Qie Ranzhe had never laughed so hard in his life. He was laughing so much that the veins on his temples were throbbing, his face red as he curled on the couch holding his stomach.
Whenever he looked at his son his laughter would grow louder. He knew the little rascal was funny but he didn't think the kid would be this comic.
Wen Qinxi was a little suspicious so he grabbed the card from Qie Ranzhe and unlike his husband, he didn't laugh. Instead, he glared at the culprit who had on an innocent face like he didn't understand what was going on.
Wen Qinxi pressed the tip of his tongue on his cheek before asking, "Read it."
Qie Xieling suddenly felt ashamed. He took the card with his lips pursed together. He suddenly saw what a stupid idea it was to write that message inside. When it was in his mind it sounded okay but now that he had read it he now knew the error of his ways.
"Dad," he murmured but Wen Qinxi wasn't messing around. He just gave him that stare that nana Wen always had on when she was reaching for her slipper.
He opened his lips in a haste and read it loud and clear. "I am sorry I whooped your ass. It won't happen again," he read his eyes watery like he was about to cry. Damn, when he sees that brat Luo Muchen he wouldn't let him go. It seemed the lesson his dad was trying to teach him hadn't gotten in his head yet.
"Who taught you that word?" asked Wen Qinxi his voice drowned by his husband's laughter.
Qie Ranzhe might have been laughing hard but he heard Wen Qinxi's question fully well, and his boisterous laughter died down. He wanted to see how this would play out knowing fully well where Lin Lin learnt that word.
Qie Xieling should have known it was a trap from the start but his sense of danger wasn't that high yet. He raised his finger and pointed at his dad with no hesitation before saying, "You, dad."
Wen Qinxi, "..."
Qie Ranzhe, "!!!"
He tried. He really tried his best to stifle his laughter but he failed miserably. Not wanting to anger Wen Qinxi he stood up calmly, opened the sliding door and closed it before letting it all out.
He was outside laughing but Wen Qinxi could hear it all. Who would have thought his kid would copy him? When Qie Xieling came home he tried to limit the profanities coming out of his mouth and they even had a swear jar.
If he swore Qie Ranzhe could pick anything he wanted him to do in the bedroom. It was especially difficult the first few days and this man had worn a slutty nurse costume, a sexy kawaii cow girl outfit and was handcuffed to the bed all in one week.
Because Qie Ranzhe had better self-control when it came to the forbidden words it meant Wen Qinxi couldn't get back at him.
After suffering such a loss Wen Qinxi gained some self-control but just like the saying the walls have ears this brat overheard his conversations on the phone or when he was having a private talk with Qie Ranzhe.
Wen Qinxi rubbed his temple while saying, "Like I said before you shouldn't say those words that includes and are not limited to the S word, F word, A word and P word."
Qie Xieling looked very confused as he asked, "Yes but dad I wrote it. I didn't say it."
Wen Qinxi, "..."
Could he return this child where he came from without a receipt? He could tell that Qie Xieling wasn't being a smart ass either. The kid genuinely thought it was okay to write it.
"No Qie Xieling, you can't write it either. Now you have no choice but to redo it and you are going to have to bake fudge with me to give to Luo Muchen," said Wen Qinxi adding on to the punishment.
Qie Xieling, "..."
An apology card and fudge too? Qie Xieling learnt today that crime doesn't pay. It was the victim reaping all the benefits and rightfully so.
The soft whoosh sound of the sliding door drew their attention and Qie Ranzhe who seemed to have regained his composure stood there.
He was about to calmly walk over but when his gaze fell on that card again he really couldn't help himself. With a bang a couch cushion was thrown in his direction but he dodged it as he slipped back outside.
***
Qie Xieling held the box in his hand with slight resentment in his eyes. Why? It was because his dad had made his favourite cookie monster fudge to give to Luo Muchen and he wasn't allowed to eat a single one.
His dad really wanted to make sure the punishment sank in and it did, well, sort of.
"Lin Lin, uncle Dan will come and pick you up after school. Don't run around," said Wen Qinxi as Qie Ranzhe got out to open the door for the little man.
Qie Xieling smiled happily hearing this. Who else in this family was the biggest push over other than uncle Dan? He couldn't wait for an afternoon of mischief.
Qie Ranzhe unbuckled the seat belt and picked him up from the booster seat. As soon as his feet sat on the ground he waved goodbye and disappeared into the crowd of little kids coming into school.
Wen Qinxi, "..."
"That brat. Not even a kiss goodbye," he mumbled as the door shut. Before he knew it he was being kissed on the cheek repeatedly.
"Uh Ran-ge, what are you doing?" he said but the smile on his face was saying please don't stop.
"I am giving you kisses in place of that brat," said Qie Ranzhe leaning in even closer. Well, that is until the elderly female teacher cleared her throat loudly with an expression like that of a mean old lady.
Wen Qinxi pushed his husband away and looked at the open driver's window. With a nervous smile, he said, " Sorry Ms Kwong."
The old woman humphed as Qie Ranzhe started the engine of the car. "She is terrifying," said Wen Qinxi as they drove off but Qie Ranzhe didn't respond. Thinking something was wrong, Wen Qinxi turned to look at him with a puzzled expression but the look in Qie Ranzhe's eyes said everything.
Wen Qinxi, "What the fuck."
Before he knew it they were turning into the company's underground parking and parked in a secluded corner.
"Uh Ran Ran, let's be reasonable," said Wen Qinxi while Qie Ranzhe unclicked the buckle of the seatbelt.
Qie Ranzhe pressed the button to recline Wen Qinxi's seat while whispering into his ear, "But baby, I am hard."
Wen Qinxi who was so stimulated as well, "Shit. You better make it a quickie."