The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

They had a hard time figuring out where the custard bunny had gone.

Because the carpet in the house was also laid out for the black rabbit.

The little guy always liked to run barefoot on the ground and always forgot to wear shoes, so Winston asked someone to put them on.

But now, Winston was also at a loss, looking at the black tusk that had become part of the blanket as soon as it landed.

Richard and the others were groping around on the ground, trying to find the little guy.

Winston, as if struck by a sudden thought, went to the kitchen and narrowed down the search area.

But such a tiny creature can hide anywhere, even in a trash can.

The butler followed, glanced at the small cakes prepared for a certain young master on the table, and whispered a plan to Winston: wait and see.

Then the housekeeper pretended to be too busy to remember and placed a small cake on a stool that was closer to the ground.

Winston then called out to the black crow twice, pretending not to find the treasure, and went outside.

Then, a row of heads peeked out from the kitchen doorway, holding their breath and waiting for Wu Tu to fall into the trap.

Black Rabbit: ...

He has shrunk, but he hasn't become stupid.

Rabbits also have a very sensitive sense of hearing.

However, his biggest advantage right now is not this.

It's not about speed.

In the blink of an eye, the little guy darted in front of the cake, making "miamia" sounds and burying his head in it. When Winston came out to grab him, he quickly dodged away. He was probably faster than when he was a human.

It was so fast it almost left a blur.

Lilith blinked involuntarily. "Oh, was that just my imagination? Did something appear there and steal the little one's cake?"

Winston was angry.

Seeing the little guy's knowing deliberate disobedience, he said coldly:

"Bad puppy. Come out quickly now."

Upon hearing his father's tone, Wu Tu immediately crawled out from the gap behind the cupboard.

The only thing the butler could be thankful for was that the manor's servants never slacked off in cleaning, so that the little guy's fur didn't get a speck of dust on it after he crawled out of the crack.

But the little guy didn't even realize that because he was squeezed into the gap, his fluffy, frizzy body had been flattened, making him look like a flat rabbit cookie walking towards them.

Winston grabbed the black rabbit immediately, wanting to call the doctor to examine it.

However, they were confused about whether to consult a veterinarian or a human doctor for the black rabbit.

Cyrus and Lilith each had their own ideas, but in the end, the butler, who had seen many storms, said:

"Why don't you invite both of you?"

Winston then summoned a group of doctors.

The family doctor who usually treated Wu Tu rushed over and, upon seeing everyone present, didn't even look up, instinctively setting up his medical equipment.

But when he asked Wutu to stretch out his hand, all that was presented to him was a tiny hairy paw.

doctor:?

The doctor looked up in disbelief and saw a custard-colored creature sitting upright in front of him, its paws tucked together and its fluffy collar sticking out.

And this rabbit, so perfect it looked like a doll, was showing him a concerned expression.

Hello, human, the rabbit cares about you.

The doctor felt he needed to see a doctor.

However, after Winston's perfunctory reassurance, the doctor sat down and listened to the heartbeat of a rabbit.

Doctor: "Mr. Winston, I tolerated you suddenly making me a pediatrician when I was a family doctor, but why do you want me to become a veterinarian now?"

That's asking too much of anyone!

Just then, the little custard bunny in front of him suddenly lay down and nudged his hand with its head.

Doctor: ...On another note.

Several doctors circled the tiny, fluffy rabbit with its nose for a long time, and told Winston definitively that it was a very healthy rabbit. Although they didn't know why it could eat cake without any problems, they at least didn't have to worry about the little guy's fragile stomach.

After the doctor left, Richard revealed his guess:

"Perhaps because this rabbit is a rare treasure, it's different from other ordinary rabbits, for example, it's healthier and stronger..."

Cyrus asked, "So that means the baby can eat the little cake?"

The black rabbit squinted and furtively glanced at Winston's expression.

Then, for the first time, the greedy little guy voluntarily lay down in front of his father and offered up his belly.

Wu Tu now understands why he always has to offer food as a bribe after touching the bellies of cats and dogs.

These are clearly goods exchanged by the furry creatures.

The little guy lay there, looking up at Winston with his arms crossed, unmoved.

He thought that his father's will was truly among the strongest. Sometimes he really suspected that his father was a vampire, and he even secretly pried open his father's mouth while he was asleep.

Otherwise, how do you explain Winston's ability to resist temptation?

Perhaps only a vampire who has lived in human society for thousands of years could be so determined to resist touching the rabbit.

But when he rubbed against the carpet, frantically tempting Winston with his soft belly, Winston couldn't resist and reached out his hand.

The little guy felt a warm hand covering his belly. His animal instincts kicked in, and he was terrified, but he held on and didn't flinch, managing to control his urge to attack.

Because his reason told him that this was his father.

He is not afraid to reveal his vulnerabilities and weaknesses to those closest to him.

Because his father would never hurt him.

Winston's gentle touch quickly put him at ease.

When the black rabbit was human, it loved Winston's touch.

Whether it's patting his back, touching his head, or rubbing his belly, the little guy actually likes it all.

However, ever since he became an adult, the little guy felt that he had become an adult and should not cling to Winston so much anymore.

Because of his overly close parent-child relationship with Winston, and because some people said some very unpleasant things to him, the little guy never again acted so unrestrainedly towards his father.

Even though he is an adult now, he still enjoys being touched and loved by his family.

Those who raise questions may be doing so because they don't have such a happy family.

The little guy was so happy, smug and oblivious to everything else, that he completely forgot all his previous worries.

He was especially happy and hugged his father's hand affectionately, making a little squeaking sound, a sound he only made when he was happy.

It sounds more like a plush toy.

Richard and his companions watched with envy, filled with hatred for God. Why didn't God mass-produce the black tuna when He turned it into custard buns?

If we can't realize the beautiful vision of one person and one rabbit, then what kind of wish fulfillment is this?

"Kailan clearly doesn't know how to make wishes. It's unlikely I can get anything out of this single-celled organism. If I had known my baby was going to turn into a little rabbit, I should have whispered something in Kailan's ear..."

"I asked him to make a wish to send the baby to live with me."