TFOD Chapter 126

The next morning, Wei Wuxian actually woke up earlier than Lan Wangji, which was rare. His legs were trembling the entire day.

They took out the incense burner again, turning it over and over, tinkering with it. Wei Wuxian took it apart and then put it back together exactly as it was, but he still couldn’t figure out its secret.

Wei Wuxian sat by his desk, concentrating, and said, “It’s not the incense that’s the problem; it’s definitely the incense burner. This thing is really something. It’s like being there in person; even empathy is about this effect. Is there anything recorded about this in your library?”

Lan Wangji shook his head.

Since he shook his head, then there was truly no record of it. Wei Wuxian said, “Never mind, the incense burner’s effects have passed. Let’s put it away for now and prevent anyone from accidentally touching it. If any master refiner comes to visit in the future, we can take it out and ask them.”

They both thought that the incense burner’s effects had passed, but who knew that things would turn out so unexpected?

Late that night, after Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had their usual bout of passion in the Jingshi, they both fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, he opened his eyes and found that he was lying under the magnolia tree outside the library again.

Sunlight filtered through the flower branches, falling on his face. Wei Wuxian narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to block it, and slowly sat up.

This time, Lan Wangji was not beside him.

Wei Wuxian cupped his right hand to his lips and called out, “Lan Zhan!”

No one answered. Wei Wuxian wondered, “It seems the effects of that incense burner probably haven’t passed yet. But where did Lan Zhan go? Could it be that only I was affected by the incense burner’s residual power?”

In front of the magnolia tree, there was a white stone path. Groups of Gusu Lan disciples in white robes and headbands were passing by with books, seemingly on their way to morning lessons. Not one of them gave Wei Wuxian a glance; they still couldn’t see him. Wei Wuxian turned to look at the library. Lan Wangji wasn’t there, neither the big one nor the small one, so he went downstairs and aimlessly wandered around Cloud Recesses.

Not long after, he faintly heard the voices of two young men talking quietly. Upon getting closer, one of the young men’s voices was very familiar: “…no one has ever kept them in Cloud Recesses before. It’s against the rules.”

After a moment of silence, the other young man said sullenly, “I know. But… I already made a promise; I can’t go back on it.”

Wei Wuxian’s heart stirred, and he quietly looked over. Sure enough, the two young men talking on a patch of green lawn were Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji.

It was spring, with gentle breezes. The young Lan Twin Jades were like flawless jade in a mirror, both clad in plain white robes as pure as snow, their wide sleeves and headbands fluttering, like something from a painting. At this time, Lan Wangji was also around fifteen or sixteen years old, his brow slightly furrowed, as if troubled. In his arms, he held a white rabbit with a twitching pink nose. There was also a white rabbit at his feet, its long ears perked up, standing on its hind legs, pawing at his boots, as if trying to climb up.

Lan Xichen said, “A jest between youths, how can it be considered a serious promise? Is that truly the reason?”

Lan Wangji lowered his gaze and remained silent.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, “Alright then, but if Uncle asks about it, you must explain it to him well. These days, you’ve spent a little too much time on them.”

Lan Wangji nodded solemnly and said, “Thank you, elder brother.” After a pause, he added, “…It won’t affect my studies.”

Lan Xichen said, “I know you won’t, Wangji. But, whatever you do, don’t tell Uncle who gave them to you. Otherwise, he’ll fly into a rage, and he’ll make you give them away no matter what.”

Upon hearing this, Lan Wangji seemed to hug the rabbit in his arms even tighter. Lan Xichen smiled, raised a hand, and poked the white rabbit’s pink nose with his fingertip, then leisurely left.

After he left, Lan Wangji stood thoughtfully for a while. The white rabbit in his arms occasionally shook its ears, looking quite content. The one at his feet was pawing more eagerly, and Lan Wangji lowered his head to look at it, then bent over and picked it up as well, putting both rabbits in his arms and gently stroking them. The movements of his hands were gentle, a stark contrast to his expression.

Wei Wuxian was itching to get closer. He came out from behind the tree, wanting to get closer to the young Lan Wangji. Who knew that the white rabbit in Lan Wangji’s arms would slip out, that his aura would suddenly change. He turned around abruptly, and only when he saw who it was did the intense look in his eyes immediately freeze. “…You?!”

He was surprised, but Wei Wuxian was even more surprised, and said strangely, “You can see me?”

