All My Colleagues Are Animals 28p2

Chapter 28 p2

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At the entrance of the residential complex, the security guard and her little black cat were standing watch together. The little black cat was “meow-meowing” and rubbing its head against the security guard’s hand.

Pei Rong’s heart relaxed at the sight.

She had long known that this little black cat was one of her own kind, with the ability to transform into a human. It seemed it had already made up with its owner.

At the same time as she felt gratified, sour bubbles began to rise in her heart.

Other people raise little cats, and the little cats are so clingy.

She, a little panda, is raising a human. When will the human take the initiative to come and cuddle?

The troubled Pei the Red Panda followed her human to the large supermarket in the complex, and soon cast aside this sourness.

Because the entrance to the supermarket was the fruit section.

All kinds of ripe fruits gave off a rich fragrance specifically designed to tempt red pandas. When it filled her nose, her tongue seemed to be able to taste that sweet flavor, luring Pei the Red Panda to unconsciously walk in that direction.

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed by the human, and her steps were forced into a turn.

Ye Qingyu gently circled the woman’s slender wrist through her clothes. Seeing that Pei Rong didn’t show any resistance, she tightened her grip a little and didn’t let go.

She felt that if she didn’t keep a close watch like this, Boss Pei would take advantage of her inattention to cause a scene at the fruit-tasting section, and by then, it would surely be too late.

The sugar-deprived Pei the Red Panda was led by the wrist by the young woman, occasionally looking back with longing.

She felt that life would never be happy again.

When they reached the vegetable section, Ye Qingyu saw the bamboo shoots for sale.

She remembered Doctor Liu saying that day that eating more bamboo shoots would help Boss Pei’s stomach recover.

The bamboo shoots here looked quite tender. She immediately took a plastic bag and began to pick the best-looking ones.

“!”

Pei the Red Panda’s peach blossom eyes widened at her side.

Ye Qingyu said she was making “delicious things.” Does she mean bamboo shoots?

She’s not going to treat me to sweet and sour pork with pineapple or lychee-stewed shrimp anymore?

Her beautiful fantasy instantly collapsed.

“I don’t want to eat this, Ye Qingyu.”

Her brow furrowed, and she unconsciously leaned against the young woman’s shoulder, like a red panda habitually leaning against a tree.

Feeling the warm weight suddenly fall on her shoulder, Ye Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat.

Her throat tightened, and she coaxed in a gentle voice, “Why don’t you give it a try? I’ll try my best to make it delicious.”

—The human has finally gotten tired of the red panda. She’s not obedient anymore, not doting anymore.

Pei the Red Panda let go of Ye the Little Tree and became melancholic on her own.

Leaving the supermarket, Ye Qingyu looked at her beautiful boss, who was once again puffed up like a red-panda-shaped pufferfish. She couldn’t help but tug on the woman’s sleeve and smiled.

“I’m not kidding. I really will make you something delicious.”

Returning home, Ye Qingyu placed the ingredients from the supermarket in the kitchen and quickly started to cook.

She washed the bamboo shoots and set them aside.

She then placed a clean pan on the stove and turned on the heat.

Looking down, she suddenly realized she hadn’t put on an apron. It must have been washed last weekend.

Worried about getting oil on her clothes, she casually turned off the heat, then turned to face her beautiful boss, who was leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed, watching her cook. She said in a gentle voice:

“Boss Pei, please wait a moment. I’ll just go put on an apron.”

The young woman’s footsteps gradually faded, leaving only Pei Rong, a little panda, in the kitchen.

She was silent for a few seconds, then her ears slowly perked up.

The evil bamboo shoots were lying quietly on the counter in front.

She had been eating this food for a whole week. Even her dreams were of sentient bamboo shoots chasing a red panda. And the human still wanted to continue feeding her bamboo shoots. It was truly too much.

Pei the Red Panda licked her teeth. In the empty kitchen, her animal instincts flared up, and she decided to transform into a ferocious beast.

—And fiercely boil the bamboo shoots.

She took a clean, empty bowl from the side, filled it with water, and poured it into the pan. After adding about the right amount, she inexpertly imitated the human and turned on the heat.

When white bubbles began to form inside, she stared for a few seconds, then dumped the entire plate of bamboo shoots in.

The poor raw bamboo shoots are being cooked at high temperature. They should be thoroughly cooked now.

Ye Qingyu won’t be able to make her, a little panda, eat them anymore.

Pei Rong’s red lips curled slightly. Staring at the pan, she revealed the dangerous and pleased expression of a small beast after committing a misdeed.

“I’m back.”

Ye Qingyu, having tied on her red panda apron, returned to the kitchen and found that Boss Pei was actually standing by the lit stove.

Her pupils trembled, and she walked over in a few steps.

She skillfully turned off the heat, then looked her beautiful boss up and down. “Boss Pei, are you okay?”

Pei Rong blinked her peach blossom eyes and answered with an air of profound mystery, “I’m fine. The bamboo shoots are not.”

Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned.

She turned her head to look in the pan and saw the bamboo shoots neatly boiling in the water.

Her eyelashes slowly blinked.

A warmth spread through her heart, and she was instantly moved.

The young miss looks like she’s never touched a drop of water in her life, but unexpectedly, she would take the initiative to lighten my burden and help me boil the bamboo shoots while I was away.

And, it looks like she did a pretty good job…

Ye Qingyu tested it with a spatula. The tenderness was just right.

She turned back, impressed, and did not spare her praise. “Thank you, Boss Pei. You cooked them very well.”

Pei the Red Panda blinked, not understanding.

How did I get praised for doing something bad?

The human must be doting on her, a little panda.

Pei Rong understood and accepted the praise with a certain pleasure.

“This dish is made by first boiling the bamboo shoots in water, and then drizzling a special sauce over them. I think you’ll like it.”

The human said, scooping the bamboo shoots out with a slotted spoon onto a plate to set aside. She then searched for seasonings to prepare the sauce.

“…Huh?”

Pei Rong forgot to blink.

For a red panda who had been gnawing on raw bamboo shoots for over twenty years, her worldview suddenly collapsed at this moment.

So humans like to eat boiled bamboo shoots.

She had actually, by a strange twist of fate, fueled the arrogant flames of the bamboo shoots.

In her shock, Ye Qingyu had already stir-fried the sauce, and a plate of fragrant bamboo shoots was served steaming hot on the dining table.

Pei the Red Panda stood frozen in place, her peach blossom eyes filled with melancholy.

She finally knew why her mating season was so late—

People all say a full belly leads to lewd thoughts. She, a little panda, hadn’t been eating enough fruit lately, and her heart was also cold. Of course she wouldn’t go into heat.

Feeling wronged, her peripheral vision caught a long-handled fork in the utensil rack next to her. A thought suddenly struck her, and she reached out and took the fork.

Then she looked at Ye Qingyu and the plate of bamboo shoots through the fork tines, which were like iron bars.

—Pretending to have locked the human and the bamboo shoots in a little panda prison. From now on, they would be punished daily by the kneading of a little panda’s paws, just as Ye Qingyu had kneaded her furry ears.

Pei the Red Panda thought with a sulky anger.