Wangji's hands settle around his husband's waist, keeping him close as he returns the kiss. When they part, he has another small smile on his face, though he feels guilty for feeling happy too. It.. was confusing, especially to someone who already wasn't good with emotions.

"We have a son." A beautiful, strong son who has face the world and turned out sweet and kind.. and so hurt. That last thought brings a tear to his eyes. "Your nephew needs to let him come home with us." In other words, husband, make this happen. You're better at this. If left to Wangji, he'd just say Yuan was coming home with them and that was that. Somehow he figured Wuxian might want Jin Ling to get a little more support than that and could Jiang Cheng give him any right now?