He was one of the most disciplined cultivators, yet at the moment, his usually cold composure was completely crushed. Even the tips of his eyes and brows were tinted a soft shade of pink. With a few touches of color added, it made him seem as if he'd been bullied in some cruel way. Seeing his appearance, Wei WuXian was more than delighted. Stripped to the waist, he put his arms around Lan WangJi's shoulders, kissing the corners of his lips and the lids of his eyes, "Good boy, don't be scared. Next time, when it's your turn to taste mine, you'll need to perform as good as this, understood?"
The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (Mo Dao Zu Shi)
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