YM778.TV Chapter 452
It was early in the evening when Xuan Mu appeared before his apartment. This time, Bing Shi told him to put a blindfold on, and just go along with any surprise that would await him once he got home.
|”You are back earlier than usual.”|
Appearing inside their bedroom, Bing Shi checked the time her husband would usually return. It felt a bit strange that he would arrive and leave exactly at the same time every single day, without an exception. It was the opposite of her, who would appear whenever she had time.
|”Going home no longer feels like a chore, does it?”|
|Sometimes, doing a chore is better than an unwanted surprise. What is he doing?| Xuan Mu asked.
Bing Shi checked the situation on the other side through Kuro’s eyes, |”He seems to be enjoying himself.”|
Honestly, Xuan Mu was worried and couldn’t wait to return earlier. After opening the door and crossing the doorsteps, he pinched the bridge of his nose at the sight of his butt-naked son climbing up a dancing pole, “...”
The little boy was wearing nothing but a pair of black and white bracelets around his ankles, jumping on top of a chair while holding a pole between both hands. Neither Bing Shi nor Xuan Mu wanted to wear their old couple’s bracelets and decided to give them to their son, expecting the bracelets to break soon. Surprisingly, they held quite well.
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|”Bwahaha, how can you keep such a poker face?”|
|I don’t know. I. seriously. don’t. know.|
Xuan Mu walked up to Ying Xiong and picked him up from the middle of the pole, “Where is Xiao Pu?” He glanced at the snake that looked totally exhausted. Lying on top of a pile of bath towels. Kuro had a wet, black onesie tied around its neck like a cape.
“Daddy, daddy.” Ying Xiong held his arms out towards the pole to show how high he had climbed today, “PuPu.” Xiao Pu is busy working and has not returned yet.
Xuan Mu then glanced at the remains of his office doors, taking a deep breath, “What happened to my door?” He thought a miracle would happen since it was his wife taking action, but as usual, he returned to a damaged house.
|”Oh my, aren’t those the cute outfits I bought for Stinky Bun?”|
Bing Shi sniffed a nonexistent snot. At least XiaoPu was cooperative when it came to dress-up games.
“Daddy.” Stinky Bun wanted to watch the movie together with Baby Shiro too. He pointed at the shark behind the aquarium glass and the TV.
“Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy.” The door told Stinky Bun it was cold, so Stinky Bun gave it some of Stinky Bun’s clothes. Stinky Bun is a good boy. Ying Xiong nodded as if his intentions were genuine, his face serious.
Xuan Mu would have thrown the boy into the aquarium to swim with the sharks instead of their usual bath routine, but because his wife was watching, he carried the boy to the bathroom, “Is that so? But who is going to repair Daddy’s door now? It’s Stinky Bun who hurt it right?”
“Daddy.” Stinky Bun tried to repair it, but it refused to recover. Ying Xiong held onto Xuan Mu’s shirt, remembering how daddy always had to leave for work sooner so he could afford a new door before, “Daddy, daddy.” Daddy and mommy don’t have to buy new doors. Stinky Bun hates doors.
This little guy better not embarrass him before his wife. Be a good boy, and show how much progress they’ve made together. “Daddy hates trucks. How about daddy stop buying Stinky Bun new trucks after accidentally stepping on some?”
“Daddy, daddy, daddy.” Trucks and doors are completely different things. Stinky Bun’s trucks are awesome. Daddy’s doors suck.
“The doors hold a great sentimental value for daddy and mommy. One day, an emperor gifted mommy an unbelievably rare log of blackwood. Such wood was renowned for its exotically dark finish and outstanding properties,” Xuan Mu urged his son with his hand to stay put under the shower. The boy refused to take a shower and began to climb out of the bathtub, “After Stinky Bun was born, Mommy invited a talented person to help her create six stunning lustrous doors.”
“Daddy?” Why didn’t mommy build six trucks instead? Thinking about how he already took a ‘bath’ in the living room, Ying Xiong continued to push away his daddy. He kept on climbing out of the bathtub and stopped listening to daddy’s storytelling.
It could be seen how the exhaustion of taking care of his son was taking over Xuan Mu’s mind that not even such a cute sight from earlier could cheer him up. Or perhaps it was just that he was too exhausted to think about anything except the worry in front of him.
On the outside, everyone would only see a cute mischievous toddler that liked to play around as any child would. Nobody could see the amount of effort Xuan Mu had to put in to afford such a life for Ying Xiong – monitoring the boy without a break, preventing disasters from happening, walking on tiptoes so as not to destroy all the progress, carrying a pressure of going against his wife...and etcetera.
His wife’s decision to put on a blindfold must have been one of her most stupid ideas ever. Instead of sorting out possible targets depending on Stinky Bun’s decision-making, he had to spread his protective wings over his entire space, which was not small, to put it mildly.
Tears started to pile up in the corner of Ying Xiong’s eyes when he felt the inattentive attitude seeping out of his daddy, imagining the words that would always follow afterwards: If you are going to break something, learn how to fix it first.