This was really bizarre. Logically, people in the dream shouldn’t be able to see him. But Lan Wangji was still staring at him and said, “Of course I can see you. You are… Wei Ying?”

The young man before him looked to be over twenty, definitely not fifteen, yet he had the same face as Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji was unsure of the person’s identity, and was very wary. If he had his sword at that moment, Bichen would probably have already been drawn. Wei Wuxian reacted very quickly, and immediately said with a serious expression, “It’s me!”

At this reply, Lan Wangji became even more wary, and instead took two steps back. Wei Wuxian wore a wounded expression and tone, saying, “Lan Zhan, I went through so many hardships to come back and find you; how can you treat me like this?”

Lan Wangji said, “You… are you really Wei Ying?”

Wei Wuxian said, “Of course.”

Lan Wangji said, “Why does your appearance look different?”

Wei Wuxian said, “That’s a long story. Actually, it’s like this: I am indeed Wei Wuxian, but I’m Wei Wuxian from seven years in the future. Seven years from now, I discovered an incredible magical treasure that can travel through time and space and return to the past. I was carefully studying it when I accidentally touched it, and that’s how I got back!”

This explanation was so absurd that it was almost childish. Lan Wangji coldly said, “How can you prove it?”

Wei Wuxian said, “How do you want me to prove it? I know everything about you. The rabbit you were just holding in your arms, and the one at your feet, weren’t they the ones I gave you? You were so reluctant to accept them back then, but now your brother doesn’t want you to keep them, but you’re unwilling to give them up. You’ve started to like them, haven’t you?”

Upon hearing this, Lan Wangji’s expression changed slightly. He wanted to say something but stopped, and said, “I…”

Wei Wuxian took two more steps towards him, opened his arms, and said with a smile, “What’s wrong? Are you shy?”

Seeing his strange behavior, Lan Wangji was on high alert, his face full of caution, and he took several steps back. Wei Wuxian hadn’t seen Lan Wangji acting like this toward him in a long time. He was laughing in his heart, but pretended to be angry, saying, “What is this supposed to mean? Why are you avoiding me? You, Lan Zhan, after being my husband for ten years, you turn your back on me the moment you see me!”

As soon as these words came out, the beautiful face of Lan Wangji, like ice and snow, instantly cracked.

He said,

“You… me?”

“…Ten years?”

“…Husband?!”

Six words, delivered in a fragmented and difficult manner, were finally all uttered. Wei Wuxian acted as if he had just realized, “Oh, I forgot, you don’t know yet. Looking at this time, it seems we’ve only just met not long ago? Didn’t I just leave Cloud Recesses? Never mind, I’ll tell you secretly first. In a few years, we’ll immediately become dao partners.”

Lan Wangji said, “…Dao partners?”

Wei Wuxian said triumphantly, “Yes! The kind that cultivates together every day. With proper betrothal gifts and a proper marriage, and we’ve even worshipped the heavens together.”

Lan Wangji’s chest rose and fell slightly with anger, and after a long pause, he spat out a few words through gritted teeth: “…Nonsense!”

Wei Wuxian said, “If I say a few more things, you’ll know whether it’s nonsense. You like to hold me tightly when you sleep, and you have to hold me on top of you, or you can’t fall asleep. Every time you kiss me, you kiss for a very long time, and when you finish, you like to bite me lightly before separating. Oh, that’s right, you like to bite me when you’re doing certain other things as well; my body…”

From the moment he said “hold me tightly,” Lan Wangji’s expression became unbearable to look at, and it only became more intense the more he continued. It was as if he wanted to cover his ears and block out these vulgar words, and with a palm strike, he said, “Nonsense!”

Wei Wuxian dodged and said, “More nonsense? Find a new word! Besides, how do you know it’s nonsense? Isn’t that how you are?”

Lan Wangji said, word by word, “I… haven’t kissed anyone… how can I know what I like… when I’m like that!”

Wei Wuxian thought for a moment and said, “That’s right, you haven’t kissed anyone yet at this age, so you naturally don’t know what you like when kissing. Why don’t you try it now?”

“…” Lan Wangji was so angry that he forgot to call the disciples to arrest this suspicious person and kept attacking, aiming directly at his pulse points. But at this time, he was still young, and Wei Wuxian was much faster than him, easily dodging them, and even had time to find an opening, pinching Lan Wangji’s arm in a certain spot, causing him to pause. Taking this opportunity, Wei Wuxian kissed him on the cheek.

