WangXian Forever Book 8

Chapter 11 Kisses

Wei Ying felt his consciousness return and for a while, he revelled in the feeling of peacefulness that surrounded him. The Jingshi, ever a place of comfort and refuge, not only because of whose house it was, but the strongest feelings came from scent of the fragrant sandalwood.

It permeated everything, from the pillow he was hugging, and he had to smile at that, because he knew even in his sleep, he would not have let go of his husband easily, and in the sheets and the blankets that now covered him.

Wei Ying heard the notes being played upon WangJi and for for a few minutes, he let them speak to his soul. Music had that special magic only it possessed, to be able to communicate without words.

It was uplifting and nourishing, more so because his husband was imbibing each plucking of the strings with his spiritual energy and so it affected Wei Ying more powerfully.

He stretched, and then smiled, his sharp ears catching the music suddenly stopping and soft footsteps come towards their bed where he lay.

There was a giddy satisfaction in this; to see what would the great Hanguang-Jun do now?

The suspense was unbelievable and Wei Ying couldn’t take it at all.

His silver eyes snapped open when the bed dipped and Lan Zhan sat down next to him. Golden eyes filled with concern looked back into his, and for a moment, Wei Ying felt bad.

He hated being a source of worry for this long suffering man. He knew it was a slow agony for his endless patience, and he wished for the hundredth time that he knew what was wrong with himself.

"How are you feeling?" Lan Zhan asked him.

Wei Ying shivered. That deep voice never failed to arouse him.

"Like I could sleep forever. How long was it this time?" Wei Ying asked him, hating the flash of hurt in those golden orbs.

"Seventeen hours. It is late afternoon now."

Wei Ying closed his eyes playfully, knowing what his husband would do. He smiled when soft kisses happened on his eyes first, followed by his cheeks and his nose. But when the one he wanted on his lips didn't happen at all, he pouted in disappointment.

"Will Wei Ying not open his eyes?" Lan Zhan sounded closer.

Wei Ying tried not to smile and ended up biting his lip to stop himself. If Lan Zhan was close, that was something he could work with to further his own agenda, which was to get kisses.

"Why should I?" He asked, petulantly.

"What would Wei Ying like in return for opening his beautiful eyes?" Lan Zhan sighed but Wei Ying could detect his amusement.

He pretended to think about it, even tapping his nose.

"I want kisses..." He announced.

"Wei Ying has already had a few kisses. Greediness is prohibited in Cloud Recesses." Lan Zhan quoted.

"But not the right kithes." Wei Ying wailed. "I haven't had any of those kithes. And I'm not going to open my eyes until I do."

He held his breath as a finger stroked the side of his face, from his temple and down his cheek, tracing the soft skin.

Lan Zhan could easily swear that he had never seen anyone so beautiful ever before, and nor would he. Wei Ying possessed a beauty that shone through his soul outwards where everyone could see it, even their stern uncle.

Such a rare openess, an ability to love endlessly and melt the most frigid of icy exteriors.

"I have missed Wei Ying. I have missed his beautiful eyes." Lan Zhan admitted, so absorbed in tracing the shape of Wei Ying's lips with his finger, that he completely missed their opening to look at him.