Lan Zhan stands rooted where he was utterly mortified with a hand over his mouth and a dark splash of color across his face. Wei Ying has done some things that have been humiliating but this wasn't something that could be blamed on him. Wangji had initiated things, after all. He was the one who hadn't stopped and let Wuxian make the talisman. It was Lan Zhan who had just embarrassed them in front of their son.
Still, he wasn't going to continue to do it. So mustering the shredded remains of his dignity, he bows. "Good morning, A-Yuan. If you need to rest longer, please feel welcome to it. I shall be careful not to bother you." He needed some tea for this..
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2021-08-30 04:26 (UTC)Still, he wasn't going to continue to do it. So mustering the shredded remains of his dignity, he bows. "Good morning, A-Yuan. If you need to rest longer, please feel welcome to it. I shall be careful not to bother you." He needed some tea for this..