When Beauty Meets Beasts

Xing Chen ate all the vegetables and soup, then followed Huanhuan into the kitchen.

Huanhuan rolled up her sleeves and took out two eggs. She cracked them into a bowl and whisked them. "Watch me cook. You can ask me if you don't understand anything."

Xing Chen stood obediently at the side, his eyes never leaving her.

Huanhuan made two plates of egg fried rice.

She placed one of the plates of rice in front of Xing Chen and said with a smile, "Try it."

Xing Chen tried a bite.

Huanhuan asked, "How does it taste?"

Xing Chen took another big bite and chewed it carefully. Then, he commented seriously, "It's delicious."

Huanhuan revealed a smug smile and picked up her bowl and chopsticks. As she ate, she said, "The first time I cooked, I made egg fried rice. At that time, I didn't know how to control the fire. The oil in the pan was burning. I was so frightened that I quickly threw the pan into the sink and almost cried."

At this point, she could not help but laugh.

Xing Chen didn't know what the joke was, but he still smiled.

He liked to see her smile.

After eating and drinking his fill, Huanhuan cooked another large plate of rice and brought it to Eggy.

Xing Chen stayed by her side.

Ever since the last time she was almost ruined by He Zong, Xing Chen had been guarding her every day. There were a few times when He Zong wanted to see her, but he was stopped by Xing Chen.

Xing Chen always remembered the look on her face when she burst into tears. She hated He Zong. If he appeared in front of her, her mood would definitely become very bad.

Once her mood soured, she would not speak to Xing Chen again, let alone smile at him.

Huanhuan gave the egg fried rice to Eggy.

Eggy dug in.

Huanhuan did not tell her that she had been bullied by He Zong. Eggy was still young and should not know all these things.

After eating and drinking her fill, Eggy touched her bulging stomach and sighed very sadly. "I realized that after being locked up here, not only did I not become thinner, but I became even fatter."

Little Brat said, "You're in the cage every day. Other than eating, you spend the rest of your days sleeping. Isn't it normal for you to gain weight?!"

His voice was only audible to Huanhuan, and Eggy couldn't hear him. She was still fretting over her increasingly rounded size.

Huanhuan smiled and comforted her. "You're still young. You're even cuter when you're chubby."

"I'm not young anymore. I'm taller than you now."

If Eggy hadn't said anything, she wouldn't have realized that her youngest daughter was indeed a little taller than her.

Although it was just by a pinky finger, Eggy was still taller than her.

Huanhuan was rather gratified. "You can't compare me to him. You have to compare yourself to your father. He's much taller than you."

Compared to her height, Eggy was more concerned about her weight.

"Can I still lose weight in the future?"

"I think so…"

"Can you remove the word 'think'?"

Huanhuan covered her chest. "I'm sorry, I can't speak against my conscience."

Eggy was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She looked even rounder.

Was this still her biological mother?!

Because Huanhuan still had other things on her mind, she did not stay here for long. She took the empty bowl and left with Xing Chen.

Xing Chen suddenly asked, "Do you like children very much?"

"That's right." Huanhuan glanced at him. "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

"I remember the first time we met, I appeared in front of you as a young boy. There was clearly something strange about me at that time, but you still kept me by your side and took good care of me. I used to think that you were too stupid, but now I realize…"

"You just realized I'm super smart?"

"I just realized that not only are you stupid, but you're also especially careless with children."

Huanhuan: "…"

Her IQ had been insulted!

Xing Chen looked at her. "If I become a teenager again, will you hate me less?"

Huanhuan didn't know how to answer this question.

She had always been a person who was willing to be persuaded but not coerced. If Xing Chen were to force her, she would not hesitate to refuse or resist. However, when he revealed his weak side, she suddenly could not bear to reject him.

Seeing her troubled expression, Xing Chen softly said, "I understand."

Huanhuan's face was filled with question marks. 'What do you understand?'

The man in front of her suddenly transformed into a handsome young boy whose head reached her chest.

The black robe that was originally quite fitting seemed especially wide on the young man. The collar buckle fell, almost revealing most of his shoulders.

The young boy's body was very thin, and his skin was almost sickly pale. However, his lips were exceptionally red. His amber eyes were very clear and pure without any impurities. He was like a little angel who had fallen to the mortal world. He was unbelievably beautiful and exquisite!

Huanhuan was stunned.

Although she knew that the young boy was the demon king, his appearance was too deceptive!

She couldn't help but be attracted to him.

Little Brat coughed lightly and said, "Strange woman, please be more reserved. If you continue to stare at him like this, I'm going to call the police and have them send you to receive ideological education."

Huanhuan tore off her gaze that was stuck on the young boy's body and scratched her cheek awkwardly. "Go change your clothes."

The clothes he was wearing were too big. Not only would they make it difficult for him to move, but they would also make him look like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes. There was something adorable about him that no one could resist.

Xing Chen tugged at his wide sleeve that was about to fall to the ground. "I don't have any other clothes."

Huanhuan said, "I'll look for some clothes for you."

There were many clothes stored in the space, but most of them were adult clothes. There were only a few small clothes. They were the dresses she had worn before. Clearly, they were not suitable for Xing Chen.

Helpless, Huanhuan took out a needle, thread, and fabric. "Let me help you make some clothes."

Xing Chen's eyes lit up. "Sure!"

In all these years, no one had ever helped him make clothes.

Huanhuan was the first person to cook for him and make clothes for him.

They returned to the room, and Xing Chen obediently stretched out his arms, allowing Huanhuan to take his measurements.

Huanhuan rarely made clothes. Her skills were really average.

She made a miniature version of the black robe according to the style of the clothes Xing Chen was wearing. The stitches were not very neat, and some parts were even sewn crookedly. The workmanship was so rough that she was too embarrassed to take it out.

"It's better if you don't wear it. Shall I make another one for you?"

Xing Chen grabbed the robe tightly as if he was grabbing his favorite candy. His expression was quite stubborn. "No need. I like this one."

Helpless, she could only let him put on the robe.

Xing Chen touched every stitch on his shirt, his amber eyes filled with brilliant starlight. "You did a great job."

Little Brat asked, "Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Huanhuan answered that it hurt a lot!