Husband…?
Ji Yanxing’s brain buzzed, echoing with a roar like a volcanic eruption or a stampede of cats.
Husband.
Him… did he just call him…?
The cheek pressed against his palm felt slightly cool, like holding a soft, smooth dollop of cream. At this moment, Mi Su looked up at him innocently, just like a small animal actively showing weakness.
Anyone who would get angry at such a delicate and beautiful face would truly be wicked.
Ji Yanxing wanted to warn him not to call him that.
Snap.
The inhibitor bracelet on the alpha’s wrist cracked, and the pheromones hissed as they leaked out.
Before Mi Su could curiously sniff the air, Ji Yanxing withdrew his hand with a dark expression, grabbed his coat, swiftly put it on, and tossed out a “Wait here” before quickly heading upstairs to fetch a new bracelet and inhibitor patches.
Mrs. Ji smiled mysteriously.
That stubborn son of hers—pheromones never lie!
Mr. Ji nodded in agreement.
“Well done, little Susu! Let him put on his own clothes!”
The couple circled around the little cat like doting monarchs applauding. While other families might practice tough love, their household was all about praise and adoration.
Who said cats don’t behave well?
This cat was just perfect!
Cats naturally possess the fine quality of “when the leader picks up food, I spin the table,” and Mi Su saw nothing wrong with it.
Mi Su turned his head. The cat-like pupils, revealed under the influence of the pheromones, quickly returned to normal, and a faint, mischievous smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Although Kitty didn’t fully understand the specific meaning of “husband,” he discovered that Husband tasted like chewable wood sticks. It made his teeth itch.
Providing food, drink, and something to gnaw on? What a great deal!
As long as they didn’t lock him up in a mental institution, this was much more comfortable than enduring the hardships of the wilderness, never knowing when his next meal would be.
The omega happily got into the car and began watching the scenery.
Ji Yanxing, feeling increasingly downcast as his personal image crumbled one piece at a time, glanced out of the corner of his eye at Mi Su’s round head. His brown hair was smooth, resembling rich, sweet chocolate.
“Don’t sleep in the closet,” he blurted out almost involuntarily.
Mi Su turned those honey-colored eyes on him again and said seriously, “No! There’s danger.”
“…”
A grown man afraid to sleep alone?
Ji Yanxing didn’t understand why he was engaging in conversation with this little fool, whose brain seemed about the size of a Ferrero Rocher hazelnut. But he still asked, “How could my home be dangerous?”
Mi Su stared at him intently.
That look was entirely that of a cat sizing up its human, with a hint of disdain.
A petite omega somehow managed to unsettle a nearly 190cm tall alpha. “Tch, spit it out if you have something to say.”
“So, besides providing food and drink, husbands also have this function…” Mi Su naturally lifted his chin, appearing to consider whether to grant him the opportunity. “You want to protect me?”
Ji Yanxing: “…”
Is he… flirting with me?
How can someone with such an innocent face flirt so seamlessly? Even seasoned players in the romance department couldn’t pull that off.
Ji Yanxing evaded the topic: “Have you watched too many kidnapping movies? No one gets suddenly attacked in such a large villa. This is the Federation, after all.”
As if on cue, the car radio chimed in—
[Breaking news at noon: Yesterday at 1 a.m., a man armed with a knife broke into a residence, leaving three people seriously injured…]
The omega frowned slightly. “Hmph, everyone should sleep in caves to be safe. Humans really have no sense of danger!”
Ji Yanxing finally realized that Mi Su’s train of thought was completely different from normal people’s—he was practically a wild little animal.
Arguing was pointless.
He had no choice but to compromise. “…I’ll protect you.”
Mi Su narrowed his eyes.
In his view, the alpha before him had already earned the three honorary titles of “Fully Automatic Feeder,” “Human-shaped Matatabi Chew Toy,” and “Sea Urchin Prince.”
He nodded seriously and then awarded Ji Yanxing the glorious medal of “Loyal Sentinel Guarding the Territory.”
Praisingly, he said, “Husband, you’re doing very well.”
The tone was a bit strange.
It usually appeared afterwards, when an omega gently comforts an alpha who’s lost all confidence.
Ji Yanxing: “.”
His feelings were subtle.
·
Arriving at the hotel venue.
Ji Yanxing was the famous young master of the Ji Group and would eventually take over his father’s responsibilities. Not long after entering, many people came over to offer toasts and mingle.
But today was very different.
The aloof and proud President Ji had actually brought an exceptionally dazzling omega.
Dressed in a golden-brown satin blazer that made his skin appear fair and luminous, with an innocent and fearless look in his eyes, he stood there like a little British noble prince from the last century.
At first glance, his demeanor seemed even prouder than Ji Yanxing’s.
Soon, the toasts were also directed towards the young master of the Mi family.
