Oh no that's so cute and Wei Ying is going to have to kiss her about it. 

!!!!! Good!!!! Kissing!!!!

Would Wei Ying also like to perhaps fuck Lan Zhan right here in the road about it?

That is so tempting but probably sober Lan Zhan wouldn't approve so instead she will say something about maybe markets being open now but closing soon and hurry them along to the village. 

This is the most disappointing thing that’s ever happened to her in her life.

She’ll try again on the way back. For now, being steered towards toys instead of tacklekissed is Permissible.

It turns out the village does have an evening market at the moment, possibly due to the large number of cultivators camping nearby. 

Lan Zhan searches for marketplace toys with immense concentration. 

There are some of those! Not the kind of variety you would find in a larger city but there are simple dolls and paper butterflies and rattle drums and wooden swords and marbles and...

Lan Zhan slowly picks up every single toy at this first stall one at a time and examines them seriously before setting them down on the counter to buy. 

The proprietor is sort of confused but will happily take her money. 

Wei Ying feels like maybe in theory she should stop her wife from drunkenly spending this much money? But the Lans can afford it and this is so fucking good and cute and frankly there's a lot of things that Wei Ying should do. 

Good. Lan Zhan puts all of the toys in her sleeves and now they can move on until she finds the next toy bender.

— but oooooh this other stall has pretty jewelry and fans and combs, Lan Zhan must examine them before they proceed.

She picks up a hair comb delicately carved out of red stone, blinks at it, and then tries to stick it directly into Wei Ying’s hair.

It goes in at a sort of a weird angle. This does not stop Wei Ying from giggling delightedly about it. 

Maybe Wei Ying should just swipe Lan Zhan's purse and pay for everything Lan Zhan grabs instead of repeatedly prompting her to. 

Good, because it does not occur to Lan Zhan to pay for this comb that was clearly made for Wei Ying. 

... or this other one. Lan Zhan picks up Wei Ying’s ponytail and folds it up over Wei Ying’s head so that the shiny silver comb has somewhere to go. The result is... lopsided. 

She can probably fix it with more combs.

(Spoiler alert: more combs do not result in a situation conventionally regardable as "fixed.") 

They do result in a lot of Wei Ying giggling, though. And a lot of sparkliness. 

PRETTY.

Lan Zhan fortunately gets distracted trying to kiss Wei Ying’s pretty face before she can put the entire contents of the jewelry stall in Wei Ying’s hair.

Since the jewelry stall has contents that are not hair ornaments this is probably for the best! Wei Ying tugs Lan Zhan away while the latter is distracted by kisses. 

This is highly effective.

Lan Zhan eventually returns to the important business of buying Every Single Toy in this marketplace.

The shopkeepers are extremely confused but they're rolling with it, nobody is going to argue with making money hand over fist. Wei Ying occasionally has to frown intimidatingly at one who makes a particularly blatant attempt to cheat Lan Zhan. 

Eventually though they can in fact purchase every. Single. Toy. 

Satisfaction.

Now they can go back home. Perhaps home is... this way.

Nooooo, Lan Zhan, home is this way. 

P e r h a p s.

Wei Ying is so smart. Wei Ying is so smart and pretty and wonderful. Lan Zhan is really glad that they have time to fuck in the road now. 

When five minutes passes without Wei Ying tackling her to the ground, Lan Zhan starts clumsily unfastening her outer robe. Maybe once she's undressed Wei Ying will remember to tackle her.

"Ah! Lan Zhan!" she says, alarmed, grabbing Lan Zhan's wrists. "We're in public, Lan Zhan, someone could see." 

"Yes. Wei Ying will see."

"Laaaaan Zhaaaaaaan, you can't undress in the middle of the road like this isn't what bushes are for!" Wei Ying says, exasperated, and tugs Lan Zhan off the road and into the bushes. 

DELIGHT. Lan Zhan kisses Wei Ying with sloppy enthusiasm and tries to finish wriggling out of her robes as fast as possible. 

Wei Ying has exerted a lot of self control tonight and it is time for not that. Other things it is time for not that of include her own clothing.