The more serious he was, the more Wei WuXian could not suppress the evil desire stirring in his heart.

He tapped the small black pottery cup lightly with his fingers, making a subtle crisp sound that only the two of them could hear. Hearing the sound, Lan Wangji's gaze shifted a few inches imperceptibly.

Wei Wuxian knew that no matter how well Lan Wangji shifted his gaze, his peripheral vision would not miss his every move. So, he raised the small cup, pretending to drink from it, turning it around in his hand, stopping at the position where Lan Wangji had just drunk, and placed his lips on the edge of the ceramic cup.

Sure enough, Lan Wangji's hands were originally placed neatly on his legs. At this moment, the posture remained unchanged, but the ten fingers quietly hidden under the white sleeves were slightly curled up.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian felt elated and relaxed for a moment. Just as he was about to lean towards someone involuntarily as he had done in the past, Lan Qiren suddenly coughed harshly. Wei Wuxian quickly straightened his body and sat upright again.

After finishing the soup, they waited for a while before the dishes were officially served. Three small dishes were served on each table, each in a small dish, either green or white, exactly the same as the food Wei Wuxian had when he was attending school. After so many years, except for the bitter taste, there was no change. Partly due to the region, but mostly due to his nature, Wei Wuxian has a strong taste, likes spicy food, and can't live without meat. Faced with such simple dishes, he really has no appetite, and he ate in a few gulps without knowing what he had eaten. During this time, Lan Qiren's eyes swept over from time to time, staring at him fiercely, as if he was ready to call his name and ask him to get out, just like when he was attending the lecture. Wei Wuxian was unusually well-behaved, leaving him helpless and had to give up.

After finishing the tasteless meal, the servants removed the plates and food trays. As usual, Lan Xichen began to summarize the family's recent developments. But after listening to him for a few words, Wei Wuxian felt that he was absent-minded. He even remembered the wrong locations of two night hunts and didn't notice it after he finished speaking. Lan Qiren looked at him sideways, and his goat beard was blown up several times. After listening for a while, he finally couldn't help but interrupt. A family dinner ended without any danger and in a hurry.

The dull opening, dull process, and dull ending, Wei Wuxian was forced to be dull for nearly an hour, with no delicious food, no singing and dancing to cheer him up, and he felt as if he had fleas all over his body for half a year. But after the banquet ended, Lan Qiren sternly called Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji away, and it seemed that he was going to lecture them again, and he would lecture both of them at once. He had no one to mess around with, so he wandered around and saw a few juniors walking together in twos and threes. He was about to say hello and catch them to play with, but Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and others changed their faces when they saw him, and turned around and left.

Wei Wuxian understood and wandered to a relatively quiet forest. After waiting for a while, the kids sneaked out again. Lan Jingyi said, "Senior Wei, it's not that we ignored you on purpose, but the teacher said that if anyone talks to you, the Lan family motto must be copied from beginning to end..."

"Mr." is the unified honorific for Lan Qiren by all the disciples and students of Gusu Lan Clan. When the word "Mr." is mentioned, it refers to him alone. Wei Wuxian said proudly, "It's okay, I knew it a long time ago. Your Mr. has been guarding against fire, theft and Wei Ying for more than a day or two. Do you think he has prevented them? He probably felt that the cabbages he planted were eaten by pigs, so it's inevitable that he is a little angry, hahahaha..."

Lan Jingyi: “…”

Lan Sizhui: “…Hahahaha.”

Wei WuXian finished laughing and said, “By the way, you were punished to copy the documents because you went night hunting with Wen Ning.” He asked Lan SiZhui, “How is he now?”

Lan Sizhui said, "He's probably hiding somewhere at the foot of the mountain. Let's look for him the next time we go out night hunting." After thinking for a moment, he said worriedly, "But when we separated, Sect Leader Jiang seemed very angry. I hope I didn't make things difficult for him."

Wei WuXian asked, “What? Jiang Cheng? How did you bump into him during your night hunt?”

Lan Sizhui said, “We made an appointment with Master Jin to go night hunting together last time, so…”

Wei Wuxian understood immediately.

It's easy to guess that when Lan Sizhui leads people to hunt at night, Wen Ning will naturally not be idle. He must follow behind them to protect them secretly and help them when they encounter danger during the night hunt. As a result, Jiang Cheng must also be secretly following Jin Ling, fearing that he will get into trouble again. So the two of them bumped into each other at the critical moment. After asking, it turned out to be the case, and Wei Wuxian was amused.

After a pause, he continued, "How are Sect Leader Jiang and Jin Ling doing lately?"

After Jin Guangyao's death, Jin Ling was the only legitimate heir to the Lanling Jin Clan. However, many elders from the side branches of the family were eyeing the opportunity and were ready to make a move. The Lanling Jin Clan was mocked by many families outside, and everyone inside had their own plans. Jin Ling was only a teenager, how could he control the situation? In the end, it was Jiang Cheng who took Zidian to the Jinlin Terrace and walked around, which allowed him to temporarily secure the position of the head of the family. As for what changes will happen in the future, no one can say for sure.

Lan Jingyi curled his lips and said, "It looks good. Sect Master Jiang is still the same as always, and loves to whip people everywhere. The eldest lady's temper has become better and better. In the past, she would say three times when her uncle scolded her, but now she can say ten times."

Lan Sizhui scolded, “Jingyi, how can you call someone like that behind their back?”

