Bring back and Hide

EP 9

How could Lan Wangji reply him. He bit his lip, while using one of his hands to pinch his root of legs.

Wei Wuxian: 'Hmm...'

The fear came to his mind again. He did not dare to talk more nonsense, and devoted himself to serving Lan Wangji.

The feeling of being touched by someone else was very fantastic, probably because it was impossible to predict the direction and strength of the next touch. Wei Wuxian made a serious analysis while forcibly diverting his attention from the touch of Lan Wangji's slender fingers.

Because, as long as he thought that HanGuang Jun's beautiful fingers which always held pens and the sword were now... he felt an uncontrollable sense of blasphemy.

Although Lan Wangji was voluntary, he himself was semi-voluntary.

But this calm sense didn't last long. He was too comfortable.He lifted his waist and sent it to the Lan Wangji's hand positively.

Wei Wuxian thought: I should enjoy in time. Why bother to think so much when I could have fun?

So he concentrated on serving Lan Wangji, and feeling the pleasure that Lan Wangji brought to him.

He didn't often do it himself. While it was HanGuang Jun who did this for him, Wei Wuxian reached his limit in a few moments. The excitement of the explosion swallowed all reason at that moment, and the thing trembled and shot in Lan Wangji's hands.

Almost at the same time, the thing he held in his hand also trembled, and then liquid splashed on his clothes.

No one spoke.

It took a long time for Lan Wangji to slowly rise from Wei Wuxian.

They two looked at each other for a moment, and their eyesight then moved away from each other at the same time.

Lan Wangji said: 'I, I'm going to get some water.'

Wei Wuxian said, 'Oh... Sorry to bother you.'

Lan Wangji left him, whom he had been watched all night, alone in the room, and went out with confidence.

Wei Wuxian's brain was blank. But the thought of 'Should I run away' appeared for a moment.He glanced down at his torn pants and clothes stained with liquid.

He thought: Just give up.

Lan Wangji stood in the courtyard with his back leaning against the door. His face appeared helplessly pale in the cool moonlight.

He lowered his head and tried to raise his hand. He paused in the middle of the lift, and continued to lift it trembling until he lifted it near the face.

The white liquid on his hands was Wei Wuxian's body fluid.

Lan Wangji's hand shook violently twice, as if being controlled by something, little by little, it approached his lips.

The closer it got to the lip, the more trembling the hand was, as if fighting desperately against something invisible in the air.

A night crow flew by in the sky, and the sound of flapping wings suddenly awakened him.

Lan Wangji opened his eyes wide as if waking up from a dream. He quickly put down his hand, and walked to the well.

When Lan Wangji fetched the water, he remembered that he hadn't taken any measures when he left. Not to mention setting prohibtion, even not tying Wei Wuxian this time.

But now it must be too late to rush back. Instead, he calmed down and finished fetching two buckets of water before holding them in his hands and walking back.