Become Alpha Marshal's favorite little white rabbit

Yan Tingxue was woken up by the bell of the food delivery service.

The wolf's body was warm and comfortable, and it was so comfortable to lean on. He cried for a while just now, and it took too much energy.

He carefully avoided the wolf fur and propped up his upper body.

The wolf king also closed his eyes, he didn't know if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind, or he was also asleep.

He slept on the outer side, with half of his body hanging in the air, giving most of the space to Yan Tingxue.

For his body type, this sleeping position was too aggrieved.

Yan Tingxue pushed aside the wolf's paws on his waist, stepped over the wolf's body and got off the sofa.

A fluffy tail swept over.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as he moved, the wolf king woke up, watched vigilantly, and raised a hind leg to block his way.

"My takeaway seems to have arrived."

The wolf king's expression softened a little, but he was still a little dissatisfied: "You called me here, why do you want takeaway?"

"I thought you wouldn't come so soon." Yan Tingxue lowered her head to avoid his sight, "Let's eat together."

The meal was ordered by Shen Chengfeng, and it was difficult for him to refuse.

The wolf king also turned over and got off the sofa: "I'll accompany you to pick it up. If it's not a takeaway, but the gray rabbit, it will be troublesome."

"No need!" Yan Tingxue quickly got out of the room, closed the door, played the game and took the delivered meal.

The meals delivered by luxury hotels are really different, and they feel very expensive just by looking at the presentation.

Yan Tingxue was a little tangled, he didn't know how to explain to the Wolf King that the takeaway was delivered on a plate instead of a takeaway box.

And the plate looks very precious.

"arrive?"

A hairy body squeezed past his legs.

The wolf king didn't look like a takeaway plate, and didn't ask anything, just said: "Not enough, I'll make two more dishes."

What Shen Chengfeng ordered was a meal for one person, which was obviously not enough for him and the wolf king.

The wolf king went to the pond to catch a carp and prepared to make sweet and sour fish.

The fish was alive and kicking when it was caught, but it was still thumping when it was thrown on the chopping board.

The wolf king turned his back to him: "Don't look at it. The bloody smell of killing fish is too strong."

Fish don't scream.The wolf king raised his knife and dropped it, and helped them end their lives neatly.

Yan Tingxue sat on the small stool behind and helped him peel the onions.

Compared with peeling ginger, this is a job with a relatively low difficulty.

After peeling the onions, the Wolf King threw him another handful of cabbages.

Judging by the portion size, you can tell that it is eaten by one person.

The two of them closed the door and stayed quietly in the slightly crowded kitchen.

A faint fishy smell spread in the room, the wolf king shook his head, and poured out the processed fish scales and other garbage together with the bloody water.

The kitchen has returned to a warm and refreshing state.

The wolf king stood in front of the chopping board, his tall figure covered the chopping board, and he could only hear the sound of the blade piercing the fish, which made people salivate.

Yan Tingxue sat on a small bench, with a bunch of cabbage and a vegetable sink in front of him, slowly breaking off the cabbage leaves one by one.

Neither of them spoke, only the sounds of chopping vegetables and breaking cabbage stems echoed each other.

The wolf king marinated the fish, turned his head and sat in front of him, and broke off the rest of the cabbage together.

"The fish will be fried later. You stand farther away, so as not to be splashed."

Yan Tingxue nodded and sat obediently in the back.

But when he really heard the sizzling sound of frying oil, he became curious again and tiptoed to the back of the wolf king.

The wolf king didn't look back, but the wolf's ears moved: "Oil."

Yan Tingxue hid behind him, covering most of her body with a thick wolf shield, only her eyes were exposed.

The hot oil is boiling in the pan, and the surface of the fish is covered with a nice brown color.

Hot oil splashed everywhere, looking for narrow gaps to drill, Yan Tingxue hid tightly, but was scalded by the oil from nowhere, couldn't help but hold the wolf king's waist.

The wolf king shook his claws and almost threw the fish out.

"It's blurry!" Yan Tingxue shouted.

"It's not mushy." The wolf king wiped off his sweat and fished out the fish.

The sauce is already prepared.The next process is very simple.

While the fish was still in the pot, the sweet smell filled the kitchen.

Yan Tingxue swallowed her saliva, and leaned her face against the wolf's back.

The wolf was so big that when it really stood up, it was [-] centimeters taller than him.

The wolf king first shrank his shoulders, then relaxed quickly, looking at him from the corner of his eye: "Tired?"

"A bit."

"Then sit for a while."

"I want to see you do it."

The wolf's tail suddenly stood up and swept Yan Tingxue's leg.

Yan Tingxue reached out and touched the wolf's tail.

Oily and smooth, fluffy and thick, feels good.

The wolf's tail straightened abruptly, and the wolf king's voice became audibly tense: "What are you doing?"

"Your tail feels very comfortable to the touch." Yan Tingxue couldn't bear to stop after touching it twice, and stroked the wolf's tail hair from the root to the tip, and then back again.

The muscles at the base of the wolf king and the tail tensed: "Have you touched enough?"

The tone didn't seem very friendly.

Yan Tingxue withdrew her hand: "I'm sorry. Don't you like being touched by the tail? I won't touch it anymore."

"No." The wolf king lost his momentum again, grabbed his hand again, and put it on his buttocks, "Touch it."

"..." Yan Tingxue said slowly, "The place you put it is not your tail. I didn't want to touch your butt."

The atmosphere became a little anxious.

The wolf king said in a deep voice, "You can even touch it."

Yan Tingxue touched him politely.

I heard that dogs feel comfortable being petted, maybe wolves do too?

It feels so good.

The wolf king pulled his hand to the front of his abdomen, making a gesture of embracing himself from behind: "This way."

"Is that so?" Yan Tingxue hugged him from behind and rubbed fiercely on the wolf's belly.

The hair on the stomach is soft.

The blue veins on the Wolf King's forehead popped up, and he held down his restless hand: "Enough."

Yan Tingxue raised his red eyes from crying and looked at him pitifully.

The wolf king looked at him for a few seconds, let out a low growl, closed the lid of the pot, threw him to the ground, and patted him frantically with his paws.

Yan Tingxue:! ! !It's me rua you not you rua me!

The author has something to say: Shen Chengfeng: He touched my ass.

The first two chapters have been revised.