After summoning Wen Ning, Wei Wuxian's mind was slightly confused, and it was inevitable that he would not be able to see and hear from all directions, and if Lan Wangji didn't want to be noticed by others, it would naturally be easy, so when he turned around, he saw the face that was becoming more and more cold in the moonlight, and his heart beat for a moment, and he was a little startled.

He didn't know how long Lan Wangji had been here, whether he had listened to what he did and what he said. If he hadn't been drunk in the first place, and had followed him all the way, the scene would have been even more awkward.

Shut up in front of Wen Ning and didn't mention Wen Ning, and waited for people to come out to summon as soon as they fell asleep, which was really embarrassing.

Lan Wangji held his hands, and the dust sword was leaning in his arms, his expression was very cold. Wei Wuxian had never seen him put his displeasure on such an obvious expression, and he felt that he must first open his mouth to give an explanation, ease the stalemate, and said, "Ahem, Hanguang-jun." ”

Blue forgetfulness machine should not.

Wei Wuxian stood in front of Wen Ning, staring at Lan Wangji face to face, touching his chin, and for some reason, a strong feeling of weakness.

Finally, Lan Wangji put down the hand holding the dust and took two steps forward. Wei Wuxian saw him rushing straight towards Wen Ning with his sword, thinking that he was going to kill Wen Ning, his thoughts turned sharply: "It's going to be bad." Lan Zhanmo didn't really pretend to be drunk, just to wait for me to come out and summon Wen Ning, and then behead him. Also, how can anyone really pour a bowl. ”

He said: "Hanguang-kun, you listen to me......"

With a "snap", Lan Wangji slapped Wen Ning.

Although this palm sounded loud, it had no actual lethality. Wen Ning took a beat, but staggered back a few steps, shook, stabilized his figure, and continued to stand up, with a blank look on his face.

Wen Ning's state, although not as irritable and irritable as he used to be, is not much better tempered. It's like being besieged that night on Dafan Mountain, and the sword didn't poke at him, so he lifted the other party away and lifted it up by the neck. If Wei Wuxian didn't stop him, he would inevitably strangle all the people present alive one by one. But now Lan Wangji slapped him, but he still lowered his head, looking like he didn't dare to resist. Wei Wuxian was slightly surprised, but even more relieved. If Wen Ning fights back, it will be even more difficult for them to mediate. At this time, Lan Wangji seemed to think that this palm was not enough to express his anger, and pushed Wen Ning again, pushing him a few feet away.

He said to Wen Ning very unhappily, "Go away." ”

Wei Wuxian finally noticed that something was wrong.

Lan Wangji's two palms, whether it is behavior or words, are very ...... Immature.

Pushing Wen Ning out of the way enough, Lan Wangji seemed to be finally satisfied, turned around, walked back, and stood beside Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian stared at him carefully.

There was nothing unusual about his face and expression. Even stricter than usual, more serious, and more impeccable. Wipe the forehead and wear it very correctly, the face is not red, the breath is not panting, the walk is windy, and the soles of the feet are steady. It seems that he is still the solemn and dignified, calm and self-contained Xianmen celebrity Hanguang Jun.

But as soon as he lowered his head, he found that Lan Wangji's boots were worn backwards.

Before he came out, he helped Lan Wangji take off his boots and threw them on the side of the bed. And now, Lan Wangji's left boot is worn to the right foot, and the right boot is worn to the left foot.

Hanguangjun, who was born in a famous family and attaches great importance to demeanor and etiquette, will never go out to meet people dressed like this.

Wei Wuxian said tentatively, "Hanguang-jun, what is this?"

He compares one to two. Lan Wangji didn't answer, and solemnly stretched out his hands, one left and one right, and held his two fingers seriously.

"Smack", the dust sword was dropped to the ground by the owner.

Wei Wuxian: "......"

This is definitely not a normal Lan Zhan!

Wei Wuxian said, "Hanguang-jun, are you drunk?" ”

Lan Wangji said: "No." ”

Anyone who is drunk will not admit that he is drunk. Wei Wuxian withdrew his fingers, and Lan Wangji maintained the position of holding his fingers, clenching his two fists intently. Wei Wuxian looked at him wordlessly, looking up at the moon in the cold night breeze.

Everyone is drunk and then sleeps, but Lan Wangji is drunk after sleeping. And when he was drunk, he didn't look any different from usual, so much so that it was hard to judge.

