“You’re so ridiculous. Who knew that my wife would want to ravish me all the time?” Still, Wei Ying presses closer with the front of her body. Lan Zhan can feel where she’s wet. “My wife, my dragon.”
The smoke from the blunt doesn’t compare to the fire Lan Zhan breathes into Wei Ying’s mouth.
(Dragon/human LWJ and fox/human WWX are married and get high together.)