Looking up again, Duan Mufeng put his smile back on and raised the plush bunny in his hand toward Fu Zhiyan, as if showing it off.
"This was a birthday present from Yanyu. If you want one, I can send you the link."
"But." Duan Mufeng changed tack, a hint of provocation in his smile. "Yanyu personally customized mine after buying it, so yours definitely wouldn't be the same as mine."
Fu Zhiyan lifted his eyelids slightly. His expression remained impassive, but his pale gray eyes seemed frozen over, frighteningly cold, and irritation crept into his voice. "Don't trouble yourself."
Duan Mufeng raised his eyebrows unconcernedly and buried his face in the bunny.
Fu Zhiyan's expression grew colder and colder.
Once again, Duan Mufeng spoke first.
The two went back and forth.
They kept sniping at each other.
A thick smell of gunpowder spread through the air.
Wen Yanyu nestled beside Jiang Wanrou, watching the two curiously while she stroked his head.
[Wait? We're just diving straight into a romantic showdown like this?]
[Hahaha, these two are sniping at each other while still petting their bunnies. Does anyone get this contrast? I'm going to pass out laughing.]
[I suspect the new guy is a bunny fan, and he likes Bunny Baby. His eyes were on Bunny Baby the moment he came in, and his body kept moving closer to Bunny Baby, deliberately or otherwise.]
[But seriously! Does baby Yanyu know this Fu Zhiyan guy? His expression seemed off afterward, not like he was looking at someone he'd just met.]
[Maybe it's because the new guest looks a lot like his husband from certain angles, and they're from the same country, so he feels familiar.]
[Ghostie: Bunny is hiding behind Bunny Mom. So cute, so cute! Kiss, kiss, kiss kiss kiss!