Lan Wangji thought for a moment and then knew what he would call this bunny. After all, it was from his zhiji, the one he loved more than anything else.
"Qīn'ài de," he said soberly. "His name is Qīn'ài de because my love gave him to me."
Did he say that in a way to purposefully make his husband melt against him? Yes, yes he did. Did he know that it would make his Wei Ying all soft and squishy? Again, yes.