[ Silly. Though he can't disagree that he finds Ye Baiyi incredibly
frustrating and annoying to deal with, he also does respect the older man
and is not too thin-faced to take advantage of Senior Ye's standing in the
jianghu to ensure their own safety. ]
Maybe.
[ Because sometimes it's easier to just go along with Wen Kexing's
sulking. ]
Well, I'm already here. I'd hate to deprive you of a nice pillow to rest upon.
( Not that his chest is actually all that enjoyable, he makes himself look bigger with many layers of robes. But still! No complaints so far. Wen Kexing hums, wraps a lock of Zhou Zishu's hair around his fingers. )
[ The thing is, apparently it's rather exhausting to rebuild one's
meridians. It doesn't take much soothing before Zhou Zishu is falling
asleep again, yawning and curling unconsciously into Wen Kexing's arms. ]
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It isn't so bad to think about, hm? And between Tragicomic Ghost and Senior Ye, we'd even have elders in this odd little family we've found.
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Senior Ye? Has Ah-Xu decided I must be punished after all?
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He's very annoying. But he's also a good ally to have.
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( They probably do. )
And not one out of that old toad.
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Lao Wen.
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Ugh, fine. Go to sleep. Maybe you're delirious.
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[ Silly. Though he can't disagree that he finds Ye Baiyi incredibly frustrating and annoying to deal with, he also does respect the older man and is not too thin-faced to take advantage of Senior Ye's standing in the jianghu to ensure their own safety. ]
Maybe.
[ Because sometimes it's easier to just go along with Wen Kexing's sulking. ]
Will you be joining me?
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( Not that his chest is actually all that enjoyable, he makes himself look bigger with many layers of robes. But still! No complaints so far. Wen Kexing hums, wraps a lock of Zhou Zishu's hair around his fingers. )
Fear not, Ah-Xu, I'll be a dutiful wife.
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Is that what a wife is meant to do?
[ It's semi-rhetorical. ]
Get some rest, Lao Wen. You could use it as well.
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( And his word is Law, apparently. But still, he goes quiet after, running his fingers steadily through Zhou Zishu's hair in the resulting peace. )
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[ The thing is, apparently it's rather exhausting to rebuild one's meridians. It doesn't take much soothing before Zhou Zishu is falling asleep again, yawning and curling unconsciously into Wen Kexing's arms. ]