The Untamed (Season 2)

Chapter 19

Wei Wuxian's P.O.V

12:00 a.m

I have been fingering myself since Lan Zhan was asleep and I couldn't take it anymore. I woke him up.

He was shocked I was looking at him lustfully. "Wei Ying." He said and kiss me passionately and I kiss him back. Things got heated. He pull out my fingers and inserted his dick gently. Because he doesn't want to hurt me and our baby.

I kept moaning hard while Lan Zhan thrusting in and out. He kept kissing me just to distract me until he pulled out and cum on my stomach. We both panted hard and I kiss him again.

"Every day means every day," he said softly, a hint of teasing in his voice. I couldn't help but giggle as I playfully wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling the warmth of his presence enveloping me.

"Of course, Lan Zhan!" I replied, my heart fluttering as I pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. We both chuckled, savoring the moment, and he leaned down to place tender kisses on my forehead, making me feel cherished. I nestled my head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming me.

After a moment of comfortable silence, I let out a small pout. "Lan Zhan, I'm feeling a bit disappointed in Jiang Cheng lately," I admitted, vulnerability creeping into my voice. He noticed and began to rub circles on my back, offering me comfort without saying a word.

"Mnn, I've noticed that too," he replied thoughtfully, his eyes reflecting understanding.

I sighed, my frustration pouring out. "I don't understand why he has to be so strict with A Ling. I mean, he's still just a kid! When we were 16, Jiang Cheng had a crush on Wen Qing too—he was just as young and confused back then." My words spilled out, and I could see a soft smile spreading across Lan Zhan's face as he listened patiently.

"Wei Ying, Jin Ling is the New Sect Leader now," Lan Zhan explained gently, trying to help me see things from a different perspective. But in my eyes, A Ling would always be that little boy who needed protection and guidance.

"But—" I began, but he put a finger to my lips to hush me, a playful smile on his face. He then leaned over to blow out the flickering candles that cast a warm glow in the room.

"Let's sleep. I love you," he said, his voice low and soothing as he kissed me again. I sighed softly, feeling my heart swell, and kissed him back with equal tenderness.

There was something reassuring about him. My Lan Zhan, as always, preferred to avoid gossiping about Jiang Cheng, respecting my brother's choices even when I couldn't quite understand them. It only deepened my appreciation for him, knowing that he stood by me while also honoring the bonds of family.

At precisely 4:00 a.m., a voice pierced the stillness of the night, echoing down the hallway. "WEISHUUUUUU!" I jolted awake, stretching my arms above my head and letting out a long, exaggerated yawn. Reluctantly, I pushed the covers aside and swung my legs over the side of the bed, leaving my husband, Lan Zhan, cocooned in our blankets.

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I grumpily padded to the door, my mind still clouded with sleep. When I opened it, I was taken aback to find Huaisang standing there, a wide grin plastered across his face. He rushed towards me, his arms enveloping me in a dramatic embrace. "Weishou!" he exclaimed, his excitement palpable.

Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, he launched into an animated account of his adventures that had brought him here, complete with extravagant hand gestures and expressive faces. "You won't believe what I have to tell you!" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

But I couldn't help it; irritation began to bubble up inside me. "Yah! It's 4:00 a.m.!" I interjected sharply, crossing my arms over my chest in a futile attempt to stifle the weariness that clung to me.