[84.] I still hate your brother!

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- Letter? Why don't I know anything about a letter from my brother?!  –  Zewu-Jun snapped at her sharply.

She looked at Sandu Shengshou confused. 

He blinked once, twice, and mumbled:

- Ehh,  dammit...

- Wanyin?  –  Lan Xichen now looked at him sternly.

- I swear, it was not on purpose, Zewu-Jun!  –  he mumbled, flushed and hiding his face in his husband's robe.  –  Lan Wangji is a prick, but I... It's just... I... forgot... Uhhhh...

- Wanyin.  –  Lan Huan unglued his burning face from his chest and looked at him seriously.

- Forgive me, husband...  -  Jiang Wanyin whimpered. –  I am sorry, alright?!

 –  I am sorry, alright?!

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The housekeeper was gaping. Was this the haughty and powerful Sandu Shengshou? The proud Master of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, one of the strongest cultivators in the country? He was whimpering like a child. She thought to herself that this was the strangest House she had ever worked for.

- Where is it?  –  Zewu-Jun's voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly in the big Hall.

- Zewu-Jun...

- Wanyin. –  he hissed.

- It's... somewhere! Out there!  -  Jiang Cheng exploded.  –  Alright?! I don't know! I was so afraid for our son! What do I care about Hanguang-Jun's  stupid letters?!

Lan Xichen glared at the housekeeper and she immediately ran to the master bedroom to search for it, there was no need for words. Jiang Wanyin now fought to get away from the warm embrace he was sinking in.

- Let me go!  –  he snapped. –  Dinner is over! Let go of me, Huan!!!

- Oh, kitten...  -  Lan Xichen murmured in his neck, holding him very tight.  –  So you also think we will have a son...  Mmmm...  Wanyin...

Jiang Cheng bit his lip. He didn't want to lose the bet, not because of his "punishment", but on principle. He deeply hated losing.

- Let go of me, dammit! I don't want to sit here any more! Ha! –  he snapped.

- Oh, my love... So angry... So wild... So strong... So beautiful... You are so so beautiful when you blush, Sandu Shengshou...  -  he licked his ear shamelessly, making his face burn even more.

- Don't... Stop...  -  Jiang Wanyin mumbled weakly.

His husband's strong hands turned him around to face him, and opened the front of his robes swiftly.

- Wanyin...  -  he breathed in the perfect white skin.

- Ohhhh...

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes  –  the slow hot licks on his nipples were melting him to the core. He hated the fact that lately Lan Huan was using this new trick to blackmail him into almost anything, but then  –  he adored this touch, it was a thundering pleasure that reached deep, grabbing at his nerves and shaking his limbs. 

He wrapped his arms around Lan Xichen's shoulders, pressing him to his body more.

- Wanyin... Oh, my love...Oooooooooh...

- Huan... Huan... Uhhhh... Mmmmm...

They never noticed that the woman had returned, too lost in each other. 

She cleared her throat, red in the face.

- Masters

The housekeeper was trying not to stare, coughing a little to warn them she was there. 

–  Found it. Under the table.

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