It had been half a year since the battle of Yunmeng. At the beginning, Jiang Cheng was busy dealing with affairs, Wei Wuxian ,as his assistant, helped him and did not have time to take rest for a while. When there was no more disturbance in the Yunmeng area, the Lotus Dock began to help the surrounding clans. Jiang Cheng was guarding Yunmeng as the head of the clan, and Wei Wuxian was often sent out. After seeing his methods, no one was not awed, no one was not impressed. Gradually, within the Wen clan, Wei Wuxian also became a person that was somewhat frightening.
The bodies had long been accustomed to blood-not to mention the blood of the enemies.
The hatred had also become greedy in the battles. Killing those ordinary cultivators with flame emblems could no longer satisfy the heart of hunger and thirst. Everyone slowly turned their eyesight to the source of everything - Qishan.
But the Ever-lighting City that never fell for hundreds of years could be easily broken through overnight?
The two sides fell into a stalemate.
Wei Wuxian felt that the war became more and more boring. He couldn't help thinking, if Lan Zhan was still there, it would be fine, at least it would be interesting to quarrel with him.
After finishing thinking about it, he was shocked by his own thoughts, and thought depressed: Why do I always miss him?
Wei Wuxian picked up the wine and drank it all. He was a little fluttered by the spiciness, recalling that when he was on the top of the mountain today, just looking east for a moment, he stood there in a trance.
Jingle--
The silent air was suddenly pierced by the sound of bells. It was pleasing to the heart, but somewhat strange.
Wei Wuxian raised his eyes to look in the direction of the door, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, and said, "Since you come,just come in."
There was no movement at the door. After a while, the figure of a woman appeared in the room out of thin air. Wei Wuxian was quite familiar with her skirt.
It's the female ghost during the day.
The pretty female ghost hid her face with hands and smiled, showing a bit of shyness of a girl. Her movement was not shy at all, and she walked towards Wei Wuxian with the bare feet. The pale ankles were thin and fragile, and silver bells were tied by the red rope, clinking with her steps.
Wei Wuxian squinted eyes and watched her slowly walk to the table. She picked up the jug on the table and poured a full glass of wine.
She opened her mouth, her voice sweet and charming: "It's so late, why doesn't young master take a rest?"
Wei Wuxian half leaned on the soft couch, smiling charmingly: "Knowing that you will come, why would I go to bed so early?"
The woman chuckled. She picked up the wine glass and fed it to Wei Wuxian's mouth. The thin red lips almost came to his ears, and the cold breath deliberately spit on the earlobe: "Young master, I'm here to tell you, Qishan's formation..."
She finished speaking slowly, leaving a little distance.
Wei Wuxian drank the wine in her hand, and he did not care that the wine overflew the corners of his lips, and said with satisfaction: "Very good, very good."
Seeing this, the female ghost sat down in his arms, climbed his shoulders and raised her head, her lips opened and said: "Young master...don't you plan to give me a little reward...?"
Wei Wuxian looked at her and smiled: "What do you want?"
The female ghost smiled charmingly: "Of course you know,why do you ask me..."
Those soft, boneless hands reached in along the half-open clothes, the coolness much lower than the body temperature made people tremble, and the sweet smell of rouge gradually became rich. The delicate but pale skin made her red dress more vivid, and her red lips were more eye-catching than that...
It was the usual method of female ghosts. They showed their fascination as much as they could, and hooked young men into lust.
Wei Wuxian suddenly said, "Get down."
The female ghost only thought he was timid, she gave a low laugh, and touched his chest more vigorously.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, she was overthrown to the ground without any mercy, and the messy clothes was fluttered like a flower falling on the ground.
Wei Wuxian looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder: "Get out."
Obviously she was a fierce ghost, but her heart was chilly by being stared in such way. She got up in a hurry, didn't have time to pick up her clothes and fled.
Wei Wuxian stood silently in the room for a while, his expression was relaxed a little, and he sat down again heavily.
He felt irritated for no reason. When the female ghost sat in his arms just now, what appeared in his mind was the face of Lan Wangji!
