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Wei Ying threw the hair-dryer on the bed and ran now.
Lan Wangji counted: the doorbell rang 23 times in the few seconds it took for his fiancé to get to the front door.
- Da-Ge! Da-Ge!!!! Look! LOOK!!!LOOK!!! – he was screaming.
- Oh my god, oh my god, ОH MY GOOODDD, let me see, let me see! LET ME SEEEEEEEEEE!!! – Lan Huan jumped on him from the second the door opened and grabbed his stretched-out hand.
Jiang Cheng came out of the elevator slowly, knowing far too well that this scene was coming.
- You both must know that what you're doing right now looks extremely gay. – he huffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
Lan Wangji had approached the door too, and was now glaring – the noise was far too much for him, probably for his neighbors too – but then he just nodded at those words in agreement, greeting Jiang Cheng silently.
- What he said. – he mumbled, loath to agree with someone he disliked.
- Ohh, come here, darling! – Lan Huan grabbed Jiang Wanyin's waist and pulled him in for a kiss, thus making him blush furiously, defeated.
Wei Ying was dizzy; Lan Xichen had hugged him in greeting too tight, congratulating him on his engagement, but he was now hugging Jiang Cheng the same way, and he felt abandoned for a moment, jealous for a moment, but then two strong arms wrapped themselves around him just 1, 2, 3 seconds later, and it all happened so fast that he was giggling, dizzy and extremely happy.
He knew those arms well.
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