After dinner, Lan Zhan was correcting the juniors' night hunting notes. Wei Ying was comfortably resting on his legs, glancing at Lan Zhan from time to time while reading the notebook.
Hey, that's a good note!"Wei Ying sat up suddenly.
Well. "I'll see!The content is complete, the writing is fluent, the writing is neat, and the expression is clear and ......Hanguang-kun, what are you hesitating about, you have to fight first-class!"
Lan Zhan calmly put down the pen according to his words and wrote down a dignified and handsome one"a"。
After a while, Wei Ying saw that the notes of the other ** were not of good quality, and suggested that Lan Zhan give them a look"C", Lan Zhan still obeyed.
Hey, second brother, do you think I'm blowing the wind on the pillow?"Wei Ying suddenly remembered the plot in the book.
Lan Zhan smiled and glanced at Wei Ying:"Well. "
I didn't expect that Hanguangjun, who has always been iron-faced and selfless, would one day be blown down by the wind next to the pillow of the Taoist couple!Hehe, Yiling Ancestor is really charming!"Wei Ying triumphantly arched into Lan Zhan's arms, expertly hooked his neck, and straddled his lap.
Lan Zhan put down the brush, wrapped his arms around Wei Ying with a smile on his face, and pecked him on his white cheek"Just because it's you, it's as sweet as food. "
Wei Ying was instantly stunned by Lan Zhan's laughter, and when he reacted, he picked up Lan Zhan's chin"Lan Zhan!You're flirting with me again!"
Lan Zhan let him move, his face was light and light:"Wei Ying, it's not flirting, it's the pillow wind. "