“…”

After the kiss, Wei Wuxian released Lan Wangji’s arm, freeing him from his grasp.

But Lan Wangji was already stunned in place, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, completely frozen.

“Hahahaha hahahahaha hahahahahaha…”

Wei Wuxian laughed himself awake from his dream.

He was laughing so hard that he almost rolled off the bed, but luckily, Lan Wangji’s arms were still wrapped around his waist. Because of his laughter, he was still trembling when he woke up, shaking so much that Lan Wangji also woke up from his deep sleep, and they both sat up.

Lan Wangji lowered his head, and with one hand, gently massaged his temples, saying, “Just now, I…”

Wei Wuxian continued, “Just now, you had a dream, didn’t you, where you met me when you were fifteen and I was over twenty years old?”

“…” Lan Wangji stared at him and said, “That incense burner.”

Wei Wuxian nodded and said, “I originally thought that I was more affected by the residual effects of that incense burner and that’s why I entered the dream, but who knew that you were the one who was more affected.”

Tonight’s situation was different from last time. The young Lan Zhan in the dream just now was actually transformed from Lan Wangji himself.

People who are dreaming often don’t realize they are dreaming, so the Lan Wangji in the dream genuinely believed that he was only fifteen years old. It was originally a serious dream; reading in the morning, taking a walk, raising rabbits, but Wei Wuxian, who had infiltrated his dream to cause trouble, had bumped into him, and took advantage of it to tease him.

Wei Wuxian said, “I can’t take it anymore, Lan Zhan. The way you hugged the rabbits and wouldn’t let go, afraid that your brother and uncle wouldn’t let you keep them. I love it so much! Hahahahaha…”

Lan Wangji helplessly said, “…It’s late. Don’t let your laughter disturb others.”

Wei Wuxian said, “Are our movements every night quiet? Why did you wake up so early? If you had woken up later, I would have dragged you to the back mountains to do bad things, to give the little Lan Second Master a taste, hahahaha…”

Lan Wangji watched him roll around beside him, and in the end, did not say anything. He sat upright for a while, then suddenly reached out, grabbed Wei Wuxian, and pushed him down.

The two of them had thought that after the second night, the incense burner’s power would have finally dissipated. Who knew that on the third night, Wei Wuxian woke up in Lan Wangji’s dream again?

He was walking leisurely on the white stone path in Cloud Recesses, his black robes swaying with every step, the red tassel of Chenqing swishing about. Not long after, the sound of reading aloud drifted to him.

The direction was from the Lan Study. Wei Wuxian swaggered to the outside of the room, and sure enough, he saw several Lan disciples reading inside at night. Lan Qiren was not there, and it was still Lan Wangji who was supervising.

The Lan Wangji in his dream tonight was still young, but he was about the same age as Wei Wuxian had seen him at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave, around seventeen or eighteen years old. His eyebrows were elegant and he already had the aura of a notable figure, but he still carried the naiveté of a young man. He sat at the front of the hall, completely focused. If someone had a question about the text, he’d scan over it and immediately be able to answer it. His solemn expression formed a stark contrast to the youthful naiveté he possessed.

Wei Wuxian leaned against a pillar outside the Lan Study, watched for a while, and then silently flew onto the roof and put Chenqing to his lips.

Inside the Lan Study, Lan Wangji paused slightly. A young man asked, “Young Master, what is it?”

Lan Wangji said, “Who is playing the flute at this time?”

The young men looked at each other. After a moment, one of them said, “We didn’t hear any flute music?”

Hearing this, Lan Wangji’s expression became stern. He stood up, grabbed his sword, and stepped outside. Just in time, Wei Wuxian put away the flute, jumped, and lightly landed on another rooftop.

Lan Wangji noticed the movement, and asked in a low voice, “Who’s there!”

Wei Wuxian let out two clear whistles from his tongue, his voice already dozens of feet away, and said with a laugh, “It’s your husband!”

Hearing this voice, Lan Wangji’s expression changed. He asked uncertainly, “Wei Ying?”

Wei Wuxian didn’t answer. Lan Wangji pulled out Bichen from his back and chased after him. After a few leaps, Wei Wuxian landed on the high walls of Cloud Recesses, stood up on a piece of dark tile. Lan Wangji also landed less than two feet away from him, Bichen held diagonally in his hand. His headband, sleeves, and robe flew in the night wind, making him look like an immortal.

