Elegant coquettish-V

Wei Wuxian is a person who is very good at finding fun for himself, especially good at enjoying hardships. Since there is nothing else to play with, we have to play Lan Wangji. He said: "Brother Wangji."

Lan Wangji remained unmoved.

Wei Wuxian said, "Forget about the machine."

If you haven't heard it.

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Wangji."

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan!"

Lan Wangji finally stopped writing and looked up at him coldly. Wei Wuxian stepped back and raised his hands in defense: "Don't look at me like that. I called you by your name because you didn't agree to Wangji's call. If you're unhappy, you can call me back by my name."

Lan Wangji said: "Put your legs down."

Wei Wuxian sat in an extremely inappropriate posture, with his body slanted and his legs propped up. Seeing that Lan Wangji finally got Lan Wangji to speak, he felt a burst of joy as the clouds cleared and the moon shone brightly. He lowered his legs as instructed, but his upper body moved closer unknowingly, his arms pressing on the desk, still sitting in an inappropriate posture. He said seriously: "Lan Zhan, let me ask you a question. Do you really hate me?"

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his jade cheeks. Wei Wuxian said hurriedly: "No. I just said a few words and ignored others. I want to admit my mistake and apologize to you. Look at me."

After a pause, he said: "Don't look at me? That's fine, then I'll tell you for myself. It was my fault that night. I was wrong. I shouldn't have climbed over the wall, shouldn't have drank, shouldn't have fought with you. But I swear ! I didn't mean to provoke you. I really didn't read your family rules. The Jiang family's family rules are all spoken orally, not written down at all. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't." I definitely won't finish the drink in front of you. The emperor laughed. I carried it in my arms and took it to my room to drink secretly. I drank it every day and gave it to everyone to drink until they had enough.

Wei Wuxian added, "And let's be reasonable. Who was the one who hit me first? It was you. If you didn't strike first, we could still have a nice talk and make things clear. But when someone hits me, I have to fight back." You can't blame me entirely. Lan Zhan, are you listening? Look at me. Mr. Lan?" He snapped his fingers, "Second brother Lan, please show me your face and look at me."

Lan Wangji said without raising his eyes, "Copy it one more time."

Wei Wuxian immediately tilted his body: "Don't be like this. I was wrong."

Lan Wangji exposed him mercilessly: "You have no regrets at all."

Wei Wuxian said without dignity: "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. I can say it as many times as you want. You can kneel down and say it."

Lan Wangji put down his pen. Wei Wuxian thought he had finally lost his patience and wanted to beat himself up. He was about to smile, but suddenly he found that his upper and lower lips seemed to be stuck together, making him unable to smile.

His expression changed drastically, and he struggled to say: "Huh? Uh-huh!"

Lan Wangji closed his eyes, let out a breath, opened his eyes, looked calm again, and started writing again, as if nothing happened. Wei Wuxian had long heard about the abominations of the Lan family's silence technique, but he didn't believe in it. But after a while, the corners of his mouth turned red and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what. So he copied a piece of paper, his pen flew away, and threw the paper over. Lan Wangji took one look at it and said, "It's boring." He crumpled it into a ball and threw it away.

Wei Wuxian was so angry that he rolled on the mat, got up and wrote another picture, took the picture in front of Lan Wangji, and was crumpled into a ball again and thrown away.

This forbidden spell was not unlocked until he finished copying it. When I came to the library the next day, all the paper balls that were thrown all over the floor the day before were taken away.

Wei Wuxian had always healed his scars and forgot about the pain. He had just suffered the loss of being banned from speaking the day before, and his mouth was itching unbearably after sitting there for two minutes. Desperately, he just opened his mouth to say a few words, but was silenced again. Unable to speak, he scribbled on the paper, stuffed it towards Lan Wangji, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it to the ground. It was still the same on the third day.

After being silenced for so many times, until the last day when he faced the wall and thought about his past, Wei Wuxian seemed a little strange to Lan Wangji.

