Chapter 15 Yasao Fourth 5

Wei Wuxian is a person who will make fun of himself, especially good at making fun of hardships. Since there is nothing else to play, I can only play Lan Wangji. He said, "Brother Wangji."

Lan Wangji remained motionless.

Wei WuXian said, "Forget 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 ducked back and raised his hand in defense, "Don't look at me like that. I called you by your name if you didn't agree to Wangji. If you're not happy, you can call me back by my name."

Lan Wangji said, "Put your legs down."

Wei Wuxian's sitting posture was extremely improper, his body was leaning and his legs were propped up. Seeing that Lan WangJi finally opened his mouth to speak, he was overjoyed when the clouds opened to see Yueming. He put his legs down according to the words, but his upper body got closer, his arms pressed on the desk, still in an indecent sitting position. He said solemnly, "Lan Zhan, let me ask you a question. Do you—do you really hate me?"

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on Ruyu's cheeks. Wei WuXian hurriedly said, "Don't. Just say a few words and ignore others. I want to admit my mistake and apologize to you. Look at me."

After a pause, he said: "Don't look at me? It's okay, then I said it myself. I was wrong that night. I was wrong. I shouldn't have climbed the wall, I shouldn't drink, I shouldn't fight 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 were all spoken orally, not written down at all. Otherwise I would definitely not." I definitely won't finish drinking that in front of you A jar of emperor laughs, I carry it back to my room to drink secretly, drink it every day, distribute it to everyone, and drink enough.

Wei WuXian added, "And let's be reasonable, who is the one who called first? It's you. If you don't do it first, we can still talk properly and make it clear. But if someone hits me, I have to fight back. It can't be all my fault. Lan Zhan, are you listening? Look at me. Young Master Lan?" He snapped his fingers, "Second brother Lan, give me a face and look at me."

Lan WangJi didn't raise his eyes and said, "Copy one more time."

Wei Wuxian's body twitched immediately, "Don't be like that. 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. I'm sorry. You can say it as many times as you want. It's okay to kneel down and say it."

Lan Wangji put the pen down, Wei Wuxian thought he finally couldn't bear to beat him, and was about to smile, but suddenly found that the upper and lower lips seemed to be stuck together, and he couldn't smile anymore.

His face changed greatly, and he said with all his strength, "Hmm? Mmmm!"

Lan Wangji closed his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, opened his eyes again, and resumed writing with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened. Wei Wuxian had long heard the hateful nature of the Lan family's speech suppression technique, but he didn't believe it in his heart. But after a long while, the corners of his mouth were red, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what. So he copied a piece of paper, the pen flew like a fly, and threw the paper over. Lan WangJi glanced at it and said, "It's boring." He rubbed it up and threw it away.

Wei WuXian rolled on the mat in anger, got up and wrote a new one, photographed it in front of Lan WangJi, rubbed it up again, and threw it away.

This forbidden word technique was not released until he finished copying it. The next day came to the library, and the paper balls that had been thrown all over the floor the day before yesterday were taken away.

Wei Wuxian had always healed his scars and forgot the pain. He just suffered the loss of being banned from speaking the day before, and his mouth was itchy after sitting for two minutes. didn't know how to say a few words, but was banned again. Unable to speak, he scribbled on the paper, stuffed it to Lan WangJi's side, and then crumpled it up and threw it to the ground. It was still the same on the third day.

Having been silenced so many times, until the last day of facing the wall and thinking about it, Wei Wuxian on this day looked a little different to Lan Wangji.

When he came to Suzhou, the saber was thrown around every day, and he never saw him memorize it seriously, but he brought it this day and pressed it next to the desk with a snap. It is even more reversal of the normal state of perseverance and harassment of Lan Wangji in every possible way.

Lan WangJi had no reason to use the gag technique on him, instead he looked at him more, as if he didn't believe that he was suddenly honest. Sure enough, after sitting for a while, Wei Wuxian fell ill because of a serious illness, and brought a piece of paper over, motioning him to take a look.

Lan WangJi thought it was just a bunch of boring words, but he swept it away, and it turned out to be a portrait. Sitting upright, leaning against the window and reading quietly, with a lifelike expression on his face, he is himself.

Seeing that Wei Wuxian didn't look away immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched, raised his eyebrows at him, and blinked. Without words, the meaning is obvious: like? good or not?

Lan WangJi said slowly, "If you have time to spare, instead of copying books, you will do doodles. I don't think you will ever want to lift the ban."

Wei Wuxian blew off the wet ink marks, and said indifferently, "I've already copied it, so I won't be here tomorrow!"

Lan WangJi's slender fingers on the yellowish scroll seemed to stagnate for a while, and then he turned to the next page, but he didn't stop his words. Seeing that he couldn't play, Wei Wuxian threw the painting lightly and said, "I'll send 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, to please him, to admit his mistakes, to beg him for mercy, and to scribble on the papers that were all treated in this way. add something."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the paper and picked up the pen, added two strokes three times, 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 on the side of his temple.

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

Lan WangJi said coldly, "It's extremely boring."

Wei Wuxian clapped his hands, "Sure enough, two words were added. Thank you!"

Lan Wangji retracted his gaze, picked up the book that had just been placed on the desk, and opened it again. Just glanced at it, and then threw it out like being licked by the tongue of fire.

