Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji sat at one of the low tables, Lan Wangji staring at Wei Wuxian with his normal blank expression, and Wei Wuxian chattering away cheerily. They both glanced up at the interruption.
“Jiang Cheng!” Wei Wuxian said, waving. “What are you doing here?”
For a moment Jiang Cheng just stood there, staring blankly. He looked around the room, expecting to see someone else — but no, it was just the two of them; Wei Wuxian grinning widely, and Lan Wangji looking like he was made of stone. Nothing strange there.
And then Wei Wuxian fluttered his eyelashes teasingly at Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji —
Oh God.
Source: Losing My Mind, by pupeez4eva – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]
Poor Jiang Cheng can hear people’s lustful thoughts – and one person is particularly loud, must to Jiang Cheng’s chagrin and our amusement. 🙂