When he came to Suzhou, he threw his sword around every day and never carried it seriously. But this day he brought it and pressed it against the desk with a slap. It was a departure from his usual habit of harassing Lan Wangji in every possible way. He didn't say a word, but just sat down and started writing. He was almost eerily obedient.

Lan Wangji had no reason to cast a silence spell on him, but instead looked at him twice, as if he didn't believe that he was suddenly honest. Sure enough, not long after sitting down, Wei Wuxian returned to his old illness and sent a piece of paper over for him to read.

Lan Wangji originally thought it was just some random boring words, but by mistake, he glanced at it and found a portrait. Sitting upright, leaning against the window and reading quietly, his facial features and expressions are lifelike, and he is himself.

When Wei Wuxian saw that he didn't look away immediately, he raised the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows at him, and blinked. No words are needed, the meaning is obvious: does it look like? OK?

Lan Wangji said slowly: "If you have this free time, don't copy books, but go doodle. I don't think you will ever be able to lift the ban."

Wei Wuxian blew on the wet ink marks and said nonchalantly, "I've already finished copying, and I won't come tomorrow!"

Lan Wangji's slender fingers seemed to be stuck on the yellowish scroll for a moment, and then he turned to the next page, but he didn't stop him from speaking. Wei Wuxian saw that he couldn't play anymore, so he threw the painting away and said, "I'll give it to you."

The painting was thrown on the mat, and Lan Wangji had no intention of taking it. These days, Wei Wuxian wrote to scold him, please him, admit his mistakes, beg him for mercy, and doodle on all the papers he wrote on. He was used to it and didn't care. He suddenly said: "I forgot, I have to give it to you." Add something."

After speaking, he picked up the paper and picked up the pen, added two strokes in three strokes, looked at the painting, then looked at the real person, and fell to the ground laughing. Lan Wangji put down the scroll and glanced at it. It turned out that he had added a flower to his temple.

The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch. Wei Wuxian got up and said, "'Boring', right? I knew you meant boring. Can you change the word? Or add two more words?"

Lan Wangji said coldly: "It's extremely boring."

Wei Wuxian clapped his hands: "I really did add two words. Thank you!"

Lan Wangji looked away, picked up the book he had just put on the table, and opened it again. After just one glance, he threw it out as if he was being licked by tongues of fire.

Originally he was reading a Buddhist scripture, but when he opened it and scanned it, all he saw were naked and intertwined figures, which was unsightly. The volume he was originally reading had been turned into a book cover with erotic pictures disguised as Buddhist scriptures.

He didn't have to think hard to figure out who did the good deed. It must have been someone who took advantage of the painting to divert his attention. What's more, Wei Wuxian had no intention of hiding it, and was still banging the table and laughing wildly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The book was thrown to the ground. Lan Wangji immediately retreated to the corner of the library as if avoiding a snake and scorpion, shouting angrily: "Wei Ying——!"

Wei Wuxian laughed so much that he almost rolled under the desk, and finally raised his hand: "Yes! I'm here!"

Lan Wangji quickly pulled out the Bichen Sword. Ever since they met, Wei Wuxian had never seen him look so out of sorts. He quickly grabbed his sword, unsheathed the sword for three seconds, and reminded him: "Behave! Second Young Master Lan! Pay attention to your manners! I am doing the same today. If you bring a sword, do you still need the library in your home if we fight!" He had expected that Lan Wangji would become angry, so he specially carried the sword to defend himself to avoid being accidentally stabbed to death by Lan Wangji in anger. Lan Wangji pointed his sword at him, his pale eyes almost bursting with fire: "Who are you!"

Wei Wuxian said: "Who else can I be? A man!"

Lan Wangji scolded: "Shameless!"

Wei WuXian said, "You want to be embarrassed about this? Don't tell me you've never seen anything like this. I don't believe it."

Fortunately, Lan Wangji didn't know how to curse. After holding it in for a long time, he pointed his sword at him and said with a frosty face: "Get out. We have fought before."