Lan Jingyi defended himself: "I clearly called him that in person."

Hearing Lan Jingyi say this, Wei Wuxian felt a little relieved.

In fact, he knew in his heart that these were not what he really wanted to ask, but since Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling sounded like they were doing well, there was nothing else to say.

He stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, saying, "Okay, that's good. They can keep it up. You guys continue to play. I have something to do and I'm leaving first."

Lan Jingyi said disdainfully: "You have never done anything in Cloud Recesses, what can happen to you?"

Wei WuXian said without even turning his head: “Eat cabbage!”

It was rare for him to get up so early in the morning, so he went back to the quiet room and slept for a while. The consequence of reversing his day and night was that when he woke up, it was already dusk, and he missed dinner and had nothing to eat. Wei Wuxian didn't feel hungry either, and continued to search through boxes and cabinets to find Lan Wangji's old calligraphy and manuscripts while waiting. However, he waited until nightfall, but his cabbage didn't come back.

At this time, Wei Wuxian realized that his stomach was empty. He calculated the time, and it was already the curfew period of the Cloud Recesses. According to the house rules, outsiders were not allowed to wander outside at night, let alone go out over the wall. If it were in the past, Wei Wuxian would just eat when he was hungry, sleep when he was tired, flirt when he was bored, and run when he got into trouble. But the situation is different now. He didn't follow the rules, and the blame was directly placed on Lan Wangji. No matter how hungry or bored he was, he could only sigh and bear it.

At this moment, there was a slight noise outside the quiet room and the door was gently pushed open a little.

Lan Wangji is back.

Wei Wuxian lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

Lan Wangji walked quietly to the desk and placed something on it without saying anything. Wei Wuxian wanted to continue playing dead, but Lan Wangji seemed to have opened the lid of something, and a strong spicy fragrance instantly overwhelmed the cool sandalwood that originally filled the quiet room.

Wei WuXian rolled over and got up from the ground, saying, “Second brother! I will serve you like a slave for the rest of my life!”

Lan Wangji calmly took out the dishes from the food box on the desk one by one. Wei Wuxian floated to his side and saw five or six snow-white plates filled with bright red. He was delighted and said with red eyes, "Hanguang-jun, you are so polite. You are so considerate to bring food for me. From now on, just call me if you need anything."

Lan Wangji finally took out a pair of ivory chopsticks, placed them horizontally on the bowl, and said calmly, "Don't talk while eating."

Wei WuXian said, “You said you don’t talk when you sleep, but why didn’t you stop me when I talked so much and screamed so loudly every night?”

Lan Wangji glanced at him, and Wei Wuxian said, “Okay, okay, I won’t say anything. We are already like this, but you are still so thin-skinned and embarrassed at every turn. I like this about you. Did you bring it from the Hunan restaurant in Caiyi Town?”

Lan Wangji didn't comment, so Wei Wuxian took it as his tacit agreement and said as he sat down at the desk, "I wonder if that Hunan restaurant has closed down. We always ate there before. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived those few months if I only ate your family's food. Hey, look at these, this is what a family dinner is."

Lan Wangji asked, "'We'?"

Wei WuXian said, “Jiang Cheng and I. Occasionally, there’s Nie HuaiSang and a few others.”

Glancing at Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian said with a smile, “Why are you looking at me like that? Hanguang-jun, don’t forget that I invited you to a restaurant together that year. You were so enthusiastic and worked so hard, but you didn’t want to go. You glared at me every time I said something to you, and you always started your sentences with the word ‘no’. I have run into so many snags, and I haven’t even settled the score with you yet, but you are unhappy again. Speaking of which…”

He rubbed against Lan Wangji and said, "I was worried about breaking the rules, so I resisted the urge to sneak out and waited for you in the room. Who knew that you, Han Guang-jun, would break the rules and go out to find food for me. If your uncle knew about your disobedience, he would be heartbroken again."

Lan Wangji lowered his head and hugged his waist. He seemed quiet and motionless, but Wei Wuxian could feel his fingers rubbing his waist intentionally or unintentionally. His fingers were burning hot, and the heat penetrated through his clothes and reached his skin. The touch was extremely clear. Wei Wuxian also hugged him back and whispered, "Hanguang-jun... I drank the medicine soup from your family, and now my mouth is full of bitterness. I can't eat anything. What should I do?"

Lan Wangji said, “One bite.”

Wei WuXian said, “Yes. I only took a sip, but I don’t know who prepared this medicine soup in your house, it has a strong aftertaste, the bitter taste slid down from the tip of my tongue to the root of my tongue and into my throat. Tell me quickly, what should I do.”

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Neutralize."

Wei WuXian humbly asked, “How can we neutralize this?”

Lan Wangji raised his face.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance between their lips and teeth, and the slightly bitter taste made the kiss particularly long.

After finally separating, Wei WuXian said softly, “HanGuang-Jun, I just remembered that you drank two cups of the medicine soup. It was more bitter than mine.”

Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”

Wei WuXian said, “But you taste pretty sweet, how strange.”

"..." Lan Wangji said: "You eat first."

After a pause, he added: "After eating, I will do anything."

Wei WuXian said, “Let’s eat the cabbage first.”

Lan Wangji frowned slightly, as if he was slightly puzzled as to why he suddenly mentioned cabbage. Wei Wuxian laughed and hooked his neck.

The so-called family dinner is more appropriate to be held behind closed doors.