Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

As they were talking, Qi Yuge had already finished cooking.

Although it was just a simple plate of fried rice with eggs.

The egg flowers are golden yellow, the rice grains are distinct, and the scallions are bright green.

When that aroma wafted into her nose, Li Yaoyao's stomach rumbled very honestly.

The background music from "MasterChef Junior" automatically started playing in her head.

"You're out of meat, so just make do with this."

Qi Yuge pushed the plate in front of her.

Li Yaoyao sat down at the table with the plate in her arms, picked up a spoon, scooped up a big mouthful, and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she squinted her eyes happily.

She took a few bites before realizing there was only one plate of rice on the table.

With her mouth full of spoon, she asked indistinctly, "Aren't you going to eat?"

I'm not hungry.

Qi Yuge leaned against the island platform and casually picked up his phone to browse through it.

Li Yaoyao didn't think much of it and continued eating.

Yanyan flew down and landed on the back of a chair next to the dining table, tilting her head to watch her eat.

Then it started wiggling its paws left and right to dance and entertain her.

Li Yaoyao was amused and laughed out loud, and ate even more enthusiastically.

Halfway through the meal, the doorbell rang.

Li Yaoyao raised her head, a grain of rice still stuck to the corner of her mouth.

Qi Yuge walked over and opened the door. A middle-aged man in a black suit stood at the door, holding a thermos food container, and bowed respectfully.

Qi Yuge took the food box, said something, and the man bowed slightly and left.

He carried the food box to the dining table and opened it—inside was a very exquisite takeout meal.

Judging from the plating, you can tell this isn't something you'd find in an ordinary restaurant.

This kind of takeout, which can only be ordered by people with the surname Qi, is not delivered to outsiders; the manager is specially assigned to deliver it by car.

He pushed the food box towards her.

Li Yaoyao looked down at the high-end takeout box.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, garlic broccoli, and two golden-brown roasted chicken wings.

Without hesitation, she pushed the remaining half-plate of fried rice aside, grabbed her chopsticks, picked up a chicken wing, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You're not eating rice anymore?"

Qi Yuge's lips twitched slightly as he watched her abandon the fried rice without hesitation.

With a chicken wing stuffed in her mouth, Li Yaoyao nodded vaguely.

"Glutton."

Qi Yuge reached out and took the half plate of fried rice, picked up the spoon she had used, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The movements were natural and without hesitation.

Li Yaoyao froze, staring blankly at him as she held the chicken wing in her mouth.

"Why are you eating my leftovers?"

Qi Yuge finished chewing the food in his mouth and looked up at her.

"It tastes even better with your saliva on it."

Li Yaoyao lowered her head, buried her face in the food box and continued to gnaw on the chicken wings, cursing "pervert" in her heart.

She didn't forget Yan Yan, so she picked out two pieces of lightly flavored meat from the food box, tore them into small strips, and fed them to Yan Yan.

Yanyan tilted her head back and caught the meat strip, so happy that her tail feathers stood up.

He immediately jumped for her again on the back of the chair, even more energetically than before, and added a spinning motion.

Li Yaoyao watched it dance with a smile, but as she smiled, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Her gaze fell on the feathers covering the base of Yan Yan's wings.

There was a small patch of feathers there that was the wrong color, and it had clumped together into a brownish hard mass.

She put down her chopsticks, lifted Yanyan off the back of the chair and placed her on her lap, gently brushing aside the feather covering her.

The base of the feathers was covered with dried blood, and there was a thin, long crack on the skin. The wound was not deep, but the edges had already scabbed over.

She gasped, "What's going on?!"

Qi Yuge had just finished the last bite of rice, put down his spoon, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"That's why I came to see you today. It's close to the company, so I asked you to bandage up Yan Yan."

He said it so casually.

Li Yaoyao stood up, holding Yan Yan, both anxious and angry, raising her voice.

"Why didn't you tell me about something this big?! What have you been doing since you came in?!"

Qi Yuge leaned back in his chair and glared at her.

Li Yaoyao sniffed, feeling a little guilty.

She knew that the man had been serving her the moment he walked in.

She stammered.

"Well...we need to treat Yan Yan's wound first."

The man showed no remorse whatsoever: "Now you know."

Actually, it's common for Yanyan to get injured. This little cut is about the same as a scraped knee on a person, so there's no need to make a special trip to get it bandaged.

He was just looking for an excuse to come to Li Yaoyao's place.

Li Yaoyao was so angry at his attitude that she was speechless.

"Aren't you Yanyan's stepfather?! What kind of father are you?!"

She stopped eating, picked up Yanyan, and walked to the living room. She squatted in front of the coffee table, opened the first-aid kit, and took out iodine and gauze.

Qi Yuge stood up from his chair, slowly put his hands in his pockets and followed her, leaning against the living room door frame to watch her.

She sat cross-legged on the carpet, placed Yanyan on her knees, first rinsed the wound with saline solution, and then used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to clean the edges of the scab little by little.

With practiced ease and lightness, one hand held the eagle's wing root to prevent it from moving around, while the other hand steadily applied disinfectant, the force so precise that it didn't cause any discomfort to Yan Yan.

Yanyan lay obediently on her lap the whole time, without even struggling. Her golden-brown eyes were half-closed, and she made low gurgling sounds in her throat, as if she were enjoying a nursing service.

As Qi Yuge watched this scene, a detail suddenly came to mind.

The animals he kept on his estate, whether aggressive or docile, did not seem to show much hostility towards Li Yaoyao.

He initially thought it was a coincidence.

Now, watching her intently treat the wound, her technique is far more professional than that of an ordinary pet lover.

He suddenly realized that perhaps this girl could actually come in handy.

"You said before that you worked at a pet hospital?"

He spoke from the door frame, his tone casual, but his gaze never left her hand.

"Would you like to try living with those ten or so 'little animals' still in the quarantine area?"

Li Yaoyao packed up the first-aid kit and patted Yanyan's back to indicate that it could fly.

Then he stood up and went over what Qi Yuge had just said in his mind again.

It took her a while to process what she was seeing before her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh? Really? Is that okay?"

"However, they are all rare beasts, and some are quite ferocious. If you get injured by them, I won't be responsible."

Qi Yuge leaned against the door frame, speaking casually.

The curve of his lips looked deliberately provocative.

Li Yaoyao pouted and threw the cotton swab soaked in iodine into the trash can.

"No problem! I want to do it! I'll do it! Let me try!"

She pounded her chest to show her determination.

This is her original profession; she studied it for five years!

She'll get angry with anyone who tries to stop her.