But he did. And it was awful. The things he said to WWX—a horrible degenerate corrupting his sweet, innocent nephew.
God, he just can’t stop being helpful and considerate and so fucking handsome, can he?
“Thanks,” WWX says helplessly, ferrying the tea over to A-Yuan. “Say thank you, baobei.”
“Thank you, Lan-laoshi.”
Skating Stars was the best dancing competition on TV, in Wei Wuxian’s opinion at least, and that was because it was dancing on knives. Well not actually knives but it was close enough. Wei Wuxian had watched the show for years, and when the-
Sure, on paper, LWJ seems great. He’s handsome, he’s rich, he has a stoic kind of magnetism. But that’s the thing about handsome, rich, magnetic guys, isn’t it? They always SEEM great on paper.