All My Colleagues Are Animals 19

Chapter 19

The beautiful boss walked past the work area without a sideways glance and went straight into her office.

Ye Qingyu, a beat later, pulled back her trailing gaze.

Her colleagues were in the midst of a heated discussion about the plot of Shui Zhu’s new story.

“I think, given how sinister humans are, the story won’t develop like this later on.”

Wu Shu, sitting directly across from Ye Qingyu, had a cool and distant expression. She said with an air of profound mystery, “Between a human and a red panda, it’s not a sure thing that the one who gets rubbed until they cry won’t be the red panda.”

Gu Yue, chewing on a dried fish, said indistinctly, “But this story is strictly adapted from real life. Don’t tell me you’re projecting your former master and yourself onto it?”

Nian Qiu’s eyes lit up. “What, so the little panther has been rubbed until she cried before?”

As if remembering something, a sharp, embarrassed anger appeared in Wu Shu’s jade-green eyes. She gritted her teeth, “How is that possible? My former master was a complete and utter bad woman, a liar. I would never let her…”

Ye Qingyu unintentionally overheard this conversation, and her heart skipped a beat.

So… so being a woman’s dog is that popular nowadays?

Not just Jin Can, but even the cool and proud-looking Wu Shu has had a master!

Gu Yue sighed and shook her head. “Little panther, you’re just all talk. Deep down, you’re secretly missing her, aren’t you? Why not learn from me? I never look for women.”

“I always look for my own kind—clear-eyed, sharp-beaked females, for a fresh, passionate romance.”

Gu Yue felt an urge to flap her wings, but she was in human form, so she could only move her arms around.

“By my count, I’ve had about ten relationships…”

Jin Can’s puppy-dog eyes widened in surprise. “That many?”

Gu Yue swallowed her dried fish and sighed. “Yup. I broke up with my last one because I clamped the neighbor’s goose, and she got angry. Who knows if she had a thing for that goose.”

Ye Qingyu had never expected that her colleagues had love lives as colorful and splendid as their hair.

And besides role-playing, it seemed some of them had certain human/beast predilections.

It was truly a sight to behold.

Right, then what about Boss Pei…

The moment this thought appeared in her mind, she happened to hear her colleagues start talking about their beautiful boss.

“Aiya, didn’t Sister Rong also used to be with a human…”

“Yeah, yeah…”

The colleagues sighed, their words vague, revealing no information.

Ye Qingyu felt a scratch at her heart, an itch that wouldn’t go away.

Just as she was straining her ears to listen, Bai Shuang’s voice suddenly came from behind her—

“Ye Qingyu, Sister Rong wants you in her office.”

After waiting all morning, the imperial edict had finally arrived.

Ye Qingyu paused slightly, then immediately cast aside her gossiping thoughts and got up to go to the office.

“Boss Pei, you were looking for me.”

The beautiful boss sat in her office chair, silent for a moment.

Her peach blossom eyes, looking over, were clear and deep, as if brewing something. The tip of her nose was red and trembled slightly.

In the seconds that they stared at each other in silence, Ye Qingyu’s heart also seemed to gradually sink to the bottom of the sea.

Is Boss Pei brewing an emotional storm?

After a moment, the woman finally moved—

She covered her lips and let out a slow yawn. Her peach blossom eyes filled with a misty haze, and a bit of moisture spilled from the corners.

So she was just brewing a yawn.

Ye Qingyu’s heart relaxed, and she inexplicably wanted to laugh.

After finishing her yawn, Pei Rong propped up her chin, glanced at the few mangosteens on her desk, and said lazily with a tilt of her head:

“Ye Qingyu, peel me some mangosteens.”

The internet said that when raising a puppy, one must pay attention to training its obedience.

That day, Ye Qingyu, without any command, had freely played with and kneaded her furry ears. She didn’t even stop when told to. She was not obedient at all, as if she were about to tear the house down.

Where did that leave her, Pei the Red Panda’s, prestige?

But the internet also said that drinking makes people indulgent. Perhaps it was the fault of the wine, not the person.

Pei the Red Panda decided to grudgingly give the human a chance.

Of course, this had nothing to do with her craving mangosteens when she woke up this morning.

“I want to eat mangosteens.”

She repeated her demand, unable to stop herself from licking her teeth, already imagining the taste.

Her tone was like a small animal rushing its keeper to put out food.

