The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 213. A Meal Filled with Love
At midday, the warm sun, like a gentle painter, cast golden rays through the carved window lattice, cascading onto Su Yaoyao's bed.

The light was as soft as a mother's caress, casting a dreamlike veil over the bed.

Su Yaoyao was immersed in a sweet dream. Her rosy cheeks were like peach blossoms in early spring, glowing with a faint blush under the sunlight. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, outlining a faint smile, as if she were in a beautiful dream. Perhaps in her dream, she was spending a warm time with her beloved beast husbands.

Just then, Rig quietly came to the bedside. He gazed tenderly at Su Yaoyao, raised his hand and gently shook her shoulder, his voice gentle yet slightly urgent: "Yaoyao, wake up." His voice was like a gentle breeze in the forest, softly brushing past Su Yaoyao's ear.

Su Yaoyao slowly opened her sleepy eyes, her gaze still shrouded in drowsiness, as if covered by a thin mist. She asked in a daze, "Reg, what's wrong?" Her voice was soft and sweet as she spoke, like a lazy kitten.

Looking at her adorable appearance, Rig couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of affection as he said, "It's time to eat. I hope you're not too surprised. We beastmen are having a cooking competition, and even His Majesty Augustine is cooking himself. Everyone is eagerly waiting for you to taste their culinary skills."

Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao instantly sobered up a bit, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She quickly sat up, feeling both touched by the beastmen's dedication and filled with curiosity about their culinary competition. Without time to think further, she hurriedly got up, washed up, quickly tidied her clothes, and followed Rig towards the dining room.

As soon as Su Yaoyao stepped into the restaurant, she was captivated by the scene before her. The table was laden with all sorts of colorful dishes, resembling a magnificent and beautiful painting.

Each dish is like a meticulously crafted work of art, exuding an enticing aroma that creates an intoxicating atmosphere in the air.

Noah's eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky. He was like a child eagerly anticipating praise, impatiently picking up a plate of dark purple, sticky stuff. He ran briskly to Su Yaoyao and excitedly said:
"To win a female's heart, you must first win her stomach. Sister, try mine." He looked as if he were holding the most delicious dish in the world.

Su Yaoyao frowned as she looked at the plate of "unidentified objects" in front of her.

She found it hard to associate the strangely shaped, dark purple mass in front of her with food; it looked more like some kind of mysterious magical potion than edible food.

After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but ask with a hint of doubt, "Nuobao, are you sure this is edible?"

She didn't mean to hurt Noah; it was just that Noah's previous culinary "records" had left her with lingering fear. Those failed dishes tasted so bizarrely bad that they were even more terrifying than poison, leaving a deep "shadow" in her heart.

Just as Noah heard Su Yaoyao's doubts and his smile faded, revealing a hint of disappointment, Bai Leang confidently walked over with steady steps, carrying a plate of grilled steak in his hand. The enticing aroma instantly filled the air.

As Su Yaoyao's first beast husband, he has always been very confident in his cooking skills.

He initially learned his culinary skills from Pani, and through long-term exploration and practice, constantly trying and improving, he gradually developed his own unique style, blending the exquisite combination of various ingredients with unique cooking techniques. He smiled, a smile as warm as the spring sun, and said, "Yaoyao, why don't you eat mine first? This grilled steak is guaranteed to be delicious." His confident tone seemed to be promising Su Yaoyao a feast for the taste buds.

Seeing this, Rig became anxious. He quickly picked up the dish he had carefully prepared and said with eager eyes, "Yao Yao should eat mine first, otherwise it won't taste good when it gets cold."

He looked worried, his brows furrowing slightly, afraid that the order in which the dishes were served would affect his rating in Su Yaoyao's eyes, since he had put a lot of effort into this dish.

Mingye also frowned. He looked at Su Yaoyao and said seriously, "My lady, I made cold dishes. Logically, you should eat my refreshing dishes first." His eyes were filled with determination, as if he firmly believed that his cold dishes were the best choice to start this culinary journey.

"That won't do. Yao Yao's body is too delicate. She should drink some hot soup to warm herself up first." Lucia looked at Su Yao Yao with a shy expression. Thinking of their intimacy last night, his heart was filled with tenderness. He specially stewed chicken soup for Su Yao Yao, hoping to give her the most considerate care.

Pani pouted, his pink lips slightly pouting, and his rabbit ears drooped down. He looked at Su Yaoyao with a pitiful expression and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Yaoyao, the little rabbit dessert is delicious." He had specially made the dessert into an adorable pink rabbit shape, which was incredibly cute, as if he was looking forward to Su Yaoyao's favor.

At this moment, Augustine looked at the dishes in his hands. He was usually busy with state affairs and naturally knew nothing about cooking.

Although he tried his best to make the dish, it looked rather ordinary compared to the elaborate dishes prepared by others, though it did look safer than Noah's. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, wondering if Yao Yao would dislike his cooking.

Seeing Su Yaoyao looking troubled by the crowd's scramble, Bai Leang spoke up, "Everyone, stop arguing. The dishes are all on the table. Let Yaoyao choose for herself." His voice was steady and powerful, like a pillar of strength.

Augustine, Riggs, Pani, Noah, and Mingye all agreed that it made a lot of sense, so they stopped arguing and turned their expectant gazes to Su Yaoyao. Their gazes were filled with confidence in their cooking skills and a desire to gain Su Yaoyao's approval.

Looking at the seven dishes in front of her, Su Yaoyao was deeply moved. She took a deep breath and decided to taste them one by one.

She first turned her gaze to Bai Leon's grilled steak, which was seared to a golden brown with an enticing sheen, and the aroma of spices permeated its texture.

She gently cut off a small piece and put it in her mouth. The tender and juicy taste instantly blossomed on her taste buds. The aroma of beef and the richness of spices blended perfectly, and every bite was like a dance on her tongue.

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Leon, your grilled steak is getting better and better! It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the cooking time is just right. It's so delicious!" Upon hearing this, Bai Leon's face beamed with pride, as if he had received the highest praise in the world.