Crossdress Ch83part2

The little rabbit, embarrassed, couldn’t meet his eyes. It lowered its head, no longer seeking affection, and turned to climb onto the passenger seat.

But before it could move, one of its legs was grabbed, rendering it completely immobile.

Wen Sinian adjusted the reclining angle of the seat, leaning back slightly, trapping it within his territory.

As he helped it, he feigned injury and asked, “Angry? Don’t need your husband’s help anymore?”

The little rabbit was on the verge of tears.

Of course he was helping… wasn’t he?

The car didn’t start again for a long time.

Wen Sinian took it home, parking in the underground garage. He rewrapped the coat around the person in the passenger seat and carried it upstairs.

He went straight to the master bedroom, gently pushing aside the coat and pressing the soft body into the large bed.

The little rabbit was kissed into a daze, its mouth slightly open, its tongue no longer its own. Its tender, moist mouth was completely occupied, and this was only the second time it had kissed a human. It was kissed so fiercely and intensely that it couldn’t bear it. The bright saliva couldn’t be contained, wetting both of their lips.

Wen Sinian loosened his grip slightly, gazing into its dazed eyes. Then, as he had done before when feeding it water and wiping its mouth, he licked the silver thread of saliva from the corner of its lips.

The wet, hot kisses gradually moved downward. When they reached the little rabbit’s soft belly, a few gurgling sounds suddenly came from inside.

The little rabbit quickly covered its stomach, feeling a bit embarrassed.

It had been waiting in the office all evening and hadn’t eaten dinner.

Wen Sinian smiled, pulling up the blanket and helping it put on its clothes. He carried it downstairs.

The housekeeper, knowing Wen Sinian wouldn’t be back for dinner, hadn’t prepared anything. The kitchen was empty, with nothing good to eat.

Wen Sinian opened the fridge and found a small cake he had bought the day before, originally intended for the little rabbit when it turned human.

He took it out and placed it on the dining table, opening it in front of the little rabbit.

The little rabbit was very interested in the pink, delicate box. It had never eaten human food before, only rabbit pellets. When it saw Wen Sinian scoop a layer of pink substance with a spoon and bring it to its lips, it turned to look at the person behind it.

Wen Sinian dabbed some strawberry ice cream on its lips. The cool, icy sensation made the little rabbit shiver.

“Open your mouth.”

The little rabbit obediently opened its mouth, and the cake was fed into it.

The taste was cool and refreshing, the aroma of cream mixed with a faint floral scent filling its mouth and nose. It was so sweet and delicious that the little rabbit’s ears twitched, and its head seemed to bubble with joy.

Its eyes sparkled as it quickly licked the cream from its lips, smacking them together. “Delicious.”

Wen Sinian scooped another spoonful and asked, “Want more?”

The little rabbit nodded eagerly. “Yes.”

Spoonful after spoonful, the entire small strawberry cake ended up in its stomach.

Wen Sinian was extremely patient, feeding it as carefully as he had fed the lop-eared rabbit before. As he fed it, one hand rested on its belly, feeling the thin stomach slowly swell. When he felt it was full enough, he stopped.

Seeing how much it enjoyed it today, he fed it a few extra bites. In the end, the little rabbit’s belly was round and full. It lay back in Wen Sinian’s arms, its limbs softly dangling, satisfied and comfortable, its eyes half-closed in contentment.

Wen Sinian took a tissue and wiped its mouth, but the wiping soon turned into kisses. He held its cheeks, tilting its head back, and leaned down to capture its lips and tongue, slowly savoring the taste of the cake in its mouth.

The soft, wet, and warm sensation was even more wonderful than the strawberry ice cream.

The two of them kissed passionately at the dining table, so absorbed that they didn’t hear the approaching footsteps.

The housekeeper had been in her room and came out when she heard noises in the kitchen. From a distance, she had only seen Wen Sinian sitting alone. She didn’t expect to find someone hidden in his arms as she approached, and what’s more, they were in the midst of an intense moment.

The housekeeper stood frozen in place, unsure whether to leave or stay.

The little rabbit, kissed until its whole body was soft, was the first to be released by Wen Sinian, who turned to glance behind them.

The housekeeper quickly distanced herself. “I didn’t see anything… If you’re hungry, should I make a late-night snack?”

A small cake had already filled the little rabbit, and Wen Sinian wasn’t particularly hungry. He declined, “No.”

The housekeeper nodded. “Alright, alright, then I’ll go back.”

As she was about to leave, the person nestled in Wen Sinian’s arms quietly poked out a small head, turning to greet her with a bright smile. Its beautiful face was androgynous, smiling unusually happily.

“Hello, Auntie.”

The little rabbit was very familiar with the housekeeper, who had taken care of it for so long. This was the first time they had met since it turned human. Would the auntie recognize it?

