For the rest of that day, Lan Huan did his very best to entertain his guests, to distract them, so that by evening the boys had almost forgotten what day it was, and what horrible thing went wrong that same day too.
The food arrived in the afternoon, and they all sat in the kitchen to have a snack – some eating more eagerly (Wei Ying, and Lan Huan), and some rather sulking (Lan Wangji, and Brent, who was feeling sick by the sight of more food, honestly).
The tall blonde had been amazed at the bottomless pit that his boss's stomach was, but now he was appalled and actually worried that they might need to call an ambulance, and soon!
But no such thing happened; Lan Xichen, in just his shirt, his sleeves rolled up, and ready, was just licking his fingers – Mexican food was one of his top favorites, and with Wanyin's plain diet, he had rarely had any spicy food lately. He had missed it.
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- Huh.
He grabbed his phone and frowned a little now, looking at the screen.
