You bite your lip, carefully trying to cope with calligraphy, which was almost too much for you, but in the end, you clearly and clearly heard from Lan Wangji that his husband should be able to write at least legibly

Lan Wangji, almost smoothly approaches you from behind, watching your attempts, evaluating the work done, until his gaze shifted to your hands. His hand landed firmly on your shoulder, and his voice sounded a little firmer than usual

"Wei Wuxian, where is your wedding ring?"