Wen Sinian’s arm was wrapped around its waist, hiding the rabbit ears on its head under his collar. Seeing it smile so brightly at the housekeeper, he felt something was off and lightly pinched its waist.

The little rabbit twisted its waist, dodging his hand, and gently bumped its head against his chest.

The housekeeper had never seen such a beautiful young man, and his sweet words made him even more likable. She smiled warmly. “Hello, young student.”

She assumed the little rabbit was one of Wen Sinian’s classmates. After all, he looked to be just about college age. However, Wen Sinian had never brought a classmate home before. Could this one be the future young master of the house?

Seeing the little rabbit in his arms preparing to continue chatting with the housekeeper, Wen Sinian simply covered its mouth and said to the housekeeper, “You go rest first.”

The housekeeper left as instructed.

The little rabbit blinked innocently, not knowing what it had done wrong.

Wen Sinian took a cup and fed it some water. After a couple of sips, it stopped drinking and asked, “Husband, are you mad?”

Wen Sinian wiped the water from its lips and carried it upstairs, whispering in its ear, “No.”

The little rabbit rested on his shoulder, sensing something was off. It asked again, “Then why aren’t you happy?”

Wen Sinian: “I’m not.”

The little rabbit lifted its head. “No, you’re not happy. You didn’t kiss me after I finished drinking water.”

The little rabbit was incredibly sensitive to changes in its master’s mood.

Wen Sinian had already carried it into the room and placed it back on the bed.

“A little.”

The little rabbit smiled. It had guessed right. “What is it?”

Wen Sinian gently stroked its flushed cheeks. “If I tell you, it might scare you.”

The little rabbit shook its head. “It won’t. I’m very brave. Tell me.”

Wen Sinian seemed to hesitate for a moment. He pulled it closer by the waist, his voice low and deep. “When you talk to others, when you smile at others, I don’t like it.”

The little rabbit looked confused. “Isn’t that normal human etiquette?”

“It is,” Wen Sinian said, suppressing his breath. “But you’re mine. I feel an overwhelming possessiveness toward you. I don’t want others to look at you, to touch you. Ideally, you would belong to me and only me, forever.”

The little rabbit thought about it. Wasn’t this similar to how small animals like to mark their territory, monopolize their nests, and claim their mates?

It understood, so it nodded. “I’m my husband’s little rabbit. I belong only to my husband.”

Wen Sinian paused, gazing deeply into its eyes. “Do you know what you’re saying?”

The little rabbit nodded again. “Of course I do. My husband is my one and only husband. You can’t raise any other little rabbits. No, you can’t raise any other pets at all, no little dogs, no little cats, no little sheep, no little hamsters, no little chicks, no little ducks…”

It listed them one by one, then finally hooked its arms around Wen Sinian’s neck, its little face earnest. “You can only raise me.”

All pets hope their owners’ love belongs only to them, no sharing, only exclusivity.

This was selfish, and the little rabbit knew it.

But it liked its master. It had liked him from the moment it first saw him in the grass.

So it had chosen him as its master, and they had to be together for life, only each other, forever.

Wen Sinian hadn’t expected this kind of thinking. His own obsessive, somewhat dark thoughts were being accepted so naturally and willingly.

“Only you,” Wen Sinian said, kissing its lips. “Then will you be good and listen to me?”

The little rabbit said proudly, “I’m a lop-eared rabbit. I’m the best-behaved and most obedient of all little rabbits.”

That was true, but it had already been spoiled beyond measure by Wen Sinian.

“Then you’re not allowed to let anyone else discover your secret of transforming. Only I can know. Only I can kiss you, only I can touch you. Understood?”

The little rabbit nodded with all its might. “Mmm!”

Suddenly, Wen Sinian grabbed its ankle and flipped it onto the bed, pressing down on top of it. Like marking his territory, he left his mark inch by inch on its body.

“Here, and here…”

“Everywhere, only I can touch.”

The little rabbit weakly kicked its legs, but it was no match for Wen Sinian’s one hand.

In an instant, everything was exposed.

“Is this really a rabbit that transformed?”

Wen Sinian pulled the damp, disheveled person from the bedding, smoothing the sweat-dampened hair on its cheeks and straightening the wet fur on its long ears. He pinched the delicate ear tips, unable to let go.

He didn’t neglect the little rabbit tail either, taking care of it as well.

“Baby,” Wen Sinian kissed its cheek. “Are you my little rabbit treasure?”

The little rabbit could only hum dazedly.

Wen Sinian taught it, “When someone asks you a question, you should answer. That’s human etiquette.”

The little rabbit forced its eyes open a crack. “What are you saying…”

Wen Sinian’s chest vibrated slightly as he smiled and asked, “How about giving your husband a little rabbit baby? Would that be good?”