Third World: Stop Biting My Dad's Lips

Wen Qinxi was still upset but under Qie Ranzhe's constant persuasion, his stone walls crumbled under pressure. No matter how many times he tried to push Qie Ranzhe away, it was pointless. He was clinging to him like wax on paper. The tiger cub was now baring its teeth revealing it's true nature. He felt like slapping himself regretting ever teasing Qie Ranzhe in the first place.

"No...you should go buy it for him. Why else would you think I would ask Lin Lin? It's because you should go get it for him," said Wen Qinxi removing Qie Ranzhe's hand off his thigh for the second time.

"Mn," said Qie Ranzhe before leaning in to say, "only then can I get a reward later," in a modulated voice pleasant to the ear.

Wen Qinxi bit his partially swollen bottom lip with their gazes locked together. He was thinking of ways to torment Qie Ranzhe tonight and punish him for last night but Feng Xieling popped their pink bubble taking everyone by surprise.