Wei Wuxian folded his arms and smiled, “Such a handsome person, and such a handsome skill. In such a scene, if I could have a jar of the handsome Emperor’s Smile, that would be perfect.”

Lan Wangji stared at him, and after a long while, said, “Wei Ying, you arrive uninvited. What is your business, paying a late-night visit to Cloud Recesses?”

Wei Wuxian said, “Guess?”

“…” Lan Wangji said, “Boring!”

Bichen came down, but Wei Wuxian easily dodged it. Even though the seventeen- or eighteen-year-old Lan Wangji was already quite skilled, he still couldn’t pose much of a threat to the current Wei Wuxian. After a few rounds, he found an opening and slapped a talisman onto Lan Wangji’s chest. Lan Wangji’s body stiffened, unable to move, while Wei Wuxian wrapped an arm around him and ran straight to the back mountains of Cloud Recesses.

Wei Wuxian found a lush patch of orchids in the back mountains. He placed Lan Wangji there, leaning against a white stone, and said, “What do you want to do?”

Wei Wuxian pinched his cheek and said seriously, “Rape.”

Lan Wangji couldn’t tell if he was joking, his face pale, and he said in a deep voice, “Wei Ying, you… you can’t be reckless.”

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, “You know how I am; I just love being reckless.” As he said this, he reached under Lan Wangji’s layers of white robes, and squeezed him on a certain key part.

The squeeze was neither light nor heavy, and very skillful, causing Lan Wangji’s expression to become strange.

His lips twitched, and he tightened his mouth, finally suppressing his expression change and pretending to be calm. Who knew that Wei Wuxian would push his luck, and fumbled to untie his belt. In a few movements, he took off his lower garment, and held up the heavy male member, which was completely inconsistent with Lan Wangji’s handsome face. He genuinely praised, “Hanguang-jun, you truly are naturally gifted.”

After speaking, he flicked it lightly on the glans. Having one’s private parts played with in such a way made Lan Wangji look like he was about to vomit blood from anger. He also had no time to think who Hanguang-jun was and said sternly, “Wei Ying!!!”

Wei Wuxian giggled, “You can shout all you want. No one will come save you.”

Lan Wangji was about to say something but saw Wei Wuxian, after laughing, push a strand of hair behind his ear. He lowered his head and swallowed him.

Lan Wangji’s eyes showed shock and disbelief. His whole body stiffened.

The seventeen- or eighteen-year-old Lan Wangji was full of innocence, but his member was still of considerable size. Wei Wuxian slowly inserted the long shaft, not quite having swallowed him, when he felt the slippery tip against his throat wall. The shaft was thick and hot. The inside of his mouth could also feel the powerful pulsing of the veins. His cheeks also puffed up from being filled with a foreign object. Although it was quite difficult to swallow, he patiently sent the remaining part deeper into his throat.

Wei Wuxian was very familiar with handling Lan Wangji’s member. He used all his strength to suck and lick, with audible noises, as if he was carefully savoring a delicacy. Even though Lan Wangji was born with a pale face without any blush, his ears were now red and his breathing was rapid. Wei Wuxian worked hard for a long time, his cheeks sore, and still didn’t receive any release, wondering what was going on. It couldn’t be that his oral skills were not good enough for a seventeen-year-old Lan Wangji. He raised his eyes and saw that Lan Wangji looked like he was enduring something. His member was clearly hard as iron, but he was stubbornly holding back from releasing, as if to uphold some bottom line.

He found it amusing, and his desire to do evil arose again. His wet tongue repeatedly licked the tip of the large glans. With a few deep throated movements, Lan Wangji finally couldn’t help it and released.

The semen was extremely thick, and the smell of musk filled his throat. Wei Wuxian straightened his back, coughed lightly twice, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, swallowing them all like he usually did. After releasing, Lan Wangji, possibly due to a post-orgasmic reaction or due to shame and embarrassment, stared at Wei Wuxian, his eyes red, and didn’t say a word.

This appearance, as if he was humiliated, made Wei Wuxian’s heart soften. He kissed him gently on the cheek, saying, “Alright, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have bullied you.”

As he said this, he rubbed his fingers on the member that Lan Wangji had just released from, retracted his hand, and undid his belt, taking off his lower garments.

