Lan Wangji fell back on the bed, lying on his back. He shivered from his touch, the taste of him lingering on his lips, squirming and eager. Despite he looks stoic, he is just as impatient for Wei Wuxian to feel him, wanting his touch.

Shifting his legs aside, his eyes burning, full of want. "You need to learn quickly. I was patient for you for this long."