Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH64

Chapter 64

The little chinchilla hopped along behind the small child carrying the little snow leopard and followed him upstairs.

But just before the little child entered the bedroom and closed the door, he said to it, “Uncle can go wait downstairs for me. I have something to say to Baby. After we’re done talking, I’ll come back down.”

He still habitually called the little snow leopard “Baby.”

The little chinchilla exchanged a look with the little snow leopard in the child’s arms, then decisively nodded.

Bang.

The door closed softly, and the child and leopard disappeared behind it.

In silence, the little chinchilla lit a candle in its heart for the little snow leopard.

After shutting the door, Tang Rong carried the little snow leopard to the bedside and set it on the bed. Then he turned around, drew the curtains, switched on the room light, and came back to the bedside, where he met those pitiful blue eyes.

“Meowu.” The little snow leopard tried to soften the little child’s heart by acting cute.

But Tang Rong remained unmoved.

If it had really been a pet snow leopard making a mistake, and it meowed at him and acted spoiled, he would have thought, What does a little snow leopard know? It’s just a fluffy little baby, and he would have forgiven it without a second thought.

But the little snow leopard in front of him was not a real little snow leopard. It was only in spirit form. In truth, it was a child just like him, only a little older.

Just like how he wouldn’t think much of a pet snow leopard seeing him naked, but if another child saw him naked, that would not be something he could easily accept.

At this point, the only way he could forgive the other party was if every wrong committed in snow leopard form was repaid one by one in human form.

And after this, no more lying to him or hiding things from him.

The room was so quiet.

The little snow leopard didn’t meow again. With its tail tucked, it blinked a few times, steeled itself, and burrowed under the blanket.

A few seconds later, the blanket, which had only been raised into a tiny lump before, suddenly bulged into a much larger mound.

Although he already knew the fluffy creatures were really people, this was still the first time Tang Rong had seen the shift between the two forms with his own eyes. He instinctively held his breath and widened his eyes.

A moment later, a fluffy head emerged from beneath the blanket, eyes flickering with intense guilt.

The moment he saw that familiar face and met those familiar blue eyes, Tang Rong suddenly remembered that he had once thought Big Brother Xiao Han’s eyes looked a lot like the little snow leopard’s, and that it was such a remarkable coincidence. He had never expected it to be this kind of “coincidence.”

Of course he looked like himself.

Several tufts of Shen Muhan’s hair had been rubbed messy under the blanket, making him look a little dazed and silly. Without his usual composed and steady air, and with nothing on under the blanket so that he could only shrink inside it, he looked even more pitiful.

Fortunately, because he had grown up unable to maintain human form for long, he had never learned things like royal etiquette. He didn’t really have that kind of royal stiffness. And when facing Tang Rong, his sense of shame wasn’t unbearably strong either, since they were so close and also the same sex.

Shen Muhan cautiously opened his mouth. “Xiao Rong…”

Tang Rong didn’t answer. He only looked at him steadily.

Shen Muhan lowered his gaze, then raised it again, and continued, “I’m sorry. Can you forgive me?”

Tang Rong still didn’t answer. He only listened quietly to his stream of apologies.

He had left his family hanging for an entire day, deliberately not petting them and not speaking to them, making them reflect on their own mistakes.

What Big Brother Xiao Han had done was even more serious, so he had to leave him hanging too. He couldn’t go soft too easily. That way, he wouldn’t dare deceive him again so casually in the future.

If you made a mistake, you had to be punished.

Shen Muhan panicked even more. Clutching the blanket in his small hands, he spilled out all sorts of apology and explanation in a rush.

In the end, he concluded with this line:

“I can still keep being your pet!”

Tang Rong was finally somewhat satisfied. He turned away, walked to his wardrobe, and began picking out clothes for him.

There were a lot of clothes in the wardrobe. Even now, he still hadn’t worn all of them once, and most were new.

He deliberately chose a pair of underwear he had never worn before. As for the rest of the outfit, he intentionally picked the clothes he had been wearing the very first day he met the little snow leopard.

When Tang Rong returned to the bedside with the clothes in his arms, the heart Shen Muhan had been hanging on to finally settled down.

But it had only just settled when Tang Rong stopped half a meter away from him and said leisurely, “Start from the first night I met the little snow leopard. Tell me everything. Then I’ll give you the clothes.”

He had heard enough apologies. Now it was time for the explanation.

Shen Muhan: “……”

So Shen Muhan could only obediently cooperate.

And just like that, Tang Rong listened to the entire story from Shen Muhan’s point of view.

He listened all the way to yesterday, when Shen Muhan had personally made pumpkin buns for him after going back.

Tang Rong could understand that Shen Muhan was the little crown prince, and that such a special identity could not be casually revealed. He could also understand that, at the beginning, Shen Muhan had chosen to meet him in snow leopard form because he liked him so much and knew he liked little snow leopards, so he had used his spirit form to cuddle with him.

But understanding was one thing. He really had been sincerely deceived for all this time, and he had every right to be angry.

Still, after being coaxed for so long by Shen Muhan repeating sorry every third sentence, Tang Rong stopped making things difficult for him and handed over the clothes in his arms.

When he saw Shen Muhan trying to curl the clothes under the blanket and secretly change, Tang Rong frowned, reached out with both hands, and directly yanked the blanket off him.

He had always changed clothes right in front of the little snow leopard before, and the little snow leopard had even accompanied him while he soaked in the bath. It had already seen everything. There was no reason to avoid him now while changing.

Shen Muhan felt a chill run across his body, his entire body stiffening. He instinctively wanted to snatch the blanket back, but when he saw Tang Rong glaring at him with puffed cheeks, he instantly lost his nerve.

—If he pulled the blanket back, Xiao Rong would definitely get angry.