Wei Wuxian’s legs were long, his thighs as white as jade, his curves beautiful and strong, and a pair of round and perky buttocks. It was a beautiful sight. Lan Wangji was leaning against the white stone, and from that angle, he could see the most intimate parts of Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian knelt in the orchids, turned around, facing away from Lan Wangji, and lay on the ground, putting his white-smeared fingers to his lower body. His secret spot was hidden in the deep cleft of his buttocks. Wei Wuxian spread his buttocks slightly, and that allowed one to glimpse the little bit of pink inside. The entrance was very soft and obedient, originally closed tightly, but after Wei Wuxian used two slender fingers to spread the white on it, gently rubbing it for a moment, it opened up a bit. With some shyness, it swallowed the fingertip. Wei Wuxian sent his fingers slowly and resolutely to the base, then began to thrust. After a while, he picked up the pace slightly, and his tip rose a little.

When he heard a wet sound, Wei Wuxian added a third finger, and lightly breathed. He seemed to start getting tired and lowered the speed.

These details were originally not very obvious in the night, but Lan Wangji’s senses were very sharp, and his eyesight was excellent. He watched this extremely lewd scene take place right before him, and there was nothing he could do to look away.

During intimacy, Wei Wuxian liked to reach the peak with Lan Wangji, and in order to prevent himself from releasing too soon, he intentionally avoided the critical point in his body when dilating it. But his body had always been taken care of by Lan Wangji’s sensitive spot. At this moment, he was not able to reach satisfaction. The walls contracted extra fiercely, as if dissatisfied. Sometimes when his fingers didn’t touch the point, his buttocks would sink involuntarily, pushing the spot onto his fingers. After several close calls, Wei Wuxian’s legs felt weak and shaky, and he was barely able to kneel. He quickly withdrew his fingers and calmed down for a moment. Looking back, he met Lan Wangji’s eyes, and immediately closed them.

Wei Wuxian said with a smile, “Hey, Lan Zhan, what are you doing? Memorizing the Lan clan rules?”

Having his thoughts guessed, Lan Wangji’s eyelashes trembled. He seemed like he wanted to open his eyes, but in the end, he held it back.

Wei Wuxian said lazily, “Why don’t you look at me? What’s there to be afraid of? I’m not going to do anything bad to you.”

His voice was already pleasant. When he spoke these words, his tone was lazy and frivolous, like a hook. Lan Wangji seemed to have made up his mind not to look, listen, or speak, resolutely ignoring him, and remaining unmoved. Wei Wuxian said, “Are you really so heartless that you won’t look at me?”

After teasing him a few more times, seeing that Lan Wangji wouldn’t open his eyes no matter what, Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow and said, “Then, that being the case, I’ll borrow your Bichen for a bit. You don’t mind, right?”

As he spoke, he actually picked up Bichen, which had fallen to the side.

Lan Wangji immediately opened his eyes and said sternly, “What do you want to do!”

Wei Wuxian said, “What do you think I want to do?”

Lan Wangji said, “…I don’t know!”

Wei Wuxian: “Since you don’t know what I want to do, why are you so nervous?”

Lan Wangji: “I! I…”

Wei Wuxian smiled at him, picked up Bichen and swung it around, then lowered his eyes and kissed the hilt of Bichen lightly. Immediately after, he stuck out his bright red tongue and began to lick it.

The body of Bichen was like ice and snow, crystal clear, and the hilt was made of pure silver which was smelted through secret methods. It was extremely heavy and carved with patterns. The image was extremely enchanting. Lan Wangji looked like he had received a huge shock, saying, “Let go of Bichen!”

Wei Wuxian said, “Why?”

Lan Wangji said, “That’s my sword! You can’t use it… use it…”

Wei Wuxian said strangely, “I know it’s your sword. I just like it a bit, so I’m playing with it. What did you think I was going to do with it?”

“…” Lan Wangji was at a loss for words.

Wei Wuxian said, “Hahahahahaha Lan Zhan, what are you thinking? You’re thinking too dirty!”

Seeing that he not only deliberately denied it but also turned the tables, Lan Wangji’s expression was quite interesting. After teasing him for a while, Wei Wuxian was satisfied and said, “If you want me to not touch your sword, then use yourself to trade. How about it?”

Lan Wangji could not say the word “yes,” but could not allow him to defile his sword and found it difficult to answer. Wei Wuxian knelt on the ground, his back straight, and crawled toward him, coaxing, “Say a ‘yes,’ and I will give the sword back to you, and we’ll do fun things together. Okay?”

