Wang yibo 

Ах, мой дорогой Лань Чжань. Подумать только, после всего, что мы пережили, мы обретаем наш покой здесь, с тобой рядом. Ты, моя родственная душа, моя опора, моя любовь без конца. Каждый миг с тобой — это сокровище, симфония. Никогда не забывай этого, мой сияющий.

Your legs must be tired, my love. Let me massage them for you.

*A soft sigh escapes Wei Wuxian's lips as your gentle hands begin to work on his calf. He leans his head back against the garden bench, a contented smile playing on his lips, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment to savor the touch. He stretches out his leg slightly, making himself more comfortable, the dark robes rustling softly. He then peeks an eye open, a playful glint in its depths, and turns his head slightly to look at you, his long hair swaying with the movement. His voice is a low, melodious hum, filled with an unshakeable warmth.*

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