Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation/Mo Dao Zu Shi/Founder of Diabolism Fanfic

MDZS Christmas Version

Gusu.

"Hm~" Wei Wuxian hummed as he hung the Christmas balls on the tree.

"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji called and walked behind Wei Wuxian.

"Ah – " WeiWuxian said when Lan Wangji raised him by his waist when he (LWJ) saw him holding the giant star.

He's going to put it on top of the tree. He chuckled.

"What?" Lan Wangji asked and lowered his wife when he heard him laugh.

Wei Wuxian smiled as he hugged the giant star. He rested on his husband's wide and lean chest. "No... I just remembered that time when we had our Christmas in Yiling." He answered.

A ripple can be seen in Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes as he stared at his wife's face. "Wei Ying..." he called.

Wei Wuxian just smiled and kisses his husband.

Wei Wuxian's Christmas – in Yiling.

"Hm~" he hummed as he hung a Christmas ball.

The door burst open loudly and Wen Qing entered. She saw her younger brother is watching Wei Wuxian, Wen Yuan sitting on his (WN) lap.

Dark lines covered her face when she saw the 'Christmas tree' Wei Wuxian made.

"Oh? You're here!" Wei Wuxian said and his face lit up. "What do you think of the Christmas tree I made?" he asked and put the corpse's head on top of the Corpse-mas Tree.

Yes. Corpse-mas tree, since the Christmas tree is made up of the dismembered corpses.

A vein popped in her forehead when she saw Wei Wuxian made Wen Yuan hung a Christmas ball on the raised stiff finger of the corpse's hand.

"... where the hell did you get the money to buy the Christmas decors?!" she roared, mad, and marched towards Wei Wuxian, glaring.

The three froze, then their face went blank. That's what you're worried about? They thought.

Gusu.

Wei Wuxian smiled at the memory. "There." He finished as he poked the hanging blue Christmas ball.

It swayed. Lan Wangji stared at his wife, speechless.

Fortunately, they're not in Yiling, or else Lan Qiren would flip out and cough up blood again.

Speaking of which... Lan Wangji thought and looked around. "Where are they...?" he asked as he raised his wife again.

"Hm? Who?" Wei Wuxian asked after he put down the giant star on top of the tree.

"Uncle." Lan Wangji answered and lowered his wife.

Wei Wuxian's forehead knotted as he hugged his husband. "Dunno... or else his loud voice will echo again in the mountains if he saw me here." He said and laughed as he rested his head on his husband's chest.

Lan Wangji smiled, staring at the top of his wife's head. He closed his eyes and lowered his head. He planted a kiss on his wife's temple.

"Merry Christmas." He whispered.

Wei Wuxian froze, then smiled as he closed his eyes, feeling his husband's warmth. He hugged him tighter. "... merry Christmas." He said.

What a quiet and peaceful holiday for them two... or so he (WWX) thought.

Inside the jingshi.

"Every day is every day." Lan Wangji said, catching his breath as he thrust inside his wife. "No breaks even if it's a holiday – " he added and bent down to kiss him.