Chapter 38: You… Did That Thing Yet?
Luo Luo remembered that he hadn’t eaten yet, so she took the bowl from Ah Jin and carefully fed Midnight some dumplings.
“I want some too, Mistress!”
“Me too!”
“Mommy, I want some as well!”
Ah Cang weakly called out, but his voice was drowned out by Maya’s loud one.
“Princess, I want some too.”
She seemed to say that even though she didn’t understand, she wanted to join in.
Luo Luo looked at the several mouths in front of her, all eagerly waiting to be fed, and her brow twitched.
What was going on today? Why did they suddenly all seem incapable of eating on their own?
Although she was a little unwilling, she still gave everyone a dumpling each, making sure to share equally.
After swallowing, they opened their mouths again, waiting for the second round.
After four or five rounds of dumplings, Luo Luo complained, “If you don’t know how to use chopsticks, then just eat with your hands.”
Feeding them was exhausting—feeding so many mouths was even more tiring.
The workload was huge.
Maya felt most sorry for Luo Luo and took her bowl, saying, “Who wants some? Come to me.”
Xiao Zhan sulkily picked up his chopsticks. “It’s just chopsticks. I can learn.”
Chi Yao followed suit. “Yeah, I can eat on my own.”
He didn’t want to be fed by her. She was too fierce, and he felt a little intimidated.
Ah Jin quietly ate his dumplings by himself, unable to understand why these people were all so fixated on that “evil female.”
Just because the dumplings came from the same pot, did her feeding really make them taste better?
Ridiculous!
Ah Cang, eating without a care in the world, smiled and said, “Delicious, really delicious.”
He wanted to say that the “evil female’s” feeding was even better, but his brother was staring at him, so he didn’t dare.
In the end, only Midnight enjoyed Luo Luo’s feeding from start to finish.
After drinking two sips of dumpling soup, his handsome features relaxed.
He silently thought: being served is just so satisfying.
If every day could be like this, how wonderful it would be.
Luo Luo rubbed her arms and hungrily ate two big bowls of dumplings.
Huh? What did you say? She wasn’t dieting anymore?
She was exhausted—better to eat first and think about that later.
She strung together the remaining pieces of meat and slowly roasted them by the fire.
“What’s that for?” Maya was practically a curious child.
“Roast meat—just a little feast for dinner.”
The beast-people all had big appetites and were used to eating meat.
They hadn’t eaten much dumplings earlier, so they probably weren’t full yet.
Luo Luo placed several skewers around the fire and handed a cooked piece to Maya.
Seeing that she didn’t take it, Luo Luo said, “This is called roast meat—it’s really delicious, you should—”
She used her teeth to pull off a piece of meat and, holding Maya’s head, shoved it into her mouth.
Slurp! Maya tasted her first piece of roast meat in her life.
“This is delicious!”
She happily asked for two more skewers and ate them with joy.
The others followed suit, and Luo Luo rubbed her belly, feeling very satisfied with life at the moment.
“Princess, you’ve changed,” Maya said.
“Hehe, really?” Luo Luo felt a little nervous, afraid that Maya would notice she had changed her mindset.
“Yes, you’ve changed for the better,” Maya said.
In her eyes, the princess had always been good, but now she was even better.
She had thought the princess might not eat well or stay warm outside, but she didn’t expect her to cook and take such good care of everyone.
“The Queen would surely be very pleased to know this.”
“All right, let’s go to sleep,” Luo Luo changed the topic.
She missed her mother a little, but she didn’t say it.
Maya had been so good to her—she was afraid Maya would insist on taking her back.
She couldn’t go back now; she had to take Midnight to see a doctor.
“Mistress, sleep with me tonight,” Chi Yao enthusiastically invited.
“Mistress, I’m afraid of the dark,” Xiao Zhan whined.
“Pah! You big faker!” Maya jumped. “Afraid of the dark? How did you grow this big then?”
“I wasn’t afraid before, but now I am,” Xiao Zhan shamelessly pouted, continuing his act. “Mistress, you even said you’d bathe with me.”
He still remembered what Luo Luo had said in the arena.
“Bath with you? Not a chance!” Maya fumed, reaching to hit him.
But Luo Luo stopped her. “Don’t hit him. He’s sick—still not fully recovered.”
“Sick? Such useless males,” Maya muttered. Which good male got sick so easily?
First it was Midnight, now Xiao Zhan.
Maya looked sympathetically at Luo Luo. The princess really had a hard life, managing this group of “trash.”
Chi Yao, proud of his strong body, suddenly became a bit of a problem.
He thought to himself, maybe he should get a little illness too.
Maya warned him, “Don’t tell me you’re sick too?”
Chi Yao lowered his head guiltily. “Am I not allowed to be sick?”
“Sick, sick, die already!” Maya gritted her teeth and turned away, not wanting to see him.
Chi Yao got another bath tub, since the previous one had been left on the Wild Island.
He filled it with hot water and looked enviously at Xiao Zhan. “Third Brother, can I get your illness?”
He leaned closer. “Maybe you could infect me instead?”
His request wasn’t much—just one bath with the Mistress would be enough.
“You… wishful thinking,” Xiao Zhan said smugly. “Go to sleep. The Mistress is busy tonight.”
“But we mated!” Chi Yao said proudly.
Prideful tiger, really.
Xiao Zhan recalled the scene that day and felt a little secretly jealous.
When Luo Luo washed him, he had switched to his whining mode again.
“Mistress, am I your favorite beast-husband?”
“Whine, whine… it’s okay if I’m not. I’ll always love you, to the death.”
“Mistress, don’t pressure yourself. My requirements aren’t high—just indulge me every now and then.”
“We also don’t have cubs yet. You know my family line has always been single heir—can’t end with me, right?”
Luo Luo rubbed her forehead. Washing him somehow made her feel guilty.
In the beast world, a male without offspring was a big deal.
A male with no heirs was either ugly, weak, or incapable—a low-level beast, mocked by all.
“Uh… let’s talk about that later.”
She couldn’t think of a reason to refuse and planned to stall.
Xiao Zhan said nothing, just kept whining.
“I’ll listen to you, Mistress. If it makes you happy, I’m willing to become heirless.”
He made himself sound pitiful, paired with a weak expression and a face full of bandages.
Anyone would feel a bit of pity.
Luo Luo pressed her lips to his forehead. “You’ll have your cubs.”
As for when… that would be another story.
First, soothe the whiny one.
At this moment, she deeply understood men: soothing women is just soothing—the words don’t mean you actually have to act.
“Everything will be fine,” Luo Luo said, stroking his furry ears.
Xiao Zhan was full of joy, so overwhelmed that his eyes glazed over.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s start now.”
Having children should be done early—many offspring bring many blessings, all relying on hard work while young and strong.
Luo Luo’s “land” had many eyes on it—he had to act fast.
“Mistress, what do you wear when you bathe?”
Xiao Zhan reached out and in a few moves stripped Luo Luo’s clothes.
She covered her chest and couldn’t help but say, “You…”
Such practiced hands, like some perverted man undoing a girl’s bra.
“You and that she-wolf of yours… did you… do that thing?”
Earlier, she thought there was nothing between them, but now she started to suspect.
“That thing?” Xiao Zhan leaned closer, his nose brushing her cheek.
“That thing, yes.”
“That thing… which thing?”
