Chapter 92p1
Whether to change into long pajamas or not…
Children’s dilemmas could sometimes be ridiculously prolonged.
In the end, the righteous chubby paws of the little chubby panda bunny made the decision for Cheng Tingyan.
“It’s my turn~~” Wei Maomao said, rolling over and pulling the sitting Cheng Tingyan down onto the bed with her.
“I haven’t finished pinching yet…” Cheng Tingyan’s voice weakened as her legs were swiftly grabbed by the chubby paws.
“You’ve pinched enough.” Wei Maomao said, kneeling and seriously massaging Cheng Tingyan’s legs. She had been pinched for a while, and it felt… quite comfortable, she almost fell asleep. If Yan Yan continued pinching, they would have to continue their conversation in their dreams.
Cheng Tingyan tried to sit up, but… Okay, the little chubby bunny wasn’t just fluffy, as soon as she moved, the little chubby paws pressed down on her shoulders, and she couldn’t get up.
Since resistance was futile, she could only accept the massage.
Cheng Tingyan gave up struggling and looked at the little chubby bunny, her cheeks puffed out as she massaged her legs, even the flesh on her face was working hard, she was truly serious and dedicated.
Although she hadn’t changed into long pants, the warm little chubby paws were directly pressing on her calves, but Cheng Tingyan didn’t feel the random shyness she had felt earlier. It was just… Those hands were so small, so soft, so warm, pressing on her legs, it felt like a little animal stepping on her. And it was very serious stepping, back and forth.
Thinking of this, Cheng Tingyan couldn’t help but smile slightly. The warmth spread from her heart, and her body gradually relaxed.
Wei Maomao suddenly noticed that the legs she was massaging, how come they suddenly felt less firm? They had become soft and squishy?
Her confused paws shifted from pressing to poking, the soft flesh on the calves bounced under her touch.
So cute!
Wei Maomao’s eyes lit up.
The sensitive Cheng Tingyan immediately noticed the little chubby bunny’s distraction.
Although she couldn’t see what Wei Maomao was doing, the feeling on her legs, it wasn’t being massaged, it was more like being poked?
Cheng Tingyan curiously sat up and saw the little chubby bunny…
Wei Maomao was focused on studying how the flesh on the legs had transformed from muscle to soft flesh, her finger, about to poke gently, was just extended when the leg swiftly retracted.
“Mmm?” Wei Maomao turned her head in confusion, her gaze meeting Cheng Tingyan’s slightly flushed face.
“You’re done pinching.” Cheng Tingyan said, her words clear and concise.
“I haven’t even finished one leg…” Wei Maomao reached out with her paw.
Cheng Tingyan quickly moved her legs further away. Honestly, the little chubby bunny was only three years old, it was normal for her to not be able to focus on one thing for a long time. Like forgetting she was massaging and starting to play, it was very normal.
But…
Cheng Tingyan felt a bit embarrassed.
One wanted to massage, the other wouldn’t let her… The two little ones crawled around on the bed, chasing each other.
But how could Cheng Tingyan possibly win against the little chubby bunny?
Seeing the little chubby bunny starting to pant from chasing her, her chubby face flushed from rolling around, Cheng Tingyan… surrendered.
“You can massage my legs, just don’t do what you did earlier…” Cheng Tingyan said, slowly extending her legs.
“What?” Wei Maomao, too preoccupied with chasing to reflect on how childish it was for her, as an adult, to be playing around with a six-year-old on a bed, was confused by Cheng Tingyan’s words and slightly flushed face.
“It’s just…” Cheng Tingyan couldn’t describe it, she just extended a finger, imitating Wei Maomao’s earlier action, aiming, then gently poked the little chubby bunny’s leg.
“… “ Wei Maomao burst out laughing. “I wasn’t squinting!”
It just looked like it.
“Okay, you weren’t squinting.” Cheng Tingyan widened her eyes and poked the little chubby bunny’s leg again. “It’s like this.”
“I didn’t mean to poke your leg, I was just curious. Earlier, when I was massaging, your leg muscles were firm, then they suddenly became soft.” Wei Maomao chuckled. “Even if you relaxed, they wouldn’t be this soft, they’re like tofu!”
“Soft, like tofu, that’s you.” Cheng Tingyan reached out and poked the little chubby bunny’s waist. “This is soft.”
Wei Maomao: “… “
Cheng Tingyan, looking at the suddenly silent little chubby bunny, curled her fingers, her voice softening. “Wait, what I touched earlier, was that your waist? Not your…”
“It was my waist!” Wei Maomao quickly interrupted.
