First of all, very important things, very important!QAQ In order to be conspicuous, it occupies a little VIP chapter, and I have made up the number of words that are occupied in the author's words.

What I'm going to say next may be in a heavier tone than before, because I'm very strict, and I'm really helpless about some of the recent situations.

1. Reiterate + emphasize: Please don't compare my essay with that of other authors. This is something that is very embarrassing and annoying for both authors, and it gives readers on both sides a very bad feeling. Putting two texts together can cause a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings and frictions.

My heart's desire...... World peace. So please control the impulsiveness, don't be greedy for a while. Refuse to compare!

2. Don't brush me and my text in irrelevant places. For example, other authors' texts, groups, Weibo, and so on. Please also be sure not to brush my characters and works under the Weibo of irrelevant painters. Love is restraint. Excessive Amway is often counterproductive, and brushing everywhere regardless of the occasion will only be embarrassing, and even attract disgust, and I really don't want this kind of thing to happen.

3. The most important point - I don't know if there are really readers who will send private messages to people they don't know to mention me or my articles, but I still emphasize: [Please don't send private messages to people you don't know under the banner of Amway My Article. Refuse to force me or my text in a private message in any form]. I strongly reject this kind of behavior, and neither I nor anyone I know will do such a thing, and refuse to take the blame.

After all, there is no MACHINE in zàiPOI in the world, and I don't control it. I'm just an ordinary person who loves to write some essays, and Sanyuan has to run for his own life, which has taken up all my time and energy, and I really don't have the skills to monitor the behavior of others. To be honest, I can't restrain myself, so I can only ask verbally. And this time, this is the third time I have taken a stand. The announcement is longer than the previous one, and every time I write it, I have to rack my brains and be in a dilemma, but I hope I don't have to write this kind of thing in the future, just write an article. Other than that, I can only hope that everyone will tell each other and supervise each other. I'm sure the vast majority of readers are sane, so please remind each other if you encounter any of the following situations. Thank you!

I will put a copy of this text in the first chapter, copywriting, and column, and I should be very clear when I hang it to see the mood. If you really like my article, you will definitely see it ^_^

I know there is too long lazy to watch the party, if you can see here and there is no problem, thank you for your understanding. Bihat, love you.

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That being said, the two didn't immediately find a chance to "try" that night. Because, Lan Wangji first had to go to see Lan Xichen, who had been in retreat for a long time, and had a long talk.

Wei Wuxian has had a strange habit lately, he likes to sleep on Lan Wang's body, whether it is lying down or facing each other, in short, he can't sleep without this big living person cushioning. The scoundrels rummaged through the cabinets in the quiet room, but he turned over a lot of things.

Lan Wangji has been doing things properly and stereologically since he was a child, the words he has practiced, the paintings he has drawn, and the articles he has written are all neatly categorized, and then sorted by year, Wei Wuxian started from the calligraphy when he was a child, laughing while flipping, and with relish, he had a toothache when he saw Lan Qiren's Zhu pen criticism. However, after flipping through thousands of sheets in a row, he only found a typo on one piece of paper, and then, Lan Wangji used another piece of paper to seriously copy this typo a hundred times in the back, and Wei Wuxian was stunned: "This is pitiful, I'm afraid I won't recognize this word if I copy it." ”

He continued to look through the faintly yellowed old papers, and there was a faint light in the night outside the quiet room.

I didn't hear footsteps, but Wei Wuxian hit Lan Wangji's couch with great skill in a single roll, pulling the quilt from his feet to his head. When Lan Wangji gently pushed the door in, what he saw was the illusion that the people in the house were sleeping peacefully.

Lan Wangji's movements were originally silent, and when he saw that the person had "fallen asleep", he even restrained his breath, slowly closed the door of the quiet room, and was silent for a while, and then walked towards the couch.

Before he got closer, he was covered by a quilt that covered his entire upper body.

Lan Wangji: "......"

Wei Wuxian jumped down, hugged Lan Wangji, whose head and face were covered, pushed him down on the couch, and said, "Rape!"

Lan Wangji: "......"

Wei Wuxian's hands were rudely tugging around him, but Lan Wangji was still lying quietly, like a dead man, let him do whatever he wanted. Wei Wuxian was bored for a while, and said, "Hanguang-jun, why don't you resist?

