Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

The table was laden with food. In addition to some common bones and vegetables, Zhou Yanshu had specially sent someone to the Black Sea to find a rare blue-green fish to make soup.

The Yuzhuo clan is merely an appendage of the Merfolk, residing on the shore and rarely venturing into the sea.

However, the spiritual entities of their clan are all tabby cats.

Zhou Yanshu flipped through the data and found that although the lifespan of the Yuzhuo clan was not as long as that of the mermaids, their agility and sharpness were among the best on land, and this was even more true after they transformed into beasts.

Even in their daily lives, they retain most of the tabby cat's temperament.

Zhou Yanshu picked up his ceramic chopsticks and looked at Yu Zhuo, who was slowly biting into the sweet and sour pork ribs next to him. Zhou Yanshu watched for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to the still steaming blue-green fish soup.

Since it's a cat, it must like to eat fish.

Zhou Yanshu tapped his knee with his fingertip, picked up a slice of blue-green fish from the fish soup, and placed it in Yu Zhuo's bowl.

Yu Zhuo paused in his chewing motion, then looked at Zhou Yanshu, who said, "I don't have much of an appetite, you can eat it."

Yu Zhuo understood, and he whispered, "You suspect it's poisonous?"

Zhou Yanshu: "..."

Yu Zhuo quickly used the system to check the food on the table. He found no toxic substances and put the fish slices into Zhou Yanshu's bowl.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous, eat it." Yu Zhuo continued chewing on the bone in his bowl, and said indistinctly, "Or are you still worried and want me to let you taste all the food on the table?"

Zhou Yanshu's expression stiffened. He gripped the long chopsticks in his hand tightly and glanced sideways, saying, "You try them all. Do you expect me to eat your saliva?"

Yu Zhuo: "..."

Zhou Yanshu then placed a piece of fish from his bowl onto Yu Zhuo's plate and said, "You eat it."

"Ah..." Yu Zhuo lifted his eyelids and saw that Zhou Yanshu's face was getting worse and worse. Finally, he took a bite and put half of the slice into his mouth.

Yu Zhuo disliked eating thorny things, and since Zhou Yanshu was a mermaid, he didn't particularly like most fish-related foods.

Zhou Yanshu was the same, even more extreme. He couldn't even stand the smell of fish, so he never expected that the guards would make him such a big bowl of fish soup today.

Doesn't this look abnormal at all?

It's probably Tamo's doing again. Yu Zhuo ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice. He ate quickly and put down his bowl long before Zhou Yanshu was even wiping his chopsticks.

"I'm done eating." Yu Zhuo stood up, sniffed the smell of sweat on his body, and said, "I'm going back to take a shower first."

Zhou Yanshu continued wiping the chopsticks, without much reaction: "Hmm."

Yu Zhuo picked up his phone and went into the bedroom. Zhou Yanshu watched him walk away, his gaze fleeting over the food on the table.

In front of Yu Zhuo's seat was a small mountain of bones. The angle at which he placed his bowl and chopsticks was just right, covering the half-eaten fish slice he had thrown away at the corner.

I took a half bite, but couldn't resist throwing it away without eating it.

Zhou Yanshu looked at the still steaming fish soup, its milky white broth emitting a fragrant aroma. He absentmindedly stirred the grains of rice in the bowl with his chopsticks until a servant appeared beside him at some point.

"Earl, the food is getting cold. Would you like it reheated?"

Zhou Yanshu threw down his chopsticks, closed his eyes, and said, "Pour it out."

"Don't let me see this kind of fish again."

*

After taking a shower, Yu Zhuo lay on the bed and played on his phone for a while. In this world, his abilities were limited, and he could not easily hack into other people's devices as usual.

He was still researching how to use the virus to enter the royal family's mechanical control terminals.

A click sounded from inside the room, and Yu Zhuo immediately exited the wandering mode and looked towards the door.

Zhou Yanshu pushed his wheelchair in from outside. He glanced at Yu Zhuo's phone, which had already gone black, and went to the bedside to take off his clothes and prepare to sleep.

"Your hair isn't dry yet, why are you sleeping like this?" Yu Zhuo noticed that Zhou Yanshu's blond hair was damp from his recent shower, hanging down and clinging to his back, and couldn't help but remind him.

Zhou Yanshu remained silent. He opened the drawer in the corner of the table, took out the hair dryer, and placed it beside him.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zhuo stopped talking and sat back down in his original seat. As soon as he sat down, he felt the bedding next to him move slightly.

Zhou Yanshu still didn't say a word. He pushed the hair dryer to the side again, next to Yu Zhuo's legs.

"..." Yu Zhuo belatedly realized what Zhou Yanshu meant, and he laughed, "You want me to blow for you?"

Zhou Yanshu stared ahead with a cold expression, remaining silent.

He suddenly deflated. Yu Zhu frowned inwardly, picked up the hair dryer suspiciously, and walked to Zhou Yanshu's side.

"Who were you chatting with just now? You were completely out of your mind." The hairdryer was whirring, and the warm air blew against Zhou Yanshu's face. He sat up straight.

Yu Zhuo continued what he was doing and said, "I wasn't chatting with anyone. I was just browsing posts."

Zhou Yanshu didn't speak again. Seeing his listless expression, Yu Zhuo continued to ask, "Did something happen?"

Zhou Yanshu: "No."

Yu Zhu thought to himself, "You're just putting on an act, you have such a bad temper." He simply stopped talking and blew the strands of golden hair on his hands to dry them, and also blew the hot air over Zhou Yanshu's soaked clothes.

Zhou Yanshu's gland wounds had healed considerably. Yu Zhuo wondered if it was just his imagination, but he could vaguely smell a faint fragrance in the air, like the scent of Zhou Yanshu's shower gel after a bath, or perhaps... the scent of certain pheromones.

However, Zhou Yanshu's glands are damaged, making it difficult for him to accept other Alphas' marks and preventing him from releasing his own pheromones. So how could he have a smell?

Yu Zhuo pinched the tip of his nose; his blond hair was already half-dry. He turned off the hairdryer and said, "It's not completely dry yet. You'd better change your shirt."

Zhou Yanshu covered the back of his neck: "Give me a mark."

Yu Zhuo: "My level is too low to mark you."

“I know,” Zhou Yanshu said, “so I just asked you to do it as a formality.”

Yu Zhuo paused slightly, then squatted down and pinched the skin on the back of Zhou Yanshu's neck: "You said it yourself, I didn't force you."

"I won't." Zhou Yanshu lowered his head, exposing the back of his neck that was hidden by his blond hair. "Just control your strength."

Yu Zhuo didn't hesitate any longer. His lips touched Zhou Yanshu's fragile skin, which was pale and thin. After rubbing for a few seconds, Yu Zhuo revealed his teeth.

Zhou Yanshu subconsciously furrowed his brows, his pheromones growing stronger and stronger, carrying a familiar scent from long ago.

Zhou Yanshu silently clenched the small blanket on his lap, suppressing a cry: "...Yu Zhuo?"

Yu Zhuo didn't give a definite answer: "Mm."

Zhou Yanshu gasped for breath: "You bit me so hard."

Before Yu Zhuo could answer, Zhou Yanshu asked again, "Have you ever bitten anyone else like that?"

The unknown fragrance intensified, and Yu Zhuo narrowed his eyes. He kissed the bite mark below and said with satisfaction, "No."