"Big bunny daddy, whass wrong? Why're you so droopy?"
Hearing that strange voice, Wen Yanyu lifted his head from his knees and pressed his face against the little bunny's.
"Daddy, who's that puppy on your lap! Why aren't you holding me! Don't you love your bunny anymore!"
The plush bunny shook its head with every sentence, swaying back and forth. Paired with its aggrieved tone, it looked utterly adorable.
"Bunny urgently needs kisses! If you don't kiss Bunny! Bunny will run into a wall!"
"Kisses!"
Duan Mufeng pitched his voice high, wheedling and acting cute, pulling out every trick he had.
Chu Xingbai, who was drinking soup beside them, couldn't hold back a laugh. He snorted, and chicken soup went down his windpipe. Unable to breathe for a moment, he broke into several violent coughs.
Chu Xingbai, who nearly coughed his throat raw before finally recovering: (≖_≖)
Duan Mufeng: "..." Hah, serves you right. (￢д￢.)
Wen Yanyu tugged at his lips, raised a finger, and gently held the plush bunny's paw. "Kisses."
His finger touched it, then drew away.
The bunny froze blankly. Then it started flailing its limbs, going wild, getting angry. "Doesn't count, doesn't count!"
"Kisses mean kisses with your mouth!"
The plush bunny kept shifting into all sorts of strange poses in Duan Mufeng's hands, but because it was so adorable, none of them looked out of place. It was just inexplicably cute.
"Bunny doesn't want hand kisses!"
"Bunny wants mouth kisses!!!"
The bunny shook its head and decided to headbutt its wicked big bunny daddy.
After the plush bunny bumped his head, Wen Yanyu slowly straightened up, caught the bunny as it tried to escape, and planted a loud kiss on it.
Then he returned the bunny to Duan Mufeng's hands.
Wen Yanyu had finally responded.