The way of couple

EP 40

"No..." Wei Wuxian kept working hard, but he had talked a lot about it himself, so it was not easy to oppose what he had said in person.

He stretched one hand behind his back, hammered the old waist that had been suffered to much, tried to straighten it, and then shrank back with a hissing sound. As a result, an unspeakable place was pulled, which was twitching suddenly, as if protesting that it swallowed a giant that it shouldn't bear a moment ago. The tingling pain turned into a suffocated sob.

Seeing him put his face in the pillow, Lan Wangji knew he was uncomfortable, he gently squeezed his waist with one hand, "Is it hurting here?"

Wei Wuxian was dying and said, "It hurts everywhere, but it hurts even more in the lower body..."

Lan Wangji's gaze followed Wei Wuxian's waistline all the way to the pretty buttocks. He turned his gaze back, his face moved slightly. It seemed that he was apologizing, he really couldn't "knead" for him there.

Wei Wuxian felt the undissipated feeling swelling in the secret place, and finally knew what it meant to be 'ask for trouble'. He swallowed his throat and said, "Lan Zhan, I think that if the technique of dual cultivation is practiced too much, the Qi will run in the wrong way easily.

It is obvious that we have not mastered the method just now. It is terrible that we pratice in the wrong way. "

Lan Wangji was like a kid who had done something wrong, his eyes drooping slightly, revealing guilt, "I'm sorry...Just now, I didn't control my power."

Wei Wuxian's heart was soft, he kissed him on his lips, "You don't need to apologize, we can take it slowly, don't worry. After take a rest for three to five days, and I get well..."

Lan Wangji squeezed his earlobe with one hand, interrupted him, and stroked him along his back with one hand. His lips were opened and closed. It seemed that he was a bit embarrassed, but his light-colored eyes showed unusual seriousness and sincerity: "Tomorrow night, I will be gentle."

"??"

What tomorrow night? ?

Wei Wuxian patted Lan Wangji's chest with a palm, and hurriedly said, "No! This is not a question of being gentle or not, Lan Zhan, I mean..."

Lan Wangji hug the nagging person in his arms, kissed the tip of his hair, and said, "It's time to go to sleep."

"No, no, I have to tell you clearly about this!"

"Can't speak when sleeping."

"Um... but Lan Zhan..."

"Sleep."

Lan Wangji suddenly remembered the situation of the next morning after the wedding.

He woke up that day and found Wei Wuxian in his arms.

He immediately recalled the situation last night, and everything began to blur from the moment he drank the wine. The two seemed to have a fight for a while before falling asleep.

He hugged Wei Wuxian's waist tightly, and it was time to get up, a voice in his mind told him, hug for more while.

Another voice said, he is already yours.

Mine? ...

Wei Ying, is he mine? ...

Lan Wangji had never particularly understood the meaning of destiny and marriage. He only knew that they two would live together since then, they belonged to each other and would never separate.

In his fifteen years of life, he had only made a few choices that truly belonged to him. His surname, his name, were not his own choice.

His daily work and rest, meals, every hour, every quarter of an hour had been properly arranged by the elders, every word and deed, was guided and restricted by 3000 rules on the discipline stone, all he needs was following one by one.