Wei WuXian reached out to shut his eyes, and he buried the lower half of his face into the water, letting out a series of bubbles. Wei WuXian laughed as he lightly pinched his cheek, “Er-Gege, how old are you?”
Lan WangJi didn’t say anything, only shaking his [head]. Seeing how he looked, all quiet and obedient, sitting in the tub, Wei WuXian felt quite sorry. Curving his finger, he scratched his chin to show comfort.
Lan WangJi seemed as if he’d been bitten by a poisonous snake, pulling violently. Wei WuXian felt a terrifying force sweep over. He couldn’t help from being pulled in. Water splashed everywhere. Things had gotten out of hand. It was all the same, no matter who started it first. When Wei WuXian felt a bit more clear-headed, he was already sitting on Lan WangJi’s legs. The two embraced and kissed each other in such a position for quite a long while. Wei WuXian’s arms were wrapped around Lan WangJi’s neck as they kissed wildly and inseparably. Suddenly, he exclaimed with an ‘ah.’
— Chapter 95, 'Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation' translation from Exiled Rebels Scanlations
(fanart by Changyang)







