MDZS Characters Watching the Future

88. Trapped Together

Lan WangJi had suddenly been pushed onto the ground, shirt forcibly stripped. His face was almost green, "Wei Ying! What do you want to do?!"

"You scared the life out of him." laughed Nie Huaisang.

"You're mischievousness has really reached its peak, a-xian." said Jiang Yanli.

"Nah, that's shamelessness." said Jiang Cheng.

"Will we let just grandmaster Lan unconscious?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"That's for the better." said Jiang Cheng.

"He suffered a minor qi deviation already. Wei Wuxian, you better not let that happen again or we will lose him." said Wen Qing.

"My shufu is a strong man. He won't die." said Wei Wuxian.

"Lan Qiren should really stop overreacting. He already knows that Wei Wuxian is shameless, he should've expected that already." said Jiang Cheng.

"He just can't take it." said Qingheng-jun.

Wei WuXian took off all of his clothes and tore them to shreds, "What do I want to do? Right now, we two are the only ones here. I'm already making it so obvious-what do you think I want to do?"

As he finished, he stood up and drew away his belt sash. As though reciprocating out of courtesy, he revealed his own chest as well.

"A-niang, what are trying to do?" asked Sizhui.

"Are we going to watch a live porn?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"For goddamn sake, Nie Huaisang. They're only seventeen." said Jiang Cheng.

"You guys are thinking too much. Even if I want that, we can't since my Lan Zhan has a broken leg." said Wei Wuxian.

"Nothing can stop a horny person." said Jin Ling.

"So you're saying that they really did something?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"No, they didn't do anything of sort." said Jin Ling.

Jiang Cheng sighed in relief while Nie Huaisang sighed in disappointment.

With deep-set collarbones, the lines of his torso flowed smoothly. Although it almost flaunted its adolescence, it was full of youthful energy and strength.

Watching his movements, Lan WangJi's complexion switched between pale, dark, and flustered. His blood seemed to boil to the point of having to burst out from between his lips. Wei WuXian smiled and walked one step closer. Right in front of Lan WangJi's face, he took off his own drenched coat. He raised it up with one hand before releasing his grip, letting it fall to the ground.

Wei WuXian shrugged, palms facing out, "Now that the shirts are gone, it's time for the trousers."

"Don't you f*cking dare!" shouted Jiang Cheng.

"Chill, ChengCheng." laughed Wei Ying.

"Wei Ying, that isn't funny." said Lan Wangji.

"But, Lan Zhan." said Wei Wuxian with a pout.

"You better not continue that, Wuxian. Wangji's forehead isn't in his forehead to restraint him." said Lan Xichen.

"If you won't stop, maybe we will watch what Huaisang is saying." he added with a chuckle.

Lan WangJi wanted to get up, but his leg was injured. Due to the fight that they had gone through and the fury within him, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't do it. His entire body felt worn out. With an intense rage, he really did cough up a mouthful of blood.