Su Yaoyao slowly awoke, stretching lazily. Her movements were as light and graceful as a cat just waking from a nap.

She raised a hand to rub her eyes, and a faint smile graced her lips. It was like the first peach blossom of spring—bright and enchanting, instantly dispelling the morning’s lethargy.

"I feel like I slept especially well last night," she murmured, her voice soft and carrying the low huskiness unique to the morning.

Su Yaoyao turned her head to look at both sides of the bed. The two cubs were gone again.

She sighed softly, but an indulgent smile played on her lips. ’They probably went to find their master again,’ she thought.

Su Yaoyao threw back the covers and wiggled her ankle. She was delighted to find the wound had healed quite a bit; when she tested it, she could just barely put weight on her foot.

This discovery made her quite happy, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Just then, Reg pushed the door open and came in.

Su Yaoyao instinctively looked up. At the sight, her eyes went wide, and she didn’t dare to blink, as if afraid she’d miss a single second of the beautiful view before her.

Reg was shirtless, wearing only a pink apron, his firm, muscular lines on full display before her.

His pectoral muscles were high and well-defined, and his broad shoulders and narrow waist formed a perfect inverted triangle, brimming with virile charm.

Reg noticed her stare, and the corner of his mouth lifted imperceptibly. He was secretly pleased. ’Looks like the honey trap is working wonders.’

He strode to the bedside and, without a word, swept Su Yaoyao up in his arms. The movement was clean and decisive, a clear display of his strength.

"I’m carrying you downstairs for breakfast," he said, his voice deep and magnetic, his tone brooking no argument.

Su Yaoyao’s face flushed crimson, like a ripe apple. She lightly patted Reg’s chest, her voice a mix of shyness and playful protest. "I can just use the wheelchair."

Even as she said it, her hand moved of its own accord, caressing his chest. It felt so firm and warm. ’Wow, he feels amazing,’ she couldn’t help but sigh internally.

’To be honest, Reg was always teasing her, but his body was truly flawless. His chest even looked a little broader than Bai Lian’s.’

Seeing this, a teasing smile tugged at Reg’s lips. He deliberately chose not to call her out for ogling him.

He gave her a mischievous jostle. "With me here, what do you need a wheelchair for? It’s not like you’re too heavy for me."

The jolt made Su Yaoyao cry out in alarm, and she instinctively threw her arms around Reg’s neck, her entire upper body pressed tightly against his.

A faint blush crept onto Reg’s face. He could clearly feel the little female’s soft body pressed against his, especially where her chest met his, and it made his heart pound uncontrollably.

His arms tightened, holding her even closer.

Reg carried Su Yaoyao all the way downstairs. Looking at the empty living room, she tried to compose herself and asked, "Have Bai Lian and Pani already left for work?"

Reg nodded. "That’s right. We need to set an example for the others at the base. I’m still in confinement and can’t show my face, so Bai Lian’s workload has gotten heavier."

’Set an example? All the other males at the base seem perfectly fine. You’re the only bad example here,’ Su Yaoyao thought.

"As for Pani," Reg added, "he was acting a bit strange this morning. Rushed off to the medical department in a hurry. Not sure if something urgent came up."

Su Yaoyao listened, nodding thoughtfully.

But then it hit her—she and Reg were alone again. At the thought, her face flushed a little deeper.

When they reached the dining table, Su Yaoyao looked down and saw fried eggs again. A headache began to brew. "How many failures did this masterpiece take?" she asked wearily.

Reg sat down, but instead of placing her on a chair, he kept her settled right on his lap.

Su Yaoyao’s face was instantly scalding hot. ’This is seriously testing my self-control.’

Encircled in his embrace, she was hit with the full force of his masculine aura, and her heart began to pound like a drum.

"It was a success today, all thanks to your pointers yesterday," Reg said, picking up a fork to feed her breakfast himself.

Blushing, Su Yaoyao looked at the food held to her lips. She hesitated for a moment before parting her lips and taking a small bite.

To her surprise, it didn’t taste nearly as bad as she’d expected. Her eyes lit up. She licked her lips instinctively and took another bite from the fork in his hand.

Reg’s amber eyes narrowed as he watched her tender pink lips and the nimble movement of her soft tongue. A flicker of imperceptible desire flashed in their depths.

He was discovering that feeding the little female was becoming an irresistible addiction.

He picked up the nearby glass of milk and gently brought it to her lips to feed her.

Su Yaoyao tilted her head back, her cheeks flushing as she looked shy and flustered.

Perhaps she was too nervous, because she spilled some of the milk. A thin white line trickled down from the corner of her mouth.

COUGH COUGH... She coughed in a fluster.

"Slow down, no one’s going to steal it from you," Reg said, his voice laced with indulgence as he gently patted her back to help her breathe.

’What are you talking about? It’s sitting on your lap that’s making me so nervous!’

Su Yaoyao grumbled internally, her face growing even redder.

Reg gazed at the little female’s flushed face, her slightly parted lips, and the trace of milk at their corner. The desire in his heart ignited instantly. Unable to control himself any longer, he leaned down and kissed her.

His warm tongue licked her chin, tracing a path upward to the edge of her soft lips.

Su Yaoyao’s breath hitched and her pupils dilated. Before she could react, Reg had already captured her mouth, sucking and tasting her lips.

Su Yaoyao’s mind went blank. Blushing, she slowly closed her eyes, tacitly accepting his claim.

Reg’s amber eyes remained fixed on Su Yaoyao, observing her every reaction.

When he saw that she wasn’t pushing him away or resisting, a secret joy surged in his heart. ’This means she’s slowly starting to accept me,’ he thought. ’It’s a good sign. I can’t be too hasty.’

He fought to suppress the passion surging within him and, with great difficulty, pulled back from her lips.

His own breathing was ragged now. He held her tightly, greedily inhaling her scent, the only thing that could soothe his agitated state.

"Don’t move. Just let me hold you for a moment," he said, his voice hoarse and thick with longing.

Blushing furiously, Su Yaoyao didn’t dare move a muscle. She was acutely aware of something hard pressing against her, and she felt both shy and nervous, her heart about to leap into her throat.