Lan Wangji's muffled voice came from the quilt: "What do you want me to do." ”

Wei Wuxian followed the temptation: "If I hold you down, you will push me, don't let me press, put your legs together and struggle, and at the same time cry out for help ...... hoarsely"

Lan Wangji: "Yunshen doesn't know where to prohibit noise. ”

Wei Wuxian: "Then you can whisper for help." Also, if I tear your clothes, you should try your best to resist and desperately protect your chest from tearing me. ”

There was silence under the covers for a while.

After a while, Lan Wangji said, "It sounds difficult. ”

Wei Wuxian: "Is it difficult?!"

Lan Wangji: "Hmm. ”

Wei Wuxian said: "That can't be helped, or let's change it, you can use it against me......"

Before the words fell, the sky swirled, the quilt flew, and Lan Wangji had pressed him back on the couch.

Because he was held back in the quilt by Wei Wuxian for a while, his meticulously tied hairband and forehead were crooked a little, the green silk was slightly scattered, hanging down a few wisps, and the originally white cheeks as jade also revealed a layer of pale red faint halo, under the light, it seemed that he was a shy and timid beauty. It's a pity that this beauty's hands are so strong that they are really a little unspeakable, like a fine steel hoop, and Wei Wuxian begged for mercy: "Hanguang-jun, Hanguang-jun, there are a lot of adults." ”

Lan Wangji's eyes didn't move, but the two hot and bright lights in his eyes were faintly trembling, and he said indifferently: "Okay." ”

Wei Wuxian said, "What's good? handstand? ”

Lan Wangji said: "It's all you said." ”

As he spoke, he embedded his body between Wei Wuxian's legs and pressed it for a moment. Wei Wuxian waited for a long time and didn't move, and said, "What's wrong!"

Lan Wangji got up slightly and said, "Why don't you resist." ”

Wei Wuxian clamped his waist between his legs, not letting him leave, and grinned, "Well, what can be done then." As soon as you pressed over, my legs couldn't help but open by themselves, and I couldn't close them at all, so how could I have the strength to resist. It's hard for you and me...... Stop, stop, come, come, I'll show you something first. He took out a piece of paper from his arms and said, "Lan Zhan, let me ask you, how can you write a word so simply, and you don't have to worry about reading? What are you thinking about all day long?"

Lan Wangji glanced at the piece of paper, but the meaning in that gaze could not be more obvious: Wei Wuxian, a master of mistakes and omissions who copied books with wild grass and did not know the geometry of cutting corners, was embarrassed to accuse him of writing a wrong word.

Wei Wuxian pretended not to read his gaze and continued, "Look at the dates and months of your payment, I'll do the math...... You're fifteen or sixteen years old at this time, aren't you? Fifteen or sixteen years old still make this kind of mistake, you ......."

But when he thought about the date written on the inscription carefully, it happened to be the three months he had been studying in Yunshen nowhere.

Wei Wuxian was suddenly overjoyed, and deliberately said, "Isn't it that Second Brother Lan doesn't have to read and write at a young age, just thinking about me?"

Back then, Wei Wuxian punished copying in the library pavilion, splashing and rolling in front of Lan Wangji all day long, pretending to be dead, harassing Lan Wangji in every way, stirring Lan Wangji to not be clean, or it was difficult to "think" about him, but it was not that kind of "thinking". Under such circumstances, Lan Wangji stubbornly carried it all the way, doing his own thing while supervising, and only wrote one wrong word, which is really admirable.

Wei Wuxian said, "Hey, it's my fault again, and it's my fault." ”

"......" Lan Wangji said in a muffled voice: "Your fault!"

His breath was scrambled to snatch the piece of paper that was a stain on his life. Wei Wuxian loved to see him being forced to this point, and immediately stuffed the paper into the depths of his clothes, and said, "You can take it if you have the ability." ”

Lan Wangji didn't hesitate to put his hand in. And don't take it out.

Wei Wuxian: "You're too capable!"

The two quarreled for most of the night, and in the second half of the night, it was easy to say a few serious words.

Wei Wuxian still pressed on Lan Wang's body, his face buried in his neck socket, only to feel that the sandalwood on Lan Wang's body was becoming more and more fragrant, and the whole person was lazy, squinting and saying, "Is your brother okay?"

Lan Wangji hugged his bare back, touched his hand one by one, was silent for a while, and said, "It's not good." ”

Both of them were sweating, and Wei Wuxian was itched from his skin to the bottom of his heart, and he twisted uncomfortably.

Lan Wangji said in a low voice: "During the three years of my retreat, my brother came to talk to me. ”

Now it's the other way around.

