robe with curly cloud patterns, the Lan family's forehead tied between the foreheads, the cold temperament emitted from the whole body, and every word and deed are very similar to the small old-fashioned, square and upright Little Master Lan
And whether it's Second Young Master Lan or Little Young Master Lan, it's all his. Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but chuckle
"Hehehe..."
"Why are you laughing"
Lan Wangji gently put the person on the couch, squatted down, and stroked Wei Wuxian's white face lightly
This little fool was pondering something again. He looked at himself and Nian'er, and his saliva was about to flow out...
"Mine... it's all mine, hehe"
Wei Wuxian's eyes were still dull, and he didn't even realize that he had returned to the quiet room
"What?"
"You and Nian'er are mine"
Lan Wangji's fingertips paused, and the corners of his lips became wider
"Well, yours"
...
In the quiet room, Lan Wangji looked at the father and son who were hugging together and retreated silently. He had to go and make something for his envy
"Nian'er, these three years..."
Before the words were finished, they were choked up
He was brought into this world with all his life, but he still left him again and again, and every time, he seemed to have had no choice but to have hardships. He couldn't say these hardships, but it didn't mean he didn't feel guilty., Wei Wuxian hugged Lan Nian tightly into his arms again, and he understood...
"In the past three years, my child has been very good. My uncle taught me swordsmanship and magic every day. Grandpa taught me to write and draw, and I think about chasing my brother. They also accompany me every day... to you, Dad, you have lost a lot of weight. After traveling abroad in the past three years, my father is not in good health, you must have suffered a lot, right?"
Lan Nian adheres to the temperament of Lan Wangji, reporting good news but not bad news
Dad is already very difficult, I can't let him worry anymore
"Not hard"
Lan Zhan is still alive, for him, it is already the best gift from God, how can there be hard work?
On the contrary, Nian'er, without him and Lan Zhan by his side, no matter how well his uncle and the others treated him, he still lacked the fatherly love he wanted most...
"Daddy, look"
Seeing the disappointment on Wei Wuxian's face, Lan Nian hurriedly opened the topic
"Huh? Jade Flute"
This jade flute was carved by the master's mother-in-law with a part of her body, and when she left Yun Shen's unknown place, he left it to Nian'er, Nian'er is this?
"Didn't Daddy say let me name it? I've already taken it, and I'm waiting for you to come back and tell you"
Speaking of the jade flute, Lan Nian's face was full of excitement
"Oh? What name did Nian'er give it?"
Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Nian with interest
"Dustless"
"Dustless?"
"Well, Bodhi has no tree, a mirror is not a stage, there is nothing in it, where is it to cause dust, and it also contains the word" no "of my father and the word" dust "of my father's sword. Daddy, look... how about this name?"
Lan Nian raised her head and stared at Wei Wuxian eagerly
"Good name, my pronunciation is amazing, that is so typical of the children brought out by my uncle, very knowledgeable, hahaha... unbelievable... unbelievable"
"Daddy likes it"
