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

Winston watched the black cricket circling at his feet.

The little guy got tired at the end and plopped down, his whole furry body wobbling. Then he curled up into a ball, and from Winston's angle, his back looked exactly like a round potato.

The little one looked up at his father, trying to awaken his father's indulgence and love.

After looking at it for a while, Winston couldn't help but ask:

"Honey, have you gained weight recently?"

Then Winston clearly saw the little guy's back stiffen.

A hint of guilt crept into those grape-like, jet-black eyes.

He lowered his head and licked his fur, trying to prove that he wasn't fat, just had a lot of fur.

He's a long-haired little rabbit.

Seeing this, Winston reached out and put his hand under the little guy's armpits, picked him up, and touched the little guy's round belly again as if to confirm.

But Winston also thought it was good for the little guy to be a bit chubby, that he was cute, so he wouldn't say anything that would upset a little custard bun.

"Hmm...maybe it's because the hair is long and it's puffed up."

Perhaps Winston is the kind of parent who, even if his little rabbit goes from being a dwarf rabbit to looking like a pig, would still post online asking if my child has lost weight recently.

Sure enough, Winston's next step was to kiss the little guy's swollen bread-like body.

His father picked him up, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at his phone, feeling that he was a little closer to his goal.

But at that moment, Richard picked up his phone and put it in his bag, right in front of the little guy.

"Little rabbits are not allowed to play on their phones."

Black Rabbit: There is clearly no such rule!

However, because Wu Tu did not answer the phone in time, the quick-thinking Ross had already arrived at the manor gate.

After he entered, he saw everyone there and instinctively tried to find Wu Tu.

Unfortunately, that familiar figure was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Wutu? What happened?"

Ross was indeed very perceptive; he immediately noticed that the atmosphere at Winston Manor was somewhat unusual today.

Winston remained silent for a moment.

They weren't ostracizing Ross, but rather the little guy had developed such an unusual condition, and they didn't know Ross well enough. They were afraid that Ulva would suffer the same fate again, so they were so wary.

Aside from his family, Winston didn't trust anyone.

This is caution ingrained in their genes, and it's not intentionally targeting Rose.

But the little guy still maintained his original attitude towards Ross and firmly believed in him.

Before Winston could explain, a little dumpling leaped out and jumped into Ross's arms.

Ross instinctively caught it and stared blankly at the small bread.

Upon seeing this, Cyrus immediately asked:

"What do you think? We just found this little bunny. Don't you think it's cute?"

Cyrus was eager for Ross's image to collapse in front of Ultus and was looking forward to hearing him say some bad things.

But Ross simply held the black lemur up to his eyes and watched as it stretched out its claws and pressed them against the tip of his nose.

Ross felt the little guy's soft fur brushing against his face.

He blushed strangely.

"Pretty cute..."

It is rare to find a weak creature willing to be close to him.

Ross has never been liked by small animals since he was a child. His parents bought him a comfort dog when he was sick, but in the end, Ross returned the dog to its parents because it didn't want to be close to him at all.

He had thought he wouldn't be popular with any small animals.

As it turned out, the custard bun wasn't afraid of him at all.

Rose even seemed to want to put the black rabbit on his head and express his affection for it.

The little guy seemed to sense Ross's feelings, and he moved even closer to Ross's face and licked Ross's cheek.

Ross: ...

Cyrus: "Damn it, are you going to cry? Stop making that disgusting face, okay? Shit—!"

Ross hugged the soft, fluffy custard bun tightly into his arms.

Cyrus is really going to be unhappy now.

He reached out to snatch the little guy back.

But Ross said:

"Do you want to raise it? If you don't like it, you can let me raise it."

How can this not be considered a direct, face-to-face attack on the guardians of the black tusk?

Before the little guy could even express that he was a black clown, Cyrus snatched him back.

"Who said we're not going to raise them anymore?!"

Ross hadn't expected Cyrus to react so strongly to just a little rabbit. He frowned and asked:

"Haven't you always disliked animals?"

"You also said that these are all fragile and useless lives, and there is no reason for you to stay."

Cyrus: !

Cyrus immediately covered the black rabbit's ears.

He tried his best to explain to the little guy:

"This person is spreading rumors! Honey, he's just faking it!"

"He was playing the victim, trying to get your pity! He's a really bad guy!"

Looking at Cyrus, Ross almost mistook him for a mental patient.

However, he quickly realized what was going on and discovered their shady dealings:

"You call him 'baby'?"

"Is he a black rabbit?"

Ross looked down at the black rabbit that Cyrus was holding tightly in his arms, and finally understood what was going on.

Ross's tone was somewhat detached: "Am I dreaming?"

But the custard bun told him he wasn't dreaming.

The black clapped its paws, but Cyrus didn't move.

Wu Tu stomped his foot hard, and his thick-skinned older brother finally felt a push on his back and helped Wu Tu bring the computer over.

The little guy started typing again to explain to Ross.

Ross stared at the fuzzy face of the custard bun, his eyes seemingly filled with fanaticism.

I don't know what I was imagining.

But as he looked down, he immediately stood in front of a custard bun and said earnestly:

"Are you the little rabbit who turned into a human? Disguised as a human, are you trying to rule the earth?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely support you, and I will make you rule all of humanity!"

Upon hearing Ross's words, Wu Tu was so frightened that she left a string of gibberish on the computer screen.

Ross was completely terrified out of nowhere, what should we do?

Finally, after thinking for a moment, Wu Tu kicked Ross in the face, finally bringing him to his senses.

Ross touched the mark on his face, even feeling happy, as if he had quickly become a qualified cat owner.

Wu Tu now feels that her body is really useless. When facing her family, apart from enjoying excessive petting, the little guy can't speak or communicate.

He didn't know how to express himself, and he was afraid that his family would think he was too weak and useless.

But in reality, the existence of the black worm is its greatest significance.

Even though he's now a fat potato or a custard bun, his popularity has only increased in his family's eyes.

The little guy has never left his family's arms except when he wants to get down and move around.

As soon as they see the little guy, they automatically turn into clamps, endlessly stroking the black rabbit, and even kissing him like a machine gun.