But for now, she couldn’t tell Su Su the truth.
As they waited for the god vessel, Su Su studied her surroundings. Well, everything looks expensive… at least I’ll be comfortable.
Minutes dragged. No one came. Su Su’s eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted asleep.
She woke groggily to voices nearby.
“Sir, this rabbit was sent by Madam. She said it’ll… keep you company.” A man’s voice—nervous.
“Oh? Truly?” Xiao Yan’s reply was deep, magnetic. Su Su’s ears warmed. His voice is unfairly nice…
“Madam also insisted you keep it permanently. No giving it away… or discarding it.” The man—Fang Yu—watched Xiao Yan cautiously.
Xiao Yan’s gaze drifted to the cage. Inside, a small bunny huddled, fur pink-white and cloud-fluffy. Crimson eyes blinked sleepily above a pink nose. Long ears drooped adorably.
But what caught his eye: a perfect heart marked her forehead—a small patch of darker fur.
Interesting.
He opened the cage, lifted Su Su out, and stroked her back. So soft.
Ding! *Xiao Yan’s favorability +3. Current favorability: 3.*
Su Su nuzzled obediently into his palm.
Fang Yu gaped.
Noticing, Xiao Yan smiled. “Leave us.”
Fang Yu fled.
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Five peaceful minutes passed. Then Su Su squirmed. Starving! Haven’t eaten all day!
She stared pleadingly at Xiao Yan.
He paused his work. “Why that look? Hungry?”
Su Su nodded frantically.
Xiao Yan’s brow arched. “Oh? You understand me?”
Su Su instantly froze, staring blankly ahead. …Who? What? No idea.
Amused, Xiao Yan squeezed her paw. “What do rabbits eat? Carrots?”
Carrots! The word sparked instinctual craving. She bobbed her head. Yes!
“Not pretending now, are you?” He chuckled. Greedy little thing.
Ten minutes later, Su Su hunched on his desk, devouring a “premium organic” carrot Fang Yu bought. So crunchy! So sweet! Heavenly!
Xiao Yan traced her cheek. “Eating my carrots makes you my rabbit. No running off.”
Su Su nodded vigorously. Never!
He ruffled her fur and returned to work.
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At exactly 6 PM, Xiao Yan closed his laptop and scooped up a dozing Su Su.
“Come. Shopping time.”
Su Su wilted. …Do I get a choice?
(Spoiler: No.)
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152