He frowned and went to get the jug again, only to find that the jug was empty.
The more he thought, the more he felt that his body was blocked. He swept all the wine glasses and jugs on the table to the ground. After taking a few deep breaths, after a while, the evil fire in his heart barely went down.
However, he discovered that another part of the body had a faint reaction.
Wei Wuxian turned his head angrily to look at the broken tiles, thinking that the female ghost must have done something in the wine just now!
He sat down to adjust his breath, trying to suppress the heat. However he felt a mess in his heart. It was really hard to calm down. After sitting for a long time, there was no effect at all. Instead, his back was soaked with hot sweat.
Wei Wuxian cursed a few words secretly, and didn't meditate at all. He gritted his teeth, unfastened his belt, and put his hand into his trousers.
The place was really hot,although he didn't touch it at all, it had already stood up half and become wet.
Wei Wuxian closed his eyes in depression. Fortunately, the female ghost hadn't put a vicious medicine, so it seemed that he should be able to solve it with his own hands.
In this situation, it was really hard to give birth to many beautiful thoughts, and his hand movements were also a little rude subconsciously, just trying to let it release sooner.
However, unexpectedly, as his breathing became more rapid, a string in his brain was relaxed, and some pictures emerged uncontrollably before his eyes.
The body remembered everything faithfully, reminding him of the last time he felt this way.
His hands suddenly became as if they were no longer his own. The fingers were longer and cooler. The movements of the hands were obviously not as hard as before, but for some reason the stimulation became stronger.
The comfortable sensation gradually flowed up the spine from his lower body, wherever it went, he felt sore and soft from the inside to the outside. The comfortable feeling was like electric current, spreading to the limbs and bones through the flow of blood, eating away his weakening defense line.
When an unprecedented sense of emptiness flooded the back of his head, Wei Wuxian finally saw Lan Wangji clearly.
The neat white clothes were torn apart in a mess. Lan Wangji was clearly the person who paid attention to appearance most, but at this time even his band of forehead was slanted to the ear. He didn't have the coldness of ordinary days no longer, and the eyes that was full of colors of mortal world, was as close as it was within reach.
Wei Wuxian closed his eyes in desperation. As if the last lock was finally opened, the scene in the dark suddenly became clear.
Lan Wangji led his hand to hold the heat part between his hips and stroked it up and down rhythmically. It was clearly a similar movement to the previous one, but it brought a completely different feeling.
Goose bumps appeared on his arms, and his fingertips were hot and numb, and were curled up uncontrollably. He could only subconsciously grasp the heat part in his hand again, gently and cruelly let the veins beat in the palms.
Fingertips ran across the mouth, patrolling in the gully. The hottest piece of skin clinging to the penis, and slowly traced along the direction of the blood, stimulated a strong lust. Wei Wuxian's breath became more and more urgent.
He finally leaned on Lan Wangji's chest.
The familiar chest was on his back, and the heartbeat sounded like drums. It was clearly that his back faced him, but he seemed to be able to clearly see the gentle eyes, where the shallow waves were swaying and a lot of things what he had never seen before.
——Or maybe he had understood it a long time ago, but still pretended not to understand.
At the moment of the climax, Wei Wuxian let out an uncontrollable gasp from his throat, which was broken into pieces by his teeth. After that, he couldn't control any other words.
"Lanzhan...Lan...Zhan..."
The white clothes were flying, white light suddenly appeared, all thinking ability turned into nothingness at this time, and only this pure white was left in the empty sea of consciousness.
He held the desk to take a breath for a while, and when the aftermath of the climax was over, he slowly opened his eyes.
The brain calmed down, and the soul returned to their positions. Looking at the scene in front of him, he just felt that whether the messed up mood, or the wooden table and clothes that was splashed with some white thing,were in the same mess.
It was really terrible. Wei Wuxian thought, I seemed to really like Lan Zhan.
Writer: Ling Yixi, https://weibo.com/u/2434244217
Translator: Chou Langshi
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