Birthday Gift

EP 21

"Lan Zhan, come with me." In the night, Wei Wuxian took Lan Wangji's hand and walked to the archery field. The noise of the day had long gone. At this moment, it was empty and quiet, only a few bird sounds occasionally from deep in the dense forest. The hunting was over at nightfall. Everyone had dinner and rested for one night, and they would leave tomorrow.

"Baifeng Mountain, this is the first time you kissed me." Wei Wuxian said softly. The two stopped holding hands and looked at this mountain forest together, with tenderness and sweetness in their hearts.

"Lan Zhan, I have a gift for you." Wei Wuxian said, taking out a simple velvet box from his heart. Wei Wuxian opened the lid of the box lightly, and saw a ring lying quietly in the box. The color was pure white, warm and pure, exuding a soft aura in the moonlight.

Lan Wangji flicked the ring, felt it for a moment, and said in surprise: "Wangji Zitther?"

Wei Wuxian picked up the ring and said, "Yes." Wangji Zitther appeared from the ring. Wei Wuxian held Wangji Zitther, flicked it lightly, and brought it back into the ring again.

"Awesome, right? The Universe Bag can't store spiritual weapons, but I did it."

Wei Wuxian raised the ring and said proudly: "You don't have to carry the zitther wherever you go."

Lan Wangji said: "You said you went to the zitther room to practice zitther all day long, so you do this? How do you do it? Weaving hair?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Yes. I weaved your and my hair into the ring as a medium for storing Wangji Zitther."

Lan Wangji said: "Wei Ying, you are really amazing."

Wei Wuxian touched Lan Wangji lightly on tiptoe, wrapped around the ring with his lips, knelt on one knee, took Lan Wangji's left hand, held his ring finger, and pushed the ring onto Lan Wangji's finger.

After that, Wei Wuxian gently bit Lan Wangji's finger with his teeth, and stepped back out little by little.

In the moonlight, they two embraced each other tightly, and the kiss was tender and lingering.

Lan Wangji embraced Wei Wuxian and said softly, "I also prepared a gift for you."

Wei Wuxian said: "What is it?"

Lan Wangji said: "I didn't bring it. you will see it when we return home tomorrow."

Wei Wuxian said, "I'm looking forward to it, Er Gege."

The two held each other for a while, and Wei Wuxian pecked Lan Wangji's cheek and said, "Er Gege, do you have anything you want to do in this old place?"

Lan Wangji said: "What about you?"

Wei Wuxian untied his headband and blindfolded Lan Wangji's eyes.

Wei Wuxian took Lan Wangji to the mountain pass, rubbed his key parts very obscenely, and said: "Go, my prey, wait for me to hunt you."

Lan Wangji caught Wei Wuxian's evil hand, squeezed it lightly, and walked towards the depths of the forest.

After a while, the sound of Wangji zitther came from the forest. The song of Wangxian was charming, long, and touching.

Wei Wuxian smiled, leaping across the forest, looking for the sound of the zitther. Soon, he saw his immortal monarch, the white robe was like snow, not stained with the dust. The scarlet hair band covered his face which with frost and snow, and the famous zitther was placed on his knees.

Wei Wuxian turned the flute, and the said like a gangster : "Your brother is here."

Wei Wuxian leaped and landed in front of Lan Wang's body. Suddenly, he felt an unusual spiritual pressure. Before he could react, something tied him up and lifted him high.