He had only just managed to coax Xiao Rong a little. He didn’t want to make him angry again.

So the Empire’s noble little crown prince could only stay naked under the little child’s watchful eyes, ears bright red, and slowly put on his clothes one piece at a time.

He was taller than Tang Rong and had a bigger frame too. Fortunately, Tang Rong’s clothes were all rather loose and not fitted, so although they were a little short on him, they weren’t tight.

He noticed that this was the exact outfit Tang Rong had worn the first time they met.

Tang Rong’s clothes all looked very obedient, and they suited Tang Rong very well. On him, however, they looked inexplicably a little off.

Still, having clothes to wear was already pretty good. It was certainly better than staying naked.

All his own clothes were at home. He hadn’t brought any here. The only clothing on Xiao Rong’s side was what the little snow leopard wore.

Later, he would secretly send a message to his parents and ask them to bring some of his clothes over.

Once he was dressed, Tang Rong also brought him a pair of little slippers, took his hand, and led him downstairs together.

…

Downstairs, the four people on the sofa had been patiently waiting for their own little child to “tame the snow leopard.”

At last, when they heard footsteps coming down the stairs, all four of them instantly sat up straight like students waiting for a teacher to arrive.

Finally, two small figures appeared at the stairway entrance, hand in hand.

The four of them all let out a breath of relief at once.

It looked like the anger had passed.

Because of Tang Rong’s healing ability, the three others besides the butler were no longer wearing any restraining or protective equipment. They didn’t need to worry about hurting him.

The moment Tang Rong saw the familiar people appear before him, he instinctively quickened his steps, leading Shen Muhan to the sofa.

His father looked a little different from how he had in virtual space, but the feeling he gave him was the same. In the end, Tang Rong still couldn’t resist and threw himself into his arms.

“Dad…”

Tang Zheng’en’s heart softened so completely it almost collapsed. Supporting him with one arm, he lifted Tang Rong onto his lap and gently rubbed his chin, covered in a bit of stubble, against Tang Rong’s cheek.

The stubble wasn’t stiff. It brushed against the skin in a tingly, slightly numb way. It felt very strange.

Only later did Tang Rong gradually come to understand that this was what Dad felt like.

And Mom felt fragrant and soft.

Seeing this, Shen Muhan didn’t interrupt Xiao Rong’s long-awaited real reunion with his family. He quietly picked up the pumpkin buns Tang Rong had set aside earlier and went to the kitchen.

At some point, it was already noon, and his stomach was getting a little hungry. The pumpkin buns that had once been hot were cold now, and he wanted to warm them up so they could be eaten for lunch.

He had made them with his own hands. He absolutely had to let Xiao Rong taste them.

The butler noticed what he was doing and quickly followed him over.

After all, he was still the four-year-old little crown prince. A place like the kitchen absolutely required an adult to stay beside him.

Fortunately, pumpkin buns only needed steaming, which was simple enough. Shen Muhan skillfully set the buns into the steamer and waited patiently. Once they were heated through, he used chopsticks to pick them up and placed them on a nearby plate to cool a little.

The butler didn’t help with a single step.

By the time Shen Muhan returned carrying the pumpkin buns, now no longer too hot, Tang Rong had climbed into Third Brother’s lap and was talking with Second Sister. He was praising her for how skillful her hands were, and even reached out to lightly squeeze her hand.

When he noticed the bandage on her hand, Tang Rong frowned in concern and told her to be more careful when using needles, scissors, and things like that. Back on the junk planet, Grandma had often hurt herself while mending clothes too. She would bleed, and it had looked very painful.

Second Sister was so nervous and excited that her stutter was noticeably lighter than usual.

The moment he noticed the approaching figure and smelled the delicious fragrance, Tang Rong’s gaze landed on Shen Muhan. Naturally, he saw the buns in his hands and immediately called out in delight, “Big Brother Xiao Han!”

Shen Muhan sped up a little and set the plate in his hands on the coffee table before the sofa. “I reheated them. Want to try?”

Tang Rong immediately jumped down from Third Brother’s lap, eagerly picked up one of the buns, blew on it, and took a bite. One cheek puffed out into a cute little bulge as he praised it indistinctly, “So good! It’s even better than the ones bought outside. Big Brother Xiao Han is amazing.”

Inside Shen Muhan, the little snow leopard was happily wagging its little tail.

There were quite a lot of pumpkin buns. Before long, everyone in the room had picked one up and was sharing them together.

And indeed, they were soft, sweet, and genuinely delicious. It was hard to believe that a four-year-old child had made them.

Before long, the buns on the plate had all disappeared.

Seeing this, Shen Muhan said, “I’ll go make some more.”

When the little snow leopard had come back carrying buns on its back to beg forgiveness, it had deliberately brought all the ingredients for making buns too, because it had been thinking that from now on, it could make buns for Xiao Rong every day.

After all, even after revealing the truth, he would still keep living together with Xiao Rong. Only by staying beside Xiao Rong could his spiritual power be soothed and stabilized.

As soon as he said this, Shen Muhan turned and headed back into the kitchen, while having the bodyguards bring in the ingredients he had brought with him.

Tang Rong, curious, followed right after him. His eyes shone brightly as he watched him make buns, his face full of admiration.

Seeing this, Tang Hu couldn’t help muttering softly, “The little crown prince is actually… uh, actually quite… virtuous.”

He racked his brains for a long time and only managed to come up with the word virtuous to describe him. Although it felt like there was something slightly odd about using it, it really did fit.

Tang Qiu nodded in agreement. She was a disaster in the kitchen and had always deeply admired people who could cook.

Watching the small figure in the kitchen work with such effortless ease, Tang Zheng’en stroked his chin thoughtfully after hearing that.

Yes.

He really was quite virtuous.

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