What Lan Wangji was doing during the three years of retreat, Wei Wuxian didn't have to ask.

He kissed Lan Wangji's earlobe, which was as white as jade, pulled up the quilt on the side, and covered the two of them.

In the early morning of the next day, Lan Wangji still got up on time.

In the months that he and Wei Wuxian have lived together, he has been trying to straighten Wei Wuxian's routine around, but it has always been in vain. After the protégé brought the warm water for bathing, Lan Wangji, who was already neatly dressed, peeled Wei Wuxian out of the thin quilt and carried him into the bucket, Wei Wuxian was still able to soak in the water while continuing to sleep. Lan Wangji gently pushed him, and he grabbed Lan Wangji's hand, kissed the back of his palm and hand a few times, put it to his face and rubbed it, and continued to sleep. I was really annoyed by the push, so I snorted twice, pulled Lan Wangji down with my eyes closed, held his cheek and kissed him a few more times, and said vaguely: "Good, good, don't make trouble." Please, get up in a moment. Well. ”

Then a yawn, lying on the edge of the tub and continuing to sleep.

Although he knew that even if the house burned down, Wei Wuxian would probably just change places and continue to sleep, Lan Wangji still persevered in calling him every morning from midnight, and then was pecked more than sixty times by his relatives without changing his face.

Retrieved the breakfast back to the quiet room, placed it on the bookcase where only pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in the past, and then fished Wei Wuxian, who continued to fall asleep, out of the barrel and wiped it clean, put on his clothes, and tied his clothes, Lan Wangji took a book from the book compartment casually, sat on the side of the desk and slowly flipped through it.

Sure enough, when it was time to reach the tail, Wei Wuxian sat up straight from the couch on time, sleepwalked out of bed, first touched Lan Wangji, took it and rubbed it twice in his arms, and then habitually pinched his thighs. After washing up quickly, he sobered up a little and touched the side of the bookcase. Wei Wuxian took a few bites of an apple, and when he saw that the food in the lunch box was about to be full, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Isn't there a family banquet in your family today, it's okay to eat so much first?"

Lan Wangji calmly straightened out the hairband and forehead wipes that had been messed up by Wei Wuxian just now, and said, "Eat your stomach first." ”

Yun Shen didn't know where to eat, Wei Wuxian had been taught, the clear soup was low and watery, the vegetarian dishes were dominant, all the eyes were green and green, the bark and grass roots were all kinds of medicinal herbs, and all kinds of vegetables exuded a strange bitter taste. If it weren't for that, Wei Wuxian wouldn't have had the idea of roasting those two rabbits to eat in the first place. Most of their family feasts are not enough to eat and not eat well.

Wei Wuxian knew that the Gu Su Lan clan attached great importance to certain things, and not giving him to attend the family banquet was basically equivalent to admitting that he did not recognize his identity as a Taoist couple, and Lan Wangji must have worked with Lan Qiren for a long time to win his qualifications, so he sighed and said with a smile: "Don't worry." I'll take a good look at it, and I won't disgrace you. ”

said that it was a family banquet, but the family banquet that Yun Shen didn't know was completely different from Wei Wuxian's previous understanding of family banquets.

Yunmengjiang's family banquet was a dozen large square tables on the open-air school field of Lotus Dock, where men, women and children sat blindly, and shouted nonsense during the banquet. The kitchen has also been moved outside, and a row of pots and stoves are blazing, and the aroma is soaring. Although he has never been to the family banquet of the Jin family in Lanling, their family has never hesitated to vigorously disseminate the extremely luxurious details, what famous sword dance to help the fun, coral tree jade brewing pool, red brocade paving the ground for hundreds of miles, jaw-dropping.

In contrast, Yun Shen's family banquet in the middle of nowhere was neither lively nor gorgeous.

The tutor of the Gusu Lan clan has always been terrible, he doesn't say anything when he eats or sleeps, even if the banquet has not yet been held, everyone in the banquet is silent. Except for those who had just entered the hall and would greet their seniors in a low voice, there was almost no speech, let alone laughter. The same white clothes, the same cloud pattern and white forehead, the same solemn and even wooden expression, as if they were all carved out of a mold.

Looking at the whole hall of "wearing linen and wearing filial piety", Wei Wuxian pretended not to notice the surprised or unkind eyes of others, and said in his belly: "Is this called a family banquet, how can it be more lifeless than a funeral." ”