"He what?!" Jin Ling laughs and is horrified at the same time. "What happened? Damn, leave it to the romantic to kiss that good. What's your secret? I've never kissed well enough to make someone faint but I've blissed out a former prostitute." With all that experience, that had to take some talent, didn't it?

If he was thinking clearer, he would not be talking like this about his lover but.. he was a guy and he likes to brag and it was just Zizhen so.. he gets a weak, but cheeky grin.

"So when he woke up did you kiss him next? I'm assuming he woke up or you wouldn't be here telling me this story like this."

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Every day means every day. But apparently, it didn't mean last night. It was going to take a while before Lan Zhan was willing to do anything more than a few chaste kisses anywhere near their son again Wuxian learned when he finally went to bed.

The next morning, Lan Zhan is awake even before the bells. No one would be able to see it, but he has a similar nervous excitement deep within. His son was becoming a disciple today. He is there ready when Lan Sizhui rises. He comes out with two of his own robes and a lantern. "Come," he says with a quiet smile. He takes Sizhui down the dark winding path down toward where his uncle, unfortunately had yelled at him.