My Sweet And Submissive Bunny Won't Stop Being Clingy - Chapter 32

Meng Hemian tried to switch herself from “sleep” mode to “analysis” mode, attempting to figure out the meaning behind Wen Shuyao’s words.

Taste the rabbit? But then why steal her pajamas?

She felt she had grasped a flicker of inspiration, but her exhausted brain struggled to mobilize more neurons.

So, she asked directly: “What are you implying?”

Wen Shuyao’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at her.

The little rabbit felt she had already gone to such lengths, how could Meng Hemian still…

“Shall I take you out for spicy stir-fried rabbit cubes tomorrow?” Meng Hemian spoke hesitantly.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she noticed the shy smile on Wen Shuyao’s face freeze. Her lips slowly pressed into a straight line, and her pupils dilated.

The little rabbit was shocked!

Meng Hemian instantly realized something was wrong; she had clearly selected the wrong mode.

How could she tell a rabbit demon that she wanted to eat a rabbit? However, it was too late, the damage was done.

Wen Shuyao suddenly lunged forward, clutching Meng Hemian’s shoulders, and bit her lip without hesitation.

“Mm…”

A moist scent of mint filled her senses. Meng Hemian instinctively pressed her lips tight.

But the latter was relentless, pressing closer and clumsily using the tip of her tongue to lick the seam of the lips, searching for a breakthrough.

This was her first time doing something like this, and her kissing lacked any real technique.

The moist, soft lips were like jelly, making her want to bite and lick them, seeking a matching sweetness from within.

But no matter how hard she tried, she was the only one being proactive. Meng Hemian was like a crashed computer stiff all over, without the slightest reaction.

How can someone be like this!

Wen Shuyao’s eyes reddened instantly, tears half-hanging as if she had been abandoned by a heartless lover, looking incredibly aggrieved.

She rubbed her lips against the corner of Meng Hemian’s mouth and requested in a dry voice: “Can you please kiss me?”

Meng Hemian was rebooting. Wen Shuyao’s move had sent her into a total overload; her head was still spinning.

She only remembered the wet “chu” sounds from a moment ago and the unbelievably soft texture, like kissing a spring rose.

Wen Shuyao was anxious, yet Meng Hemian was still dazed.

She pursed her lips, buried her head, and bit down on Meng Hemian’s shoulder, leaving a reddened tooth mark.

Meng Hemian hissed in pain: “Sss…”

She instinctively ran her fingers through Wen Shuyao’s hair, gently cupping the back of her neck, instantly closing the distance between them.

This time she didn’t have time to overthink. Provoked, she blocked Wen Shuyao’s mouth, effortlessly prying her lips open.

The momentum of offense and defense shifted instantly. The sensation of being pursued and occupied made it hard for Wen Shuyao to breathe, she could only tilt her head back and follow the rhythm.

Meng Hemian seemed to have learned from Wen Shuyao how to follow instinct.

She licked and kissed the rose petals, teased the stamen, and blocked every gap, refusing to let even a single breath escape.

Wen Shuyao’s free hand clawed at the air before sliding down the shoulder.

Feeling a looseness at her front, Meng Hemian hurriedly clutched her bath towel, caught between laughter and tears: “Don’t strip me.”

By now, Wen Shuyao was misty-eyed from the kissing. Hanging off Meng Hemian’s shoulder, she finally found a moment to take deep gulps of air.

She didn’t actually want to pull off the towel, her legs were just so weak she couldn’t stand, and she was subconsciously grabbing onto anything she could.

How could there be such a silly little rabbit? Tried to steal a carrot but ended up kissed dizzy by the carrot instead.

Her lips were as red as freshly peeled fruit, and her body trembled slightly with a mysterious discomfort clearly, she had gotten the kiss she wanted, yet she still felt unsatisfied.

Wen Shuyao tugged at a corner of the bath towel, acting clingy and spoiled: “Meng Hemian.”

“Ahem.” Meng Hemian avoided her watery gaze, forcing herself to appear calm.

“Alright, time to go to sleep now.”

Then, she went straight into the bathroom to change into her pajamas. With a click, she actually locked the door!

Wen Shuyao: “…”

Wen Shuyao looked around blankly, realizing this person truly just wanted to sleep.

She gnashed her teeth.

How! How could anyone not want to taste a little rabbit demon!

A pregnant rabbit’s temper is naturally volatile, and as the night went on, Wen Shuyao grew angrier the more she thought about it.

Finally, she sat up abruptly, found a spot, and bit Meng Hemian’s other shoulder hard.

She left an even deeper tooth mark, and the surrounding skin turned a shade of red.

“Ugh,” Meng Hemian’s body curled slightly. She reached out foggily and pulled Wen Shuyao into her arms: “Be good, don’t cause trouble.”

Her eyes remained closed, but she gently patted Wen Shuyao’s back as if humming a lullaby.

Wen Shuyao was silent for a long while, suddenly feeling a surge of guilt.

She shouldn’t have lost her temper at Meng Hemian. After all, everyone has their own habits, she couldn’t force Meng Hemian to be just like her.

But she could try to adapt to Meng Hemian.

After finishing her self-consoling, the little rabbit gave her freshly made tooth mark a “mwah” as an apology.

Then, she settled peacefully into Meng Hemian’s embrace and fell into a deep dream.

The unpleasantness of the latter half of the night was completely forgotten by Wen Shuyao, while Meng Hemian woke up early in the morning staring blankly at the “strawberry” tooth marks on her shoulders.

She had been too sleepy to remember much, she only knew this was likely Wen Shuyao’s doing.

Meanwhile, the culprit, the “little bread roll” was fast asleep with her head resting in the palm of Meng Hemian’s hand.

