Beast World: From Villainess to Cub-Raising Chef novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The Joy of Raising a Rabbit

"Need any help?" Lu Tingyan’s voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

Bai Su instinctively looked at him, then quickly averted her eyes, flustered. "N-Not yet. Just a minute."

Lu Tingyan’s eyes flickered. He moved closer, wrapping his arms around her from behind as she was chopping vegetables. "Why is your face so red? Are you not feeling well?"

Bai Su grew even more sheepish. "It’s nothing, it’s just too hot in the kitchen..."

Whenever the little rabbit lied, her ears would twitch uncontrollably.

Lu Tingyan kissed her rabbit ear, a hint of a smile in his eyes. "Is that so? Your heart is beating very fast, too..."

The air was filled with the scent of honey peaches; there was no way she could fool a tall Snow Wolf with his keen sense of smell.

His gaze darkened a few shades as he suddenly pinned her against the kitchen counter. "Susu, want to try it with me?"

Bai Su noticed the change in his body, and her face turned an even deeper shade of red. "L-Let’s cook first."

Lu Tingyan’s husky voice whispered in her ear, "It won’t interfere. You do your thing, and I’ll do mine."

He gave the little rabbit’s ear a gentle nip.

She let out a cry. With a soft POP, her rabbit tail emerged from behind her. One of her ears flopped down in embarrassment, covering her eyes. "W-Wait a second, I... I..."

"Just try it. It’ll feel good."

"But the children are still..."

"Don’t worry. At this hour, they wouldn’t wake up even if the sky fell."

...

By the time the big Snow Wolf finished bathing the little rabbit and carried her out, her rabbit ears were still trembling. If she hadn’t been starving, she would have collapsed into bed and fallen asleep immediately.

Lu Tingyan knew he had gone too far and didn’t dare say a word. He obediently cupped the little rabbit in his hands, placed her in the kitchen, and let her direct Yodel in making dinner.

When Yodel saw the palm-sized Dutch Rabbit in her beast form, he was almost dumbstruck.

He stole a glance at his leader, who was looking languid and smugly satisfied, and was inwardly speechless.

’As expected, the leader has his own pace.’

’That whole "allergic to females" thing was just an excuse. Those old men worrying about the leader’s marriage was completely pointless!’

Lu Tingyan placed the little rabbit on the table and pointed to the stove. "Yodel, you cook. Follow Susu’s instructions."

The little rabbit’s mouth moved, her voice extremely hoarse. "It’s very simple. Just make a bowl of noodles."

Yodel almost didn’t recognize Bai Su’s voice.

Normally, Bai Su spoke in a bright, crisp manner. Her voice was full of energy, like a little sun.

But hearing it now, it was terribly hoarse and carried a certain indescribable, lingering sensuality. Though the speaker was oblivious, the listener was not, and it was all too easy to let one’s imagination run wild.

But Yodel had served Lu Tingyan for decades and accompanied him on countless battlefields; he naturally knew what was and wasn’t appropriate to think about.

He quickly lowered his head respectfully. "Of course, Miss Bai. You can just speak softly, I can hear you."

The more he said that, the more uncomfortable Bai Su became.

She cleared her throat. "Y-You... pour some water into the pot first. While it’s coming to a boil, peel a snow pear into a stewing bowl and mash it up a bit with a rolling pin."

Yodel nodded. After doing as he was told, he began rapidly mashing the pear pieces with the rolling pin.

His movements were so fast that Lu Tingyan, who was watching from the side, suddenly let out a low chuckle.

Bai Su, of course, knew exactly what image had popped into his head. She kicked him in annoyance and shot him a warning glare before saying to Yodel, "Not so fast... just mash it gently."

Yodel paused, stopped what he was doing, and held the stewing bowl out to Bai Su. "Miss Bai, it’s gotten all bubbly. Is this normal?"

He hadn’t been paying attention. He’d gone so fast that the pear pieces were mashed into a sticky, spattering pulp. A layer of bubbles floated on the surface of the juice, and it didn’t look edible at all.

"Pfft..." Lu Tingyan let out another low chuckle, his Adam’s apple bobbing sensually.

An image quickly flashed through Bai Su’s mind, and she was so mortified that she instinctively wrapped both her ears around her little face, covering her eyes. "Throw it out! Throw it out!"

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