[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 1~]

[91.] Baby talk.

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It had been snowing so heavily during the next couple of days that there was nothing much to be done. Zewu-Jun would spend the days in his study, together with his brother; what their husbands knew was that they were revising maps and charts of the Gusu Lan Clan estate and lands, choosing something proper for the family of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian, and it was indeed so. 

But, behind closed doors, they would also discuss strategies and tactics in a possible upcoming Clan war  –  something that would surely enrage Wei Ying, and surely upset Jiang Cheng. Lan Xichen could not let that happen  –  he wouldn't  in general, but now that his loved one was expecting a baby, it was absolutely out of the question.

So, Jiang Cheng was now left to his own devices, and to spend his time with his nephews and his brother. He found out that this wasn't too bad, at least not as bad as he had expected it to be, and it surprised him. Wei Wuxian was a huge source of annoyance for him, but now he was rather observing him educate his children, discipline them and talk to them, patiently explaining things. He had never believed his brother had it in him to be a teacher and a good father  –  in his head he still saw him as a rebel, a drunk, and a chaotic trouble-maker.

 

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The youngest one would spend a lot of time on his knees, and this time they had more chances to actually talk, not just cuddle, unlike before. Wei Wuxian was watching them, grinning  –  his brother was so new to this, so inexperienced with children, that he would initially stutter and blush, as if having to sit an exam  -   but his heart was melting.

- Shūshu, are you my Daddy now?  –  the boy asked sleepily.

- Umm, no, little one. Why would you ask that?  -  Jiang Cheng hummed.

- Well, 'cause you hug and kiss just like Papa does!

- But you already have two daddies. Do you want another?  -  Jiang Wanyin grinned slyly.

Wei Ying choked on his tea and started coughing.

- Ehh, child! What kind of talk is that now?!  –  he mumbled, thankful that Hanguang-Jun was not there to listen in.

- But, Papa, I really want another daddy! Can Shūshu  be my Daddy too?  –  the little one whined.

- Son, don't be greedy! Two is quite enough.  –  Wei Wuxian was blushing; his mind was playing naughtier scenarios to the innocent question.

- I promise to be your Daddy for as long as you stay at the Cloud Recesses, Shīdì!  How's that?  -  Sandu Shengshou smiled happily, kissing his cheek, and looking up at his brother's frowning face.

- A-Cheng, you are spoiling him too much!  –  he mumbled.

- This may be so, but he is my favorite Zhízi!  Isn't that right, nephew?  -  Jiang Wanyin blew a kiss on his belly, making him giggle with pleasure.

- That's enough, son!  Your Shūshu  will have his own children soon, so he will be a daddy to them!  –  Wei Ying scoffed.

The other two boys were practicing their symbols writing in the same room, but now absolutely everything ceased, and everyone's eyes were on Sandu Shengshou, and he blushed deeply. 

The boy in his lap also sat up immediately, far too excited to be sleepy any more.