“We are hoping to dry off and get some rest after a long journey,” Lan Zhan says. “Would you have a room for the night?”
The woman gives them a long look up and down, and a slow grin. “We have a room and much more, Young Masters.” Wei Wuxian has also noticed the make-up on the female halves of the two couples currently giggling together over their wine, and some discord between the girls’ pretty robes and the simple style of dress of their male friends, and he throws Lan Zhan a look.
Lan Zhan is his most polite self, nodding at their landlady. His face is still wet, gleaming in the inn’s soft light, which is a cute look on him.
Traveling together, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan seek shelter from a storm in this completely delightful first time fic.