Then she remembered—Xiao Yan hadn’t bought her a bunny toilet basin for home or the office.
Su Su: This is mortifying.
The moment they entered the office, she launched from Xiao Yan’s arms. With hamster-agility, she bolted into the lounge bathroom, slammed the door, and locked it.
Su Su: These stubby legs just broke world records.
Xiao Yan heard a thump—his arms now empty. Huh. Self-sufficient bathroom skills too? He eyed the locked door. Even locks it. What can’t she do?
Mission accomplished, Su Su flushed (a feat in itself), and opened the door—to find Xiao Yan waiting.
“Knew you needed the toilet. Clever girl.” His gaze swept her skirt. Clean. Good.
Su Su sat primly, tilting her head: Why aren’t you carrying me?
Xiao Yan crouched, hand outstretched. Su Su hopped in instantly.
He wiped her paws with a damp cloth before settling her on his desk. “Stay here quietly, alright?”
Su Su nodded, curling into a polite fluff-ball. Won’t disturb you~
Xiao Yan kissed her forehead. “Good bunny.”
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Nap Time
They say focused men are attractive—but Su Su yawned, asleep in minutes. Full belly = naptime.
Noticing the silence, Xiao Yan glanced over. The little lump was sound asleep.
He lifted her gently onto his lap, produced a tiny blanket (where?!), and tucked her in.
Su Su sighed, melting into a pancake-sprawl across his thighs.
Xiao Yan’s lips twitched. Ball → pancake. Impressive.
Watching the pink puff sleep, his eyes softened. Work felt… less tedious with her warmth against him.
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Su Su woke blearily, smacking her lips.
Xiao Yan’s amused voice floated down: “Didn’t know my rabbit slept so… heroically.”
Su Su glimpsed her sprawled limbs—and recoiled into a tight ball.
He poked her cotton-tail. “Hiding now? Too late—I’ve seen it all.”
Whap! Her paw batted his finger. Don’t touch my tail!
Slapped by his own rabbit, Xiao Yan feigned hurt. “Little rabbit, you hit me.” His voice dipped, wounded.
Su Su’s ears flicked. She turned her back, ignoring him.
Xiao Yan grinned at her sulky fluff-ball form. Adorable.
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