["What's wrong?" Wei Wuxian opened his eyes with difficulty and asked with some confusion.
"You have a fever." Lan Wuji replied worriedly, "Take off your clothes quickly.
Wei Wuxian took off his wet clothes along with Lan Wuxing's hand, and said in his mouth, "Why did you have a fever so easily."]
"When did this fever stop, but I have a fever at this time, and I am also convinced." Wei Wuxian looked at himself who was burning a little confused, and he was angry and anxious. He was angry that he was still dragging Lan Wangji's hind legs at this time. The worry was that he had a fever at this time. If Wen Chao brought someone, how could Lan Wangji fight it alone.
Everyone glanced at Wei Wuxian above, and then at Wei Wuxian, who was angry because he had a fever above, and they really didn't agree with what he said about getting sick so easily.
Not to mention that Wei Wuxian was injured, he was only beaten by the bar Xuantie sword in the shell of the slaughtering basalt, and when the slaughtering basalt fell, he suddenly fell into the lake. Although Lan forgot that Wei Wuxian, who was quick, picked it up, but if these two things were casually placed on the body of a prince of an aristocratic family, he might not have any consciousness for a long time. Wei Wuxian is already better than most aristocratic masters too much.
[Lan Wangji didn't agree with Wei Wuxian's simplicity, but after taking off his wet clothes, a fire was built around him and his clothes were roasted.
Wei Wuxian didn't get Lan Wangji's answer, and he didn't care much. He just fell asleep again in a daze, but because the ground was too hard, he slept very uncomfortably. He opened a small slit and looked at Lan Wangji and said, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, lend me your back and lie down, it's so frustrating here."
Lan Wangji glanced at Wei Wuxian: "I won't borrow it." After speaking, he continued to roast Wei Wuxian's clothes and no longer answered Wei Wuxian's words.
Seeing that Lan Yueji did not agree, Wei Wuxian complained in his heart, then changed his position and fell asleep.
When he was dim, he felt that he was lying in a very warm place: "This is not for me to lie down."
Wei Wuxian finished thinking happily, and then fell asleep.
When he woke up, he found that he was not sleeping on Lan Wangji's lap like in his dream, but on some straw: "Is it really a dream?"
Wei Wuxian thought to himself.]
Wei Wuxian's consciousness above was vague, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality, but the people below were indeed awake. They saw Lan Wuji carefully put Wei Wuxian on his lap after Wei Wuxian fell asleep. He slept for a long time until he realized that Wei Wuxian was about to wake up, so he put him down.
Wei Wuxian felt that Lan Wuji was embarrassed to be nice to him in front of him, so he ran to Lan Wuji's side with a smile and hugged Lan Wuji's neck: "Lan Zhan Lan Zhan, I knew you wanted to be friends with me."
Lan Wangji seemed to be faintly smelling the lotus fragrance on Wei Wuxian's sleeves, and her earlobes turned red silently: "Hmm."
"Why do you feel that Second Young Master Lan is so strange to Brother Wei?" Nie Huaisang muttered. He always felt that Lan Wangji was very similar to Wei Wuxian in which book he had seen it, but he couldn't remember for a while. Read it in that book.