Wei Wuxian shook his head repeatedly and pretended to be obedient: "No fight, no fight. Don't you know, Mr. Lan? Private fights are prohibited in Yunshen." He was going to pick up the book that was thrown out, but Lan Wangji grabbed it in one step. Take it in your hand. Wei Wuxian's mind suddenly changed, and he guessed that he was going to use this evidence to accuse him, so he said deliberately: "What are you robbing? I thought you didn't want to watch it. Are you going to watch it again? In fact, you don't need to rob it if you want to watch it. I was the one who did it specially." I borrowed it for you to see. After seeing my erotic pictures, you are my friend. We can continue to communicate, and there is more..."

Lan Wangji's entire face turned pale, and he said word by word: "I, don't, look."

Wei Wuxian continued to distort right and wrong: "If you don't read it, why did you snatch it? Keep it privately? That's not okay. I borrowed it from someone else. You have to return it after reading it... Hey, hey, don't come here, you're too close. I'm so nervous. I have something to say. You don't want to hand it over, do you? To whom? Give it to the old man... to your uncle? Second Young Master Lan, can you show this kind of thing to the elders of the clan? He will definitely do it. I suspect you have seen it yourself first, you are so thin-skinned, wouldn't you be ashamed to death..."

Lan Wangji poured his spiritual power into his right hand, and the book broke into thousands of pieces, flying and falling from the air. Seeing that he had succeeded in provoking him to destroy the body and eliminate traces of it, Wei Wuxian felt relieved and pretended to regret, "What a waste of natural resources!" He picked up a piece of paper that had fallen into his hair and held it up to Lan Wangji, who was turning pale with anger. Look: "Lan Zhan, you are good at everything, you just like throwing things. Tell me, how many paper balls have you thrown on the ground these days? You are not satisfied with throwing paper balls today. You are playing to tear paper. You can tear it You clean it up yourself. I don't care." Of course, he never cared about it.

Lan Wangji endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Wei WuXian said: "Well, Lan Zhan, they say you are a noble gentleman and the pearl of the world. You are the most knowledgeable about etiquette and etiquette, but it turns out that is nothing more than that. Don't you know that noisy things are forbidden in Yun Shen? And you actually called me 'Get out'. Is this the first time you have used such a word to someone..." Lan Wangji drew his sword and stabbed him. Wei Wuxian hurriedly jumped onto the window sill: "Get out of here. I know how to get out of here. No need to send me away!"

He jumped down from the library, laughed like a madman, ran rampant, and jumped into the woods. There was already a group of people waiting for him inside. Nie Huaisang said, "How is it? Did he look at it? What's his expression?"

Wei Wuxian said, "What's that expression? Hey! He roared so loud just now, didn't you hear it?"

Nie Huaisang had a look of admiration on his face: "I heard, he told you to get lost! Brother Wei, this is the first time I heard Lan Wangji tell someone to 'get lost'! How did you do it?"

Wei Wuxian's face was filled with pride: "Congratulations, I helped him break this ban today. You see, the cultivation and family education that Second Young Master Lan is so praised by others are all vulnerable to me."

Jiang Cheng scolded with a dark face: "You are so proud! What is there to be proud of! Is it honorable to be told to get lost? It's such an embarrassment to our family!"

Wei WuXian said: "I wanted to admit my mistake to him, but he ignored me. He banned me for so many days, and what happened to me teasing him? I kindly gave him the book to read. It's a pity for you, Brother Huaisang That rare erotic book. I haven't finished reading it yet, it's so exciting! Lan Zhan really doesn't understand amorous feelings. If you show him, he won't be happy, and his face will be blinded in vain."

Nie Huaisang said: "It's not a pity! You can have as much as you want."

Jiang Cheng sneered: "I've offended both Lan Wangji and Lan Qiren so much. Just wait to die tomorrow! No one will collect your body."

Wei Wuxian waved his hand and hooked Jiang Cheng's shoulder: "It doesn't matter that much. Let's tease him first and then talk about it. You have collected corpses for me so many times, and this time is no different."

Jiang Cheng kicked him over: "Go away! Next time you do something like this, don't let me know! And don't ask me to come and see you!"