Wei Wuxian had a lot of drinking friends in the past, and he had seen the strange ugliness of people when they were drunk. There are those who cry, those who giggle, those who go crazy, those who stand up in the street, and those who say "why don't you want me", but it is the first time I have seen Lan Wangji so unnoisy and upright, but his behavior is extremely weird.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, forced a smile, picked up the dust that had been thrown on the ground, carried it on his back, and said, "Okay, come back with me." ”

You can't let Lan Wangji run around outside like this. God knows what else he's going to do.

Fortunately, after Lan Wangji was drunk, he seemed to be very talkative, and he bowed his head in a good manner, and took steps with him. If anyone is passing by this place, they will definitely believe that this is two close friends wandering around at night.

Behind him, Wen Ning silently followed, and Wei Wuxian was about to speak to him when Lan Wangji turned around sharply and slapped him angrily. This time, it was slapped on Wen Ning's head.

Wen Ning's head was tilted, lowered lower, obviously his facial muscles were stiff, without any expression, a pair of whites of his eyes, and he didn't care what the eyes were, but people could see that he looked very aggrieved. Wei Wuxian couldn't cry or laugh, and grabbed Lan Wangji's arm: "What are you hitting him for!"

Lan Wangji said to Wen Ning in a threatening tone that he would never use when he was sober: "Go away!"

Wei Wuxian knew that he couldn't go against a drunk person, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, it's up to you, just go away." As he spoke, he pulled out the bamboo flute. But before he could bring the flute to his lips, Lan Wangji snatched it up and said, "Don't blow it to him." ”

Wei Wuxian teased, "Why are you so domineering." ”

Lan Wangji repeated unhappily: "Don't blow it to him!"

Wei Wuxian found out. Drunk people often have a lot to say, but Lan Wangji usually doesn't like to talk much, so after he drinks too much, he will keep repeating the same sentence. He thought to himself that Lan Wangji might not like him to control Wen Ning with the flute, so he had to follow his hair, so he said, "Okay." Just blow it to you. ”

Lan Wangji said "um" with satisfaction, but the flute was not returned to him.

Wei Wuxian had to blow his whistle twice and said to Wen Ning, "It's better to hide, don't be discovered." ”

Wen Ning seemed to want to follow, but after receiving the order, he was afraid of being slapped a few more times by Lan Wangji, so he turned around slowly, procrastinating, clanging, and walked away a little dejectedly.

Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji, "Lan Zhan, why don't you blush when you're drunk. ”

Because Lan Wangji looked too normal, even more normal than Wei Wuxian, he couldn't help but talk to him in a normal tone. Who knows, Lan Wangji heard this, suddenly reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and dragged him into his arms.

Caught off guard, Wei Wuxian was dragged and hit his head on the chest.

was dizzy, Lan Wangji's voice came from above: "Listen to the heartbeat." ”

"What?"

Lan Wangji said: "I can't see my face, I listen to my heartbeat." ”

As he spoke, his chest vibrated with a low note, and a heart was beating continuously and forcefully, thump, thump, a little faster. Wei Wuxian □□ his head and understood: "I can't see it by looking at my face, I have to listen to my heartbeat to judge it?"

Lan Wangji said honestly: "Hmm. ”

Wei Wuxian was hilarious.

Could it be that Lan Wangji's face is so thick that the blush can't be revealed?

After getting drunk, Lan Wangji turned out to be so honest, and his actions and words were more than usual...... Much more unrestrained!

It's rare to see such an honest and frank Lan Wangji, teaching Wei Wuxian to treat each other politely without being a little bad, so how is it possible?

He drove Lan Wangji back to the inn. After entering the room, he first pressed him to the bed, took off his boots that were worn backwards, and considering that he should not be able to wipe his face by himself now, he got a basin of hot water and a cloth towel in, wrung it out, folded it into a square towel, removed Lan Wangji's forehead, and gently wiped it on his face.

In this process, Lan Wangji did not resist, and obediently let him rub and flatten. Except that when the cloth towel is rubbed near his eyes, he squints, stares at him all the time, and his eyelids don't blink. Wei Wuxian had all kinds of bad ideas in his stomach, and he couldn't help but scratch his chin and smiled, "What do you see me doing?"

Just finished wiping it, and without waiting for Lan Wangji to answer, Wei Wuxian threw the cloth towel into the basin and said, "After washing your face, do you want to drink some water first?"

There was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, Lan Wangji was holding the basin of water and had already buried his face in it.

Wei Wuxian was shocked, and hurriedly snatched it back and moved the basin away: "It's not for you to drink the water in here!"