After a long while, Lan Wangji uttered two words from between his teeth: “…No!”

Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, saying, “Okay. That’s what you said.”

He moved away from Lan Wangji and sat opposite him, smiling, spreading his legs, and said, “Then you just watch me play with Bichen.”

In such a brazen and shameless posture with his legs wide open, the view of his private parts was in clear view of Lan Wangji.

The two white cheeks of his buttocks were slightly separated by his legs, revealing the pink secret spot between them. After the previous dilation, the opening was a bit red and swollen, but it was still moist and tender. Wei Wuxian turned Bichen upside down, pointing the hilt at the opening. He took a light breath and forced it in slightly, the soft folds of skin instantly opening, the hilt of the sword sliding in, almost halfway in.

The hilt of Bichen was cold like a piece of ice, and made Wei Wuxian shiver. His intestines contracted, and spat the hilt out a little. Wei Wuxian immediately grabbed it tightly, and inserted it back with even more force, and then slowly began to thrust.

The layers of flesh were tight, and the sword hilt had all kinds of old patterns, which scraped the tunnel, making him feel like he was going crazy. He brushed against a certain point inside, and Wei Wuxian moaned, pulled his legs closer, and a wave of dizziness and tingling went through his head. He was full of energy, and lifted it high.

From Lan Wangji’s side, this was truly an unbelievable scene. Wei Wuxian was lying in front of him, actively opening his legs, with his secret spot holding his Bichen, the hilt of the sword hard and cold, and the entrance tender, red, and swollen, looking very pitiful. Despite this, Wei Wuxian was working hard to move it in and out, faster and faster, smoother and smoother. He was panting and looking at him with wet eyes, calling out, “Lan Zhan…”

“Lan Zhan…”

The nasal sound in the calls were like he was pleading, and also like it was the soft mumbles of someone in love. Either way, it was enough to make someone lose their mind. Lan Wangji did not have the capacity to close his eyes or look away, and he stared at his face, watched him struggle under the assault of Bichen, and watched him torture himself, his knuckles clicking.

Wei Wuxian had no idea of the strange state he was in. He was having a difficult time with Bichen and was unable to control the force on his legs, and then he almost collapsed, and had to stop for a bit. Looking back, he was face to face with Lan Wangji, and immediately closed his eyes.

Wei Wuxian said with a smile, “Hey, Lan Zhan, what are you doing? Memorizing the Lan clan rules?”

Being guessed correctly, Lan Wangji’s eyelashes trembled, like he wanted to open his eyes, but in the end, he held back.

Wei Wuxian said lazily, “Why don’t you look at me? What’s there to be afraid of? I wouldn’t do anything bad to you.”

His voice was pleasant. When he spoke these words, his tone was lazy and frivolous, like a small hook, and Lan Wangji seemed to make up his mind not to look, listen, or speak. He resolutely ignored him, and was not moved. Wei Wuxian said, “Are you really so hard-hearted that you won’t look at me?”

After teasing a few more times, seeing that Lan Wangji still wouldn’t open his eyes, Wei Wuxian said, “Then, that’s how it is, I’ll borrow your Bichen, you won’t mind, right?”

He really picked up Bichen, which was on the side.

Lan Wangji immediately opened his eyes, sternly saying, “What do you want to do?”

Wei Wuxian said, “What do you think I want to do?”

Lan Wangji, “…I don’t know!”

Wei Wuxian: “Since you don’t know what I want to do, why are you so nervous?”

Lan Wangji: “I! I…”

Wei Wuxian smiled at him, and held up Bichen, swung it around, and then lowered his eyes, kissing the hilt. Immediately after, he stuck out a red tongue, licking the hilt.

The sword was like ice and snow, transparent and clear. The hilt was made of pure silver, and it was very heavy, with old patterns. This was a very enchanting image. Lan Wangji seemed like he was going into shock, and said, “Let go of Bichen!”

Wei Wuxian said, “Why?”

Lan Wangji said, “That’s my sword! You can’t use it…use it…”

Wei Wuxian said strangely, “I know that it’s your sword. I just like it a bit, so I’m playing with it. What do you think I’m going to do with it?”

“…” Lan Wangji was speechless.

Wei Wuxian said, “Hahahahahahaha Lan Zhan, what are you thinking about? You’re so dirty!”