As usual, she slept with her fur in a complete mess, her fluffy head could be entirely covered by a single cupped hand.

And…

Meng Hemian frowned. She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but why did the “Little Bread Roll’s” belly seem to be bulging more and more every day?

She suppressed her internal doubts, tucked the Little Bread Roll in as usual, and went out to pack the things she needed for the day.

Before long, Wen Shuyao came out yawning: “Are we going to get my ID card today?”

“Yes, the sooner we get it done, the sooner we can head back.”

Meng Hemian opened her memo app, reviewing the precautions she had noted down earlier.

Wen Shuyao gave a massive stretch and suddenly leaned in close to Meng Hemian, her face full of anticipation: “Morning kiss!”

Meng Hemian’s movements paused for a second. Ultimately, she leaned in cautiously and pressed her lips against Wen Shuyao’s forehead.

Even though it was just a pure morning kiss, she couldn’t help but recall the deep kiss from the night before.

It had been so sticky and lingering that the two of them felt inseparable.

“Mwah!”

Wen Shuyao was satisfied. She unreservedly planted a kiss on Meng Hemian’s cheek before rushing off excitedly to prepare breakfast.

She left Meng Hemian standing there dazed. After a long while, Meng Hemian touched the back of her hand to the spot where she had just been kissed, her thoughts unreadable.

The human and the demon soon finished getting ready and headed out, following the map’s guidance to a certain signless building.

It was far from the city center and sparsely populated. The building looked dilapidated, and the security guard at the entrance was fast asleep.

Meng Hemian and Wen Shuyao didn’t even need to register; they simply walked right in.

However, Wen Shuyao felt very uncomfortable, as if invisible gazes were sweeping over her body, making her hair stand on end.

She timidly grabbed the hem of Meng Hemian’s shirt: “This place… feels very strange.”

“The address on the manual is definitely here.”

Meng Hemian also felt something was off. Logically, a special place like this should be strictly controlled. Perhaps that beautifully produced electronic manual had given her the wrong impression, she wasn’t particularly afraid of things being difficult to handle.

That was until she pushed open the main doors. The “people” scattered around the lobby all turned their heads at once. In an instant, countless gazes were fixed on her, non-human vertical pupils sizing her up without disguise.

This is a human. And a human who doesn’t belong to the Bureau of Demon Management.

In the eyes of most demons, such humans were fragile and weak, and shouldn’t set foot in this special place.

Such aggressive stares were very unpleasant. Meng Hemian instinctively frowned, her heart rate suddenly accelerating.

Wen Shuyao, who had been hiding behind her, also frowned, but inch by inch, she stepped out in front of her.

“Hello.”

It took Meng Hemian a moment to realize it was that familiar sweet voice. Wen Shuyao had actually taken the initiative to speak.

She didn’t show any stage fright, continuing at a steady pace: “I’m here to process an ID card. Is this the right place?”

It was a polite sentence, yet Meng Hemian could hear an underlying tone of “no backing down.”

She suddenly realized, she was being protected by the little rabbit again.

“An ID card?” The speaker was one of the women there.

Her eyes had returned to a normal appearance. She made a “please” gesture: “Please come this way to register.”

Wen Shuyao quietly let out a sigh of relief and pulled Meng Hemian’s hand toward the front desk to fill out forms.

The form was a simple collection of personal information, including name, species, and so on.

The woman said with a smile: “Miss Human, if I may ask, how did you learn about our Management Bureau?”

Her demeanor could even be described as friendly as she patiently explained: “Don’t be afraid, this is just a routine inquiry. After all, you are a human logically, you shouldn’t know about this place.”

The image of the white cat flashed through Meng Hemian’s mind. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Wen Shuyao, who was filling out the form.

The latter was also looking at her, blinking her eyes as if trying to send a signal.

Don’t expose us! We’re a nest of undocumented residents.

Meng Hemian reached into her pocket and pulled out a badge, showing it to the woman.

This badge, engraved with a flowing cloud pattern, was the one Qing Qian had given her originally. She figured it might come in handy, so she had tucked it in her pocket.

The woman’s expression turned solemn. She took the badge, verified it carefully, and then returned it to Meng Hemian with both hands.

She bowed slightly, her attitude becoming much more respectful.

“So you are an honored guest. Please forgive my many rudenesses just now.”

The contrast before and after was so obvious that even Wen Shuyao couldn’t help but steal an extra glance at the badge.

Just then, the woman spoke again: “My name is Bai Xi. Is it Miss Wen who wishes to apply for an ID? Please follow me.”

Meng Hemian and Wen Shuyao looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

The subsequent process was much more familiar to Meng Hemian. It was nothing more than blood collection and portrait capture, followed by some simple questioning. The ID card could be picked up the same day.

While they waited, Bai Xi even brought over a fruit platter.

“Are the two of you satisfied with our service this time? You are welcome to provide any feedback.”

The smile on her face was exceptionally warm: “The Management Bureau implements ‘Heart Warming Services.’ In addition to identity certification, we also handle property purchases, fine payments, dispute mediation, and so on.”

She then spared no effort in marketing to Wen Shuyao: “We can also process a marriage certificate for you two. It is recognized by the laws of the demon race, and we provide a one-stop boutique wedding service.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuyao’s eyes lit up: “Marriage?”

The little rabbit cheered in her heart, so you really can get married!

Seeing this, Bai Xi’s smile deepened: “Yes. Since Miss Meng was willing to accompany Miss Wen to the Bureau, I assume the two of you have deep feelings for each other and have been together for a long time?”

Meng Hemian hadn’t expected the Bureau to handle such matters either.

She quickly calculated the time in her head and nodded expressionlessly.

“Yes. We’ve been dating for about a week now.”

Bai Xi: “…?”