<blockquote>Wei Ying makes his voice bright and says, “Well, take this one!” and deposits A-Yuan into Mo Xuanyu’s arms, and this time the look on his face isn’t just an almost smile. A-Yuan fists a chubby hand in his hair and gazes that way babies do, open and amazed.
“Gah!” he says.
“Gah!” Mo Xuanyu says right back.
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Or: Mo Xuanyu finds a home for himself.</blockquote>
➤ love wwx's voice in this fic