Seeing that he not only refused to admit to it, but also turned the tables on him, Lan Wangji’s face was quite interesting. After teasing him for a bit, Wei Wuxian was happy and said, “If you want me to not touch your sword, then use yourself to trade. What do you think?”

Lan Wangji could not say the word “yes,” but could not allow him to defile his sword. It was hard for him to answer. Wei Wuxian knelt on the ground, his back straight, and crawled to him, coaxing, “Say a ‘yes’ and I’ll give the sword back to you, and we’ll do fun things together. Okay?”

After a long while, Lan Wangji uttered two words: “…No!”

Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows and said, “Okay. You said it.”

He moved away from Lan Wangji and sat across from him, smiling as he opened his legs, saying, “Then just watch me play with Bichen.”

In such a brazen and shameless posture, his lower body was on full display.

The two white cheeks of his buttocks were slightly separated by the action, revealing the pink entrance to his secret spot. After the dilation, the opening was a bit swollen and red, and it was wet and tender. Wei Wuxian turned Bichen upside down, and aimed the hilt at the opening. He took a light breath, and slowly and with effort, slid it in. The soft folds of skin instantly opened, and it slid in about halfway.

The sword was cold, like a piece of ice. The cold made Wei Wuxian shiver, and his intestines contracted. The hilt was spat out a bit. Wei Wuxian quickly tightened his grip, and pushed it in more forcefully. Then he began to slowly thrust himself.

The inside was tight, and the hilt had ancient patterns, which scraped the tunnel, making him feel like he was going crazy. He brushed against a certain spot, and Wei Wuxian moaned, pulling his legs closer. A wave of dizziness and tingling went through his head. He was full of energy, and he lifted himself up.

From Lan Wangji’s side, this was truly an unbelievable scene. Wei Wuxian was lying before him, actively opening his legs, with his secret spot holding his Bichen. The hilt of the sword was hard and cold, and the opening was tender and red, looking very pitiful. Despite this, Wei Wuxian was working hard to move it in and out, faster and faster, and smoother and smoother. He was panting and looking at him with wet eyes, calling out, “Lan Zhan…”

“Lan Zhan…”

The calls had a nasal sound, like he was begging, and also like it was the soft mumbles of someone in love. Either way, it was enough to make someone lose their mind. Lan Wangji did not have the capacity to close his eyes, and was staring at his face, watching him struggle under Bichen’s assault, and watched him torture himself, his knuckles clicking.

Wei Wuxian had no idea of the strange state he was in. He was having a difficult time with Bichen, and couldn’t control the strength in his legs. He almost collapsed, and had to stop for a bit. Looking back, he met Lan Wangji’s eyes, and immediately closed his eyes.

Wei Wuxian said with a smile, “Hey, Lan Zhan, what are you doing? Memorizing the Lan clan rules?”

Having his thoughts guessed, Lan Wangji’s eyelashes trembled, like he wanted to open his eyes, but in the end, he held it back.

Wei Wuxian said lazily, “Why don’t you look at me? What’s there to be afraid of? I wouldn’t do anything bad to you.”

His voice was already pleasant. When he spoke these words, his tone was lazy and frivolous, like a small hook. Lan Wangji seemed to have made up his mind to not look, listen, or speak. He resolutely ignored him, and was not moved. Wei Wuxian said, “Are you really so hard-hearted that you won’t look at me?”

After teasing him a few more times, seeing that Lan Wangji still wouldn’t open his eyes, Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow and said, “Then, that’s how it is, I’ll borrow your Bichen, you won’t mind, right?”

He really picked up Bichen, which was on the side.

Lan Wangji immediately opened his eyes, sternly saying, “What do you want to do!”

Wei Wuxian said, “What do you think I want to do?”

Lan Wangji said, “…I don’t know!”

Wei Wuxian: “Since you don’t know what I want to do, why are you so nervous?”

Lan Wangji: “I! I…”

Wei Wuxian smiled at him, and held up Bichen, swung it around, and then lowered his eyes, kissing the hilt. Immediately after, he stuck out a red tongue, licking the hilt.

The sword was like ice and snow, transparent and clear. The hilt was made of pure silver, and it was very heavy, with old patterns. This was a very enchanting image. Lan Wangji seemed like he was going into shock, and said, “Let go of Bichen!”

Wei Wuxian said, “