Ji Yanxing frowned, forbidding him from drinking alcohol. All drinks were replaced with apple juice, and he reminded Mi Su to just take a small sip; he didn’t need to show respect to everyone.
Mi Su remained calm and composed, a trace of cold mockery flashing across his slightly chubby cheeks. “Hah, as if I needed you to tell me?”
When cats were stirring up storms on the grasslands, humans were probably just learning how to make fire by drilling wood!
Ji Yanxing: “…”
“Well, Yanxing, brought your significant other to the event?” A lazy, teasing voice sounded as a flamboyant alpha walked over from not far away.
It was his friend, Hua Yunlian, the CEO of the Hua Group.
Ji Yanxing didn’t admire or befriend many people. The reason this showy guy, who was his complete opposite in style, could hang out with him was that Hua Yunlian had someone he liked. Even after that person became his sister-in-law, Hua Yunlian persisted, silently pining after them.
Ji Yanxing respected people who were devoted in matters of the heart.
“Don’t talk nonsense. We haven’t registered the marriage yet.”
Clinking glasses, Hua Yunlian raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
“It’s just a business marriage alliance. There’s no need for introductions. Those who need to know will find out…” Ji Yanxing was indifferent, but the next moment, the person beside him was gone.
His heart tightened, and he looked up to see the omega standing in front of the buffet table, biting his finger in hesitation—
Then, without warning, he grabbed a whole mangosteen with its shell and stuffed it into his mouth!
Crunch!
Mi Su was stunned, his little mouth stained purple.
He spat out the bitter peel with disgust, looking annoyed. He raised his hand, ready to smash the treacherous mangosteen that had betrayed him to pieces!
A slender, large hand snatched away the mangosteen, which had only suffered external injuries to its peel.
“…Are you an idiot?” Ji Yanxing pressed gently, peeled off the shell, and offered it to him. “Or did others always serve you before?”
The white, tender flesh was intact, plump segments clinging closely together.
But Mi Su reacted as if facing a great enemy, his whole body trembling.
“No…”
He retreated in small steps, shaking his head repeatedly. The once proud young master now looked on the verge of tears, as if enduring some unbearable shock.
He lifted his eyes, tears shimmering in his frightened gaze, pleading, “…Don’t eat little cat paws.”
Ji Yanxing was taken aback: “?”
What on earth is inside this delicate creature’s head.
“Cats are very good animals…” Mi Su spoke, growing increasingly sad, a slight choke in his voice as he cried out, “Humans are bad!”
For every mangosteen humans eat, a little cat loses its tiny paws!
He turned around, ready to flee this blood-soaked place.
Mi Su didn’t want to see those round, deep-purple fruits yielding black cat paws, orange cat paws, or milk-tea-colored cat paws again.
Ji Yanxing’s long arm reached out, pulling him back.
He picked up a piece of the flesh with a small silver fork and swiftly popped it into Mi Su’s mouth.
Mi Su: Chew, chew, chew with tears in his eyes
This texture…
It’s fruit.
The look of doubt and fear slowly faded from the omega’s face. His cheeks puffed out, and he stared blankly at Ji Yanxing, finally retracting his tears. He was completely like a child who needed comforting.
Suppressing the urge to pinch his cheek, Ji Yanxing raised an eyebrow and asked, “Still bad?”
Mi Su remained sullen and silent.
The cat had lost face and felt a bit awkward.
From Ji Yanxing’s height, looking down, he couldn’t fully see the omega’s lowered face. The clearest features were the pert little nose tip and the w-shaped curve of his lips.
Like a little cat.
A cat mouth.
The alpha narrowed his dark eyes. His usually cold, handsome face relaxed slightly, suddenly revealing a hint of a smile.
“Remember to spit out the seeds and wipe your mouth.”
Mi Su turned to forage for more food, baring his teeth: “Don’t need you to tell me!”
The venue was vast. The omega ran around everywhere, eating to his heart’s content. This hunting-like feeling put the cat in a wonderful mood. Every bite of food that entered his mouth was the result of the cat’s diligent search!
Mi Su ate until he felt a bit overwhelmed by the carbs and wanted to find something to finish his meal.
His gaze landed on the pieces of Mexican-style creamy roasted corn.
On a deserted balcony on the second floor, a slender omega quietly appeared, looking around.
The next moment, a palm-sized chocolate daifuku appeared.
The cat had discovered an even more delicious way to eat.
That was to transform back into his true form to enjoy it!
A cat’s canine teeth are more developed. The little creature pounced, chomping down on the corn with an “Awoo!” Like a hardworking farmer tilling the land backwards, he worked so diligently that his little nose wrinkled with effort.
Sweet corn kernels flew about, all swept into his mouth by a pink little cat tongue!
The cat squinted his eyes, utterly absorbed, completely unaware of a single corn kernel stuck to his little nose.
“Mew mew mew…”
—Eating blissfully!