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Moments 32
Wei WuXian gaped in astonishment. He'd long since known that Lan WangJi had shocking arm strength, but this… was a bit too shocking!
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
The first time he was drunk, Wei WuXian washed his face for him, and Lan WangJi seemed as if he liked it a lot. Of course, this time, he asked for it on his own. Wei WuXian wanted to do it for him in the first place, but now that he was already like this, simply washing his face wouldn't be enough at all. And so, he asked, "How about I just help you bathe instead?"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
A hint of heat and a swelling sensation on Wei WuXian's lips kept on reminding him he had just lost the first kiss that he had been guarding for twenty years. He was kissed until his head was dizzy, but he didn't even know whom the other person was and what she looked like. Just how could it be?
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Wei WuXian spoke to himself, "Hm. Now all that's left is a little one."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Holding Lil' Apple's rein, Wei WuXian pulled and threatened for it to move. The rabbits stood on the ground on their hind legs and clung to Lan WangJi's leg one by one. All of them wanted to climb up. Lan WangJi was as still as a mountain. As the two began to walk, the rabbits stumbled as they followed the pair of white boots. They refused to leave no matter how many times Wei WuXian tried to shoo them away.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
The rabbit's pink nose sniffled. As it saw Lan WangJi, its dangling ears suddenly perked up. With a kick of its leg, it sprang toward them. They came to the patch of green grass. Lil' Apple was lying under a tree while dozens of round white rabbits circled around it, most of their eyes shut, sleeping tightly. A few of them were still snuggling.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Lan XiChen, "It is best… if you do not touch liquor again. Be careful not to have what happened back then happen again."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Lan XiChen, "Six."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Jiang Cheng turned the corpse's twisted face over. After he had scrutinized it for a while, he gave out a cold laugh. Holding the stool leg, he shoved it into her mouth, somehow managing to stuff the half that had been outside into her body as well.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Jin Ling continued, "I already know the meaning behind the GusuLan Sect's forehead ribbon. Now that it's already like this, then stay by HanGuang-Jun's side properly. Even if you're a cut-sleeve, you should be a modest one. Don't go about messing with other men, especially people from our sect! Or else, don't blame the results on me."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Suddenly, however, as Wei WuXian stared at those soft, pale-red lips, he didn't know what had taken over him, but he suddenly went and kissed them.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
He originally intended it to be a threat. However, Lan WangJi suddenly walked toward him from the other side of the screen, and the two bumped into each other.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Jin Ling's lips twitched, "Who'd want to see that!"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Had he really not burnt anything?!
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
The chord was loud and clear. It resonated all the way to the end of the street. What came back was the strange yet familiar noises of the corpses' heads bursting. Lan WangJi continued to fight Xue Yang with one hand and play the guqin with the other. He'd glance across the scene as if it was only a simple matter, then nonchalantly curve his fingers to strum again. Working with both of his hands, he somehow still seemed calm and unhurried.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Lan WangJi stared at them from afar. He waited for a while, but Wei WuXian still didn't seem like he intended to return. Slowly looking to the ground, Lan WangJi kicked a small chunk of rock that was by his feet.
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Wei WuXian laughed, whirled around, and walked a few steps facing backward. Before, in order to escape as soon as possible, he desperately tried to disgust others, from feigning madness to purposely losing face. Now that his identity was revealed, if he were anyone else, he would've felt extremely ashamed remembering all those things he did. Only someone with a face as thick as Wei WuXian would carry on as if he wasn't involved in anything. Speaking of it, if he were anyone else with at least some face, he would never have done ridiculous things such as climbing into someone's bed at night, insisting on sharing a bathtub together, and asking if he looked pretty after putting on makeup. Since he pretended that he didn't remember anything, Lan WangJi naturally refrained from bringing up the subject, the two acting as if nothing had happened. Today was the first time he made such a joke again after his identity was no longer a secret. When he finished laughing, Wei WuXian immediately put on a serious face, "HanGuang-Jun, do you think that the people who set our dear friend's hand in Mo Village and made it attack your juniors, and the people who sewed his legs on another corpse and buried them in the wall, are the same group of people?"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Carrying him, Lan WangJi both walked and replied to him steadily, "You said that you didn't want to be carried on my back."
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
Wei WuXian was both shorter and lighter than him. Therefore, he was picked up easily, his body was embraced in a pair of firm arms. Wei WuXian didn't expect his answer to lead to this at all. Both in his past and current lives, it was the first time that he had been treated like this by anyone. He was horrified, "Lan Zhan!!!"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile
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Lan WangJi looked at him without saying anything. Wei WuXian gloated, "With what you said, if you began to practice your arm strength ever since so young, you can do absolutely anything upside-down, can't you?"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
Fantasy · olashile