Lan Wangji raised his head calmly, and drops of transparent water slipped down his jaw, wetting the placket. Wei Wuxian looked at him and couldn't say anything in his heart: "...... Did he drink it or not? It's better for Lan Zhan not to remember anything after he wakes up, otherwise he will have no face in this life. He wiped the droplets from his chin with his sleeve and said, "Hanguang-kun, will you do whatever I say?"

Lan Wangji said: "Hmm." ”

Wei Wuxian: "What do you answer when I ask?"

Lan Wangji: "Hmm. ”

Wei Wuxian pressed one knee against the bed, hooked the corner of his mouth, and said, "That's good." I ask you, have you ever stolen the smile of the Son of Heaven hidden in your house?"

Lan Wangji: "No." ”

Wei Wuxian: "Do you like rabbits?"

Lan Wangji: "Hi." ”

Wei Wuxian: "Have you ever violated the ban?"

Lan Wangji: "Yes." ”

Wei Wuxian: "Have you ever liked anyone?"

Lan Wangji: "Yes." ”

Wei Wuxian's questions were all point-and-point, not really taking the opportunity to take advantage of Lan Wangji*, just to confirm that he really had to answer all the questions. He continued to ask, "How is Jiang Cheng?"

Frowning: "Hmph." ”

Wei Wuxian: "How is Wen Ning?" ”

Cold: "Huh." ”

Wei Wuxian smiled and pointed at himself, "How about this?"

Lan Wangji: "Mine." ”

“……”

Lan Wangji stared at him, word by word, and said clearly: "Mine." ”

Wei Wuxian suddenly understood.

He took off the dust and said in his heart: "I pointed to myself just now, Lan Zhan understood the 'this' I said as the dust shelter I was carrying." ”

Thinking of this, he got out of bed and walked from left to right, east to west in the room with a dust shelter. Sure enough, wherever he went, Lan Wangji's gaze followed him closely. Frank, frank, straightforward, naked.

Wei Wuxian was forced to stand by his almost passionate eyes, and held up the dust to Lan Wangji's eyes: "Do you want it?"

Lan Wangji said: "I want to." ”

As if feeling that this was not enough to prove his desire, Lan Wangji grabbed his hand holding the dust, looked directly at him with light-colored eyes, gasped lightly, and repeated vigorously: "...... Want. ”

Wei Wuxian knew that he was so drunk, and he knew that he didn't say this to himself, but he was still smashed by these two words, and his arms and legs were weak.

He said in his heart: "Lan Zhan is really ...... What a terrible man it would be if he was so sincere and passionate to a girl!"

Calming down, Wei Wuxian said, "How did you recognize me? Why did you help me? Is it because of the slaughter in the Xuanwu Cave?"

Lan Wangji opened his lips slightly, and Wei Wuxian leaned closer to hear his answer. Suddenly, Lan Wangji raised his hand and pushed Wei Wuxian down on the bed.

The candle flame was extinguished with a wave, and the dust sword was thrown to the ground by its owner. Wei Wuxian was pushed to the point of starry eyes, and said, "Lan Zhan?!"

He was slapped in a familiar place behind his waist, and he felt like he had been on the first night in Yunshen, numb and numb, unable to move. Lan Wangji withdrew his hand, lay down beside him, covered the two of them with the quilt, and said, "It's time." Rest. ”

It turned out that it was the terrible routine of the Lan family that played a role. Wei Wuxian was interrupted for interrogation, looked at the top of the bed, and said, "Can't we rest and chat at the same time?"

Lan Wangji said: "No. ”

…… Anyway, there is always a chance to get Lan Wangji drunk again, and sooner or later he will ask for it.

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, you untie me." I booked two rooms so we didn't have to squeeze into one bed. ”

Lan Wangji's hand reached over, fumbled under the quilt for a while, and slowly began to untie his clothes. Wei Wuxian shouted, "Okay! Okay! It's not this solution!! well!! okay! I'll lie down, I'll sleep!!

In the darkness, there was a dead silence.

After being silent for a long time, Wei Wuxian said again, "I finally know why your family is forbidden to drink. A bowl of pouring, but also the wine is poor. If the Lan family is drunk and like you, it should be banned. Whoever drinks beats whom. ”

Lan Wangji closed his eyes and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

He said, "Shhh ”

Wei Wuxian's breath was blocked between his chest and his lips and teeth, unable to lift it up, unable to suppress it.

It seems that since he came back, every time he tried to tease Lan Wangji like before, it ended up being self-inflicted.

Shouldn't it?!Where the hell is the business trip?!