The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 97: 寤 寐 Twenty-eighth

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Wei Wuxian took the towel and turned to his back.

The whip marks spread from the back of Lan Wangji to his chest, shoulders, and arms, crawling on a large white skin. These scars, which are shallow or deep, can be called crickets, which have destroyed the man's body that could be called perfect.

After watching for a while, Wei Wuxian dipped the cloth towel in his hand and wiped the marks left by the ring whip. He started extremely softly, as if he couldn't bear to hurt Lan Wangji. However, these are old injuries, long past the most painful time. Moreover, even if they are all fresh scars, with the character of Lan Wangji, no matter how painful they will be, they will forcibly not make any sound and show no sign of weakness.

Wi Wuxian would like to ask him now what is going on with these scars. In Gusu Lan's family, only Lan Xichen and Lan Qiren are eligible to punish Lan Wangji with a whip. What kind of things did he do to get his closest brother, or his uncle who had brought him up and proud of him?

There is also the imprint of Qishan Wen's that he did not remember.

However, when it comes to your lips, you can't bear it. Such a big event, Lan Wangji himself would not say, if he robbed while on fire, and caused Lan Wangji to reveal secrets that he did not want to be known to outsiders, wouldn't he have done very well?

Intoxicating people took much of the night's time, grinding and grinding, but Wei Wuxian's original purpose was not achieved at all. It wasn't that he forgot. He kept thinking about what he wanted to drink to Lan Wangji, but it came to the mouth, but he always found various reasons in his heart to confuse the past. Why not rush, play with him for a while and then ask, what can't be so casual, sit down and ask again ... but haven't spoken yet. To put it bluntly, probably because he was timid.

He didn't want to hear the answer different from what he expected, so how long can it be delayed.

Lan Wangji's arms were originally plucked at the edge of the tub. At this moment, he suddenly turned around. Wei Wuxian realized that he started to swim in the sky while washing. He didn't change places for a while, and washed a piece of white skin on the back of Lan Wangji as if it had been beaten. He quickly stopped, saying: "Ouch, does it hurt?"

Wei Wuxian was rubbed fiercely behind, Lan Wangji said nothing, just shook his head. Seeing that he was sitting quietly and obediently in the bath tub, Wei Wuxian felt pitiful, twitched his fingers, and tried to beat his chin.

But with this hand reaching halfway, Lan Wang grabbed his wrist with a clumsy grip.

Tonight's Wei Wuxian already has made countless such thin and light movements on Lan Wangji, and he has long been accustomed to Lan Wangji's "adversely accepting." It was at this moment that he was caught and stopped, and Wei Wuxian had not responded for a moment.

Lan Wangji said, "Don't move."

The face of his handsome face is even covered with a bit of transparent water droplets on his eyelashes. His expression looks cold, but his eyes are still hot.

Supposed to keep him still, but already has kept him moving for so long.

It is probably that the wine brought tonight is indeed too strong, Wei Wuxian feels his head is getting hot, plus this face of Lan Wangji, this look, this look, this situation, this person The evil desires, which were pressing deep in my heart, raged up and over again, overwhelming many concerns of the original heart.

He raised his corner of the mouth and laughed softly: "If I want to move, what do you think you are like now, how can you take me?"

Lan Wangji stared at him, sparks flashing in his eyes. He hadn't moved yet, but Wei Wuxian couldn't hold back anymore and went crazy.

He seemed to be out of the way, plunging his other hand into the water, and found a part of Lan Wangji, and took a hard shot.

Like being bitten by a poisonous snake, Lan Wangji yanked and pulled Wei Wuxian into the barrel.

Water splashes and splashes.

This tub is really not enough for two people. But if one of them sits on the other's leg and clings tightly together, it can squeeze a little. I don't know who started it first. When Wei Wuxian woke up a little, they used this posture to hug their lips and teeth and kissed for a while.

Wei Wuxian only wakes up for a while, and there is a faint voice in his heart saying that it is not appropriate to do this kind of thing when Lan Wangji is drunk and has no ability to discern right from wrong. But this voice was immediately silenced by the breathless kiss. His arms were entangled behind Lan Wangji's neck. How could he be comfortable? The repeated guarantees of "I only asked while he was drunk" and "I don't do anything else" were eaten by himself. Go on. My head is full of *, but now it is clear that both people are wet.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian gave a stun, separated his lips, and said, "Lan Zhan! How do you look like a dog and bite?"

Slight dissatisfaction with him. Lan Wangji's answer was to bite his chin. Wei Wuxian was most afraid of this. He frowned slightly, in revenge, stretched out a hand, just before he 撩I rubbed another part.

Lan Wangji's face changed suddenly, Wei Wuxian gasped for a few breaths and said, "How about it, does it hurt, are you angry? Please be angry! Come and get revenge on me."

The tone was full of fearless excitement. After speaking, I pecked the corner of Lan Wangji's mouth and took off his already soaked jacket.

Lan Wangji's skin is as hot as the whole person is about to catch fire, one hand firmly hugs his waist, the other hand is patted on the edge of the barrel.

Fragmented. The room was a mess and it was terrible.

The two completely ignored these insignificant matters. Lan Wangji almost carried Wei Wuxian on the couch and carried him. Wei Wuxian only supported his upper body, and was immediately pressed back by him. His actions were extremely fierce, completely unlike the Han Guangjun of Yazheng Zhili. Wei Wuxian was hit with a pain in his back, called twice, and Lan Wangji was slightly delayed. Wei Wuxian immediately stood up and kicked him back on the couch, trying his best to suppress it, and said in his ear: "I can't see, you are so fierce on the bed |" ...