Ending the dangerous topic, Wei Maomao didn’t dare to play with other people’s flesh anymore, she diligently continued her task.
After finishing massaging Cheng Tingyan, Wei Maomao immediately went to the bedside, turned off the lights, and prepared to start tonight’s main event.
The bedroom was instantly plunged into darkness.
“Are you going to sleep?” Cheng Tingyan, startled by the little chubby bunny’s swift actions, sat up. “Then I’ll go back to my bed.”
“Not yet, let’s chat for a bit.” Wei Maomao reached out and pulled her.
It was just a gentle tug, but the person next to her quickly lay back down.
It seemed that, at least for now, Cheng Tingyan was still willing to chat with her, Wei Maomao thought, but she felt a bit guilty. After all, the topic she was about to bring up might be a bit different from what Cheng Tingyan imagined.
“Yan Yan, I miss my mom a little.” Wei Maomao, clutching the blanket tightly, finally said the opening line.
In the darkness, even slight movements were amplified. Wei Maomao clearly felt that after she said those words, Cheng Tingyan next to her seemed to stiffen.
But before Wei Maomao could say anything else, the person next to her moved closer.
“It’s okay, Maomao, after we finish filming, you can go home and see your mom.” Cheng Tingyan said softly.
Along with Cheng Tingyan’s comforting words, Wei Maomao felt a hand groping its way to her shoulder, then carefully climbing up, stopping at the top of her head, gently stroking her hair.
“Mmm…” Wei Maomao also moved closer to Cheng Tingyan, but her grip on the blanket tightened, as if trying to squeeze out all the softness in her heart, leaving only firmness.
In the darkness, Wei Maomao closed her eyes, as if unwilling to face her own selfishness, she finally asked the next question, “Yan Yan, do you miss your mom?”
The hand on her head stopped.
Wei Maomao pricked up her ears, after a while, she heard a soft “Mmm” from beside her.
“It’s okay, Yan Yan, after we finish filming, you can also go home and see your mom.” Wei Maomao said, steeling her heart, trying to bring her knowledge into the open.
“I…” Cheng Tingyan hesitated.
Before getting into bed, she had double-checked that the cameras were turned off and covered. The microphones had been taken away by the staff… This was… a dark bedroom, just her and the little chubby bunny.
“I… go home…” Cheng Tingyan spoke slowly, “No mom.”
The last two words were almost inaudible, but they still reached Wei Maomao’s ears.
Finally…
“Why is there no mom at home? I heard… I heard that your mom and Cheng Rongrong’s mom aren’t the same person, is that true?” Wei Maomao had initially planned to guide Cheng Tingyan into saying it herself step by step. But she didn’t know why, she felt that this slow guidance was suffocating, both for her and for Cheng Tingyan. So she took a small risk, hoping Yan Yan wouldn’t back out because of her directness.
“It’s true.” Cheng Tingyan let out a soft breath. “My mom and dad separated.”
Wei Maomao’s hand, clutching the blanket, was a bit sweaty, but the situation was much smoother than she had expected, Cheng Tingyan didn’t back out or get angry, she… answered her question properly.
Was it… the effect of the little panda bunny pajamas?
Wei Maomao regretted turning off the lights, but under the light, she couldn’t bring herself to ask these questions while looking at Cheng Tingyan.
“Then Yan Yan, are you living with your dad?” Wei Maomao struck while the iron was hot.
“Mmm.” Cheng Tingyan’s voice was still soft.
“Yan Yan…” Wei Maomao reached another crucial point, but feeling guilty, she couldn’t help but move closer to Cheng Tingyan, then grabbed her hand, which had been resting near her head, and placed it on her waist. “Waist.”
“Mmm?” Cheng Tingyan, whose mood was gradually sinking, was stunned, her hand suddenly filled with the little chubby waist.
Wei Maomao rubbed Cheng Tingyan’s hand against her chubby waist, using the brief comfort from selling her waist to ask in one breath, “Yan Yan, are you happy living with your dad?”
“… “ Cheng Tingyan thought about the things Bai Lei had said to her before coming to the show and couldn’t answer the little chubby bunny’s question.
This time, the silence in the darkness was a bit longer.
Wei Maomao’s heart sank, but the hand that hadn’t left her waist gave her some courage.
“Then Yan Yan, do you want to live with your dad? Or do you want to live with your mom?” Wei Maomao tried to make her voice sound innocent and curious, like a three-year-old child casually asking a question.
Cheng Tingyan: “… “ This question wasn’t much different from the previous one.
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