Lop-eared Guard ( Official Translation)

48

Lop-Eared Guard – 48

17th Nov 2022

By: Fel, Jie

The bedroom door was gently opened. Wrapped up tight in his pyjamas, Yan Yi stood at the door on the carpet and look at at the two of them in shock. 

The little spider omega held in his cry and sobbed as he looked back at Yan Yi.

He stared blankly for a few seconds, then weakly stretched out his small hand towards Yan Yi.

Yan Yi widened his eyes before hesitantly reaching out to hold the child from Shao Wenjing’s arms.

“Bunny.” Shao Wenchi hugged Yan Yi’s neck, his tender little face rubbing against the crevasse of Yan Yi’s neck.

Yan Yi’s dull eyes brightened gently. He patted the little baby in his arms as he slowly released soft soothing pheromones and gently coaxed, “Don’t cry.”

“Mm,” Shao Wenchi obediently pursed his lips, pouting his soft white face, and in a small voice, he explained to Yan Yi, “He’s not a bad gege, he doesn’t usually bully people, don’t be afraid of him.”

Shao Wenjing furrowed his brows and gave a slight smile. Holding his arm in a gentlemanly manner, he leaned against the door frame, “Oh, of course. You should remember, I’m a great guy.”

Young master Wenchi suddenly ran over. The chef had made a few more dishes. Shao Wenjing instructed his bodyguards to remove all pheromone traces left by Shao Wenchi outside the manor when he came so as to not give Lu Shangjin a chance to take advantage of it. 

Everything was well arranged. Shao Wenjing turned around in time to see Yan Yi sitting with Wenchi at the dining table. Wenchi was obediently holding a small ceramic spoon to eat while Yan Yi peeled a shrimp, breaking it into two small pieces before placing it in his small bowl. 

Wenchi blinked his big eyes and said thank you in a crisp voice. 

His face, as white as milk-jelly, had a drop of ketchup on it. His pair of dark sparkling eyes set on his little palm-sized face. He and his brother were the same, their eyes both shone with a metallic luster, like a very cute little spider, cluelessly looking at things that intrigued him. 

Yan Yi was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lips and smiled, scooping up a spoonful of corn kernels onto his empty plate, and added two pieces of vegetables. 

Wenchi looked at the vegetables in distress. Feeling embarrassed, he said in a small voice, “This doesn’t taste good.”

Yan Yi held his cheek in one hand and looked at him gently, “It’s good for your body, you won’t get red pimples on your face when you get older. Just eat a little.”

“Hmm.” Wenchi hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth. 

“Good boy.” Yan Yi picked up the vegetable leaves and fed them into Wenchi’s mouth, the tip of his chopsticks scraped the vegetable soup from the corner of his mouth.

Having been praised, Wenchi puffed out his cheeks and his big eyes curved into an arc.

“You spoil him once, and he will need you to feed him everyday in the future.” Shao Wenjing’s shadowy figure appeared leisurely from behind, his hands propping up on the back of Wenchi’s chair. He lowered his head and scolded, “Shao Wenchi, eat by yourself.”

“Hmph, stinky spidey.” Shao Wenchi picked up a shrimp and clumsily peeled at it with his little fingers. Not a moment later, he got ketchup all over the child’s sleeves as he ate with great relish.