Originally, he was reading a Buddhist scripture, but when he opened it just now, all he saw were naked and intertwined figures, unsightly. The book he had read had been turned into an erotic image of a book disguised as a Buddhist scripture.

You don't need to think about who is doing the good thing, it must be someone's hand while showing him the painting to distract his attention. Besides, Wei Wuxian didn't mean to hide it at all, and she laughed at the table there: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The book was thrown to the ground, and Lan Wangji retreated to the corner of the library in an instant like a snake and scorpion, screaming in rage, "Wei Ying—!"

Wei Wuxian laughed so hard that he almost rolled under the desk, raised his hand with difficulty, "Yes! I'm here!"

Lan Wangji suddenly pulled out the Sword of Avoidance. Since we met, Wei Wuxian had never seen him look so rude. He grabbed his own saber in a hurry, and the sword edge showed three points, reminding him, "Deportment! Second Young Master Lan! Pay attention to your demeanor! I am too today. If you bring a sword, do you want to fight at your bookstore?" He had expected Lan Wangji to be angry, so he carried the sword on his back to protect himself, so as not to be stabbed to death by Lan Wangji's anger. Lan Wangji pointed his sword at him, and his pale eyes almost burst out with fire: "Who are you!"

Wei WuXian said, "Who else can I be? A man!"

Lan Wangji scolded: "No shame!"

Wei WuXian said, "You should be ashamed about this too? Don't tell me you've never seen such a thing. I don't believe it."

Lan Wangji's loss was that he didn't know how to swear. After holding it for a while, he raised his sword and pointed at him, his face covered in frost: "You go out. We fought before."

Wei WuXian shook his head repeatedly and pretended to be obedient, "Don't fight, don't fight. Don't you know, Young Master Lan? Yunshen doesn't know where private fights are prohibited." Take it in your hand. Wei Wuxian thought for a second, guessing that he was going to use this evidence to sue him, he deliberately said, "What are you robbing? I thought you didn't watch it. Do you watch it again? Actually, there's no need to rob it if you want to see it, it was originally made by me. I borrowed it for you to see. After seeing my erotic pictures, you are my friend, we can continue to communicate, and more..."

Lan Wangji's entire face turned pale, and he said word by word, "I, no, look."

Wei Wuxian continued to twist right and wrong: "If you don't watch it, why are you robbing it? Keep it private? That's not good, I also borrowed it from someone else, you have to return it after reading it... 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 in, do you? To whom? To the old... to your uncle? Second Young Master Lan, can this kind of thing be handed over to the elders in the clan? He will definitely I suspect that you have read it yourself, you are so thin-skinned, are you embarrassed and embarrassed..."

Lan Wangji's spiritual power poured into his right hand, and the booklet was torn into thousands of pieces, and one after another, it fell from the sky. Seeing that he had successfully provoked him to destroy the corpse and destroy his traces, Wei WuXian felt relieved, and pretended to be regretful, "What a waste!" He picked up a piece of shredded paper from his hair and held it up to Lan WangJi, whose face was pale with anger. Look: "Lan Zhan, you are good at everything, but you like to throw things. Tell me, how many paper balls have you thrown on the ground these days? You are not satisfied with throwing paper balls today. Play with tearing paper. You tear it up. You clean up. I don't care." Of course, he never did.

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

Wei WuXian said, "Well, you Lan Zhan, they all say that you are the bright pearl of the world, and you are the most sensible and polite, but it turns out to be nothing more than that. Yunshen doesn't know where to make noise, don't you know? And you actually called me. 'Go away'. Is this the first time you have used this kind of word to someone..." Lan Wangji drew his sword and stabbed at him. Wei WuXian hurriedly jumped onto the window sill: "Get out of the way. I'm the best at getting out of it. You don't need to send me!"

He jumped out of the library, and laughed like a madman, dashed into the woods, and a group of people were already waiting for him inside. Nie Huaisang said, "How is it? Did he see it? What expression?"

Wei WuXian said, "What's the expression? Hey! He roared so loudly just now, didn't you hear it?"

Nie Huaisang said with a look of admiration, "I heard that, he told you to get out! Brother Wei, this is the first time I heard Lan Wangji call someone to 'get out'! How did you do it?"

Wei WuXian's face was full of smugness, "Congratulations, I helped him break this ban today. You see, Second Young Master Lan's acclaimed self-discipline and family education are all unbeatable in front of him."

Jiang Cheng cursed with a black face, "You are so proud of yourself! What's the point of being so proud! Is it a glorious thing to be yelled at? What a shame for our family!"

Wei WuXian said, "I wanted to admit my mistake to him, but he ignored me. Forbid me for so many days, why am I teasing him? I kindly gave him a book to read. It's a pity, brother Huaisang. That treasure erotica. I haven't finished reading it yet, it's wonderful! Lan Zhan is really puzzled, he's not happy to show him, his face is blinded."

Nie Huaisang said, "It's not a pity! There are as many as you want."

Jiang Cheng sneered: "I have offended Lan Wangji and Lan Qiren completely. You can die tomorrow! No one will collect your corpse."

Wei WuXian waved his hand and grabbed Jiang Cheng's shoulder: "Don't worry about that. Let's talk about it first. You've collected my corpse so many times, and it's not bad this time."

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