official.

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just have to save it for later when he’s hungry.

/“Do you want to see if the cat is friendly?”/ Jingyi looked at Lan Zhan and seemed to vibrate in place as his uncle got a warm towel to wipe down his hand and face.

After using some pan lids to cover their leftover food, they went to meet the cat

then we can check up on the cat.”/

Jingyi took a very long time to finish his dinner since he was so distracted from the fluffy black blob that finally came out from under the couch.

Lan Zhan cut his losses with a sigh, Jingyi barely ate half his food and wasn’t interested in finishing it, he’ll

the couch to sniff the heavenly smell of food before taking a big ol’ chomp of it. He came to find out that it was just plain shredded chicken and rice with no seasoning what so ever but it was delicious.

“*GASP* maomi,” He heard the tiny voice of Jingyi whisper.

/“Finish your dinner first and

he place himself as the blue ranger.

Wei Ying didn’t realizes he was crawling until he noticed that the bowl Lan Zhan left for him was less than two inch away from his kitty face. He can feel his stomach grumble as his hunger caching up to him from lack of eating that day.

He came out from under

“CHICKEN!”

“Good job.” Lan Zhan said as Jingyi giggled happily.

Wei Ying hears the scraping of chairs on tile as the two of them sat down (he assumed Lan Zhan helps Jingyi into his chair) to eat dinner.

Jingyi was babbling on what Wei Ying assumed was his own original story on power rangers since

Jingyi looked up at him with big eyes and mouth slightly agape, the english word for ‘jīeòu’ sitting right there in his forehead right between his eyebrows.

“Chi-phen.” Jingyi had finally said.

“Chicken,”

“CHIPHEN!”

“Chicken,”

“CHIPHEN!”

“Chick-“

“CHICK-“

“-en,”

“-EN,”

“Chicken.”

back up to serve dinner for Jingyi and himself.

Jingyi came running back from the bathroom, /“What’d ya make?”/ he asked, /“I cooked your favorite-”/

“JĪEÒU?!” Jingyi finish Lan Zhan’s sentence excitedly.

“Mn, can you tell me what’s it called in english?” Lan Zhan asked in english.

The light ‘pitter patter’ of Jingyi’s feet faded away as the sound of heaver, slower footsteps got closer to Wei Ying.

He see a pair of open toed, bunny head slipper feet appear as Lan Zhan bend his knees to put down an old tea towel before putting down a bowl that smells amazing before standing

"/For the cat?/ There was a pause from Lan Zhan, like he was gently thinking over on what to say, "/I'm afraid the cat might get scared and scratch you./“

"/He wouldn’t!/“

“/But he might, he doesn’t know us that well, give him some space for now and go wash up, it’s dinner time./‘

too quiet, and I got worry./"

'ha.' Wei Ying can relate, one time when he checked in on his A-Yuan when he was a little too quiet and his radish has found his way into the flour and was "making bread" on his kitchen floor. Oh, what a fun mess he had to clean up.

He missed his radish.

because all three times whenever Jingyi kneeled down to look at him from his place underneath the couch, this time, Jingyi was holding a stuffed penguin wearing a rainbow hat and matching scarf.

“/Gege, how do you know I was looking at the cat?/“ Jingji asked now further away.

"/You were a little

“Jingyi,” Lan Zhan said for the third time.

“Ooh,” was the sound Jingyi makes before running off again with the “pitter patter” of his feet for the third time.

For what was probably an hour, Jingyi has been playing with a variety of rocket ships, cars, and stuffed animals.

Wei Ying knows this

((So sorry for dropping this fic for like 2 months, gave myself the 2 for 1 special burnout and writer’s block and than work got busy so my mentally was :p the entire time, anyways enjoy the fic update lmao))