Looking into those peach blossom eyes, so full of pure expectation, Ye Qingyu suddenly felt that all her tossing and turning these past two days had been completely unnecessary.

Boss Pei was a person who didn’t need to be second-guessed. She said what she meant, and she expressed what she wanted.

It was very domineering, yet also so straightforward and frank that it was cute.

Ye Qingyu’s heart itched slightly. She lowered her lashes and, helpless, reached for a mangosteen.

I’ll just… I’ll just consider this an apology for getting drunk.

Mmm, so obedient.

As expected, she, Pei the Red Panda, is majestic and a master of human training. If she says east, the human would never dare to go west.

Pei Rong’s lips curled in satisfaction. The dangerous intuition that had arisen from being held and having her ears rubbed that day suddenly dissipated.

The young woman’s slender, fair hands with their well-defined knuckles looked good doing anything. Now, as she nimbly peeled the mangosteen, her fingertips stained with a bit of rosy juice, she looked even more beautiful and eye-catching.

Pei the Red Panda stared intently, her heart starting to itch.

These hands were born to serve her, a little red panda…

“It’s ready.”

Ye Qingyu held the mangosteen by its convenient stem and carefully handed it to Pei Rong.

Pei the Red Panda took it, leaned back in her office chair, and began to eat it slowly, enjoying it immensely.

When she bit into the snow-white flesh of the mangosteen, her small, sharp canines were particularly prominent.

“Peel me another one.”

The woman’s pleased voice sounded, moist and soaked with the sweet juice of the mangosteen.

“…Oh, okay.”

Ye Qingyu agreed, the corners of her lips unconsciously curving up as she continued to carefully peel another mangosteen.

In a daze, she suddenly felt a sense of stability and familiarity.

As if she herself had once willingly served someone just like this.

But… how could that be possible?

Her past, unremarkable life had never included any deep interpersonal relationships.

After eating her fill of mangosteens, Pei the Red Panda announced, “You can stop peeling now.”

“Mhm.”

The human was so obedient that it made Pei the Red Panda’s heart itch. She couldn’t help but want to give her a reward.

So, after Ye Qingyu had wiped her juice-stained fingertips clean with a tissue, she blinked her peach blossom eyes. “Ye Qingyu, I’ll allow you to wipe my mouth too.”

Ye Qingyu looked up, not understanding, and saw that the corners of Boss Pei’s rosy lips were moist with mangosteen juice.

Her fingertips froze, and her breathing tightened. “Boss… Boss Pei…”

Tsk, what a useless human.

Getting so happy she’s stuttering just because she gets to wipe a little panda’s mouth?

Pei the Red Panda let out a pleased chuckle, not stingy with her promise. “There will be more rewards in the future.”

Ye Qingyu: “…”

I am not being her dog, I just owe the young miss too much from last Saturday—

Ye Qingyu managed to mentally prepare herself, then pulled out another tissue and leaned over to gently wipe the corners of the woman’s mouth.

Like a small animal being served, Boss Pei tilted her head back and squinted her eyes in comfort, her long, reddish-brown curls brushing fluffily against her fair cheeks.

Watching this, Ye Qingyu unconsciously relaxed, a smile floating in her eyes.

Her beautiful boss is really like a red panda.

“Boss Pei, I’ll head back to my desk now.”

“Wait, I have something for you.”

Pei Rong took out an exquisite, rectangular box from her drawer. Her gaze swept over the young woman’s long, snow-white neck, her expression growing more and more pleased. “You can look at it when you get back to your desk.”

Ye Qingyu paused, then took it with both hands. “Thank you, Boss Pei.”

She sat back down at her desk and, seeing that her colleagues were all busy slacking off, she gently opened the box.

Inside lay a beautiful leather collar.

The reddish-brown leather was warm and smooth, entwined with an obsidian-like chain. At the clasp was a bamboo-leaf-shaped gem pendant, engraved with the character “Rong.”

It was elegant, yet erotic.

“…” Ye Qingyu’s eyes widened, her pupils constricting.

Before she could recover from her shock, she heard the crackle-crackle of a package being opened next to her, followed by Jin Can saying, “My old collar was sent back!”

She happily put it on, murmuring to herself, “Aww, it’s the first collar my master gave me. It even has her name on it. Back then, I was her favorite little dog…”

Snap. Ye Qingyu’s breath hitched, and she slammed the box shut as if out of guilt.