Nie Mingjue sat on the side of the bed where Lan Xichen slept. He intertwined his fingers with him, holding and kissing his hand
"Chen, the loml, baby boy, wake up pookie." He called out silently.
Outside of the room, Nie Huaisang stood there. Shooketh to say the best, but where was the surprise?
Unbeknownst to him, Lan Haozhi was standing behind, leaning on the wall.
"Nie Huaisang."
The said young master flinched as he closed the curtains to the room.
"Qi– Qingheng-Jun!" He whisper-shouted.
He quickly took out a silencing talisman from his sleeve given by Wei Wuxian as he closed the door behind him.
Lan Haozhi smirked as he leaned down. The man was 6'2, and Nie Huaisang was 5'9. The difference was making Nie Huaisang look so submissive and breed—
"Are you free at the moment? It looks like all of them are taken by my children."
Nie Huaisang swallowed dryly. "A– A-Xuan needs me at the moment you see—" "He's already asleep."
Nie Huaisang flinched as he scratched the back of his neck. "He gets nightmares often! Of course, his dear Shixiong needs to be there—"
"Let's get to the point. I need some entertainment for myself and..." Lan Haozhi leaned down, placing his hand on Nie Huaisang's neck. "I found something I might like."
"Lord, have mercy on me."
"Wow~ Didn't take you for someone who begs."
Jun is a sign of respect. In this case, it's to address someone as "Lord."
Nie Huaisang smiled nervously as Lan Haozhi stepped forward, his chest almost hitting Nie Huaisang's nose.
"I just need to know what you want as a reward for this was."
"Chipotle."
"THAT'S IT?" Lan Haozhi scoffed. (He doesn't know what Chipotle is)
"Tbh, I wouldn't even need that. I would do it for 20." Nie Huaisang sighed.
"You can't talk. You a hoe." Lan Haozhi stuck his tongue out.
"Never fucking mind." Nie Huaisang smiled sarcastically as he turned around.
Lan Haozhi grabbed him by the waist as he carried the Nie, throwing him on his shoulder as he bolted out through the window.
"LAN FUCKING HAOZHI!"
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Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at the door at the same time, hearing the scream of Nie Huaisang.
"Lan Zhan, your father is toying with Sang-Ge."
Lan Wangji simply sighed as he turned back to look at Wei Wuxian. "I've been knew."
The young cultivator smiled before laughing softly. "So, mind telling me the reason why you're with me right now?"
Lan Wangji watched as Wei Wuxian soothed the sleeping Jin Zixuan on his lap. The Jin heir was using the Wen son's lap as a pillow.
The Lan jade looked up as he stared at Wei Wuxian, his ears burning up a tinnitus.
"What is your relationship with Jin Zixuan?"
"Oh? Him? We've been friends since I was 6 or 7, I guess. Fun fact, he thought he was older than me just because he thought I was cute."
Lan Wangji felt a pang on his heart.
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