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Zhao Yunlan is pretty sure she didn't make the best of first impressions on Shen Wei, for all that she did save him from some muggers. She probably wasn't even awake for her first meeting with Ye Zun. Oh, well, maybe the pretty people might keep her anyway? Because Zhao Yunlan really doesn't want to leave.

[Podfic of my own story.]

On days when they’d butted heads like today, when it came time to go home he always had to stifle a fear—that he’d pushed back too hard, that Shen Xi had finally given up on him. That when he opened the door, she wouldn’t be there.

The problem, as usual, is not the knowing, but the doing. Bai Yu knows he shouldn’t do this. Bai Yu does it anyway.

The only thing preventing Zhao Yunlan’s shriek of surprise is the hand that clamps firmly over his mouth before he has a chance to even draw breath.

It was the height of unfairness that Shen Wei refused to so much as kiss Zhao Yunlan until the enhanced charisma power wore off.

He lay in bed spinning idle fantasies—and invariably, his thoughts turned to the Black-Cloaked Envoy.

After a trying day, all Shen Wei wanted was to go home to eat with Zhao Yunlan, not deal with a delayed commute.

Even with her highest heels on, Zhu Hong still has to stretch up to reach Lin Jing.

Guo Changcheng has never seen Chu Shuzhi's face.

Shen Wei kisses differently to Hei Pao Shi.

The chair should be big enough for the both of them. As long as Da Qing remains a cat.

Danger finds Zhao Yunlan on his way home. Again.

Sometimes he just wanted to stop, to catch his breath, to stumble and fall and not get up for a little while. He felt that Wang Yang would be a soft place to land.

When Shen Wei wakes, he is still reaching for Kunlun.

~*~*~*~*~*~

In the space between then and now, Shen Wei finds his way.

Perhaps Zhao Yun Lan should have listened to Zhu Hong when she had suggested not to go after the pack of Dixingren alone. Well, technically he wasn’t alone. He had Xiao Guo but he had already passed out. He was behind a warehouse, grass growing around them.
Yun Lan blocked a punch to his face, his arm taking the hit, vibrating with pain. He was grateful that the Dixingren’s super strength hadn’t left his arm broken.

The one in which Zhao Yunlan asks Shen Wei about the Envoy's sex life.