If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

The next morning, Pei Yuening's biological clock woke her up on time.

He instinctively shrank further under the covers.

The body's memories come to mind before the brain does.

A certain sensation lingered on my lips, a slightly tingling, numbing itch that made my scalp tingle.

It felt like someone was holding my waist, and I could feel the weight of fingers rubbing my hair at the back of my neck.

The distance between their intertwined breaths, their bodies perfectly joined, the lingering pain when their lips and tongues parted...

Pei Yuening suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing I saw was the familiar ceiling.

The Duke of Winston's mansion, his bedroom, his bed.

Beside the pillow, a black slime lay quietly.

Seeing that he was awake, Egg lazily wriggled a little and asked, "Awake?"

Pei Yuening didn't say anything, her face turning red from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears within seconds.

"...Eggs."

"Um."

"Last night...that..."

"Which one?"

Pei Yuening buried her face in the pillow: "You're asking a question you already know the answer to."

Egg rolled her eyes non-existently: "You mean the one where Luo Ren dreamt about you, and you rushed in, hugged and kissed him, and let him kiss you half the night?"

Pei Yuening's ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

"...Could you please not be so blunt?"

"I've already been very restrained," Egg bounced to the edge of the pillow and pressed its cool body against Pei Yuening's burning cheek. "I've already been very lenient by not saying you've successfully won him over."

Pei Yuening glared at it: "You weren't like this last night."

"That was last night," Egg said matter-of-factly. "Last night you were a warrior entering my dreams, today you're a love-struck fool who's awake. Do you think you can treat you the same?"

“…………”

Pei Yuening still decided not to stoop to the level of a slime.

He rolled over and lay on his back, his fingers unconsciously touching his lips.

I was kissed so hard in my dream that my skin was swollen, but I'm perfectly fine in reality.

Looking at him like this, Egg said meaningfully, "Master, you slept well last night, didn't you?"

Pei Yuening nodded subconsciously: "Mm."

"How could it not be good to be hugged, kissed, and cuddled by Luo Ren?"

"Eggs!"

"What I'm saying is true," Egg said without batting an eye: "Your heart rate spiked to 130 last night. I thought you were going to die in your sleep."

Pei Yuening pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball.

"...I'm going to die."

"Can you cook today's meal before you die?" Egg said. "Gao Gao fell asleep in bed after delivering the food last night and is still lying there."

Pei Yuening poked half her head out from under the covers.

He looked at the black slime on his pillow and his lips moved several times.

Egg waited for a while.

"What?"

Pei Yuening buried her face back in the blanket.

Several seconds passed before a voice came from inside: "Next time... um... next time I want to..."

"Master, just say it directly, do you want to climb into my bed?"

Pei Yuening instantly threw off the blanket: "Can you please stop saying such awful things!"

"Oh, okay," Egg asked, "So, what do you want?"

Pei Yuening stared at it, resolute in the face of death, and said, "I...I just wanted him to kiss me on his own initiative."

"this one?"

"What do you mean by 'that's all'?! This is really difficult, okay?!"

"You let him kiss you half the night last night, and today you're telling me you want him to kiss you first?" Egg said slowly, "That's not called having lofty goals, that's just doing something unnecessary."

Pei Yuening stretched a hand out from under the covers and precisely pinched the body of the testicle: "Shut up."

"I'm telling the truth."

His fingers pinched her balls until they were deformed, but he still wouldn't let up: "He didn't make you say anything when he kissed you last night. Think carefully, wasn't it him who initiated it afterwards?"

"Aaaaaah, stop talking!!" Pei Yuening rolled around in the blanket, and before she knew it, Gao Gao, who was wrapped up in the blanket, was thrown out.

"Ugh—"

A muffled thud came from the floor.

"..."

Pei Yuening's hand froze.

Look at the mess this has made.

Pei Yuening peeked out and took a look.

Gao Gao scratched her bottom on the floor, rolled over, and continued sleeping on the carpet.

Pei Yuening lay back down with peace of mind and buried her face in the pillow again.

"Eggs."

"Um."

"Will he remember anything after he wakes up?"

"Can you remember all your dreams?"

Pei Yuening's heart leaped into her throat: "Ah? What am I going to do?!"

"He'll definitely remember the important parts," Egg said quietly. "He probably only knows that he kissed you in his dream, but he'll forget the specific feelings."

"Oh……"

"Oh what?" Eggy rammed him with his body like a bull. "Get up and cook! I'm starving after using magic all night!"

"Okay, okay, I got it!"

Pei Yuening rolled out of bed and bent down to scoop up the cake from the floor.

The maids came in to help him wash up and change his clothes. Once everything was ready, Dandan was already squatting at the bedroom door waiting.

"Such swift action, could it be the power of love?"

"It's the power of gratitude," Pei Yuening said, holding him in her arms as they went downstairs. "Yesterday, Brother Huaijin saved my life. If it weren't for him, I would have been bitten by a bamboo viper."

"Oh, that prince's son."

"Yes, so I'll make egg tarts today. One batch can bake a lot, and I can take them to school to share with them." Pei Yuening counted on her fingers: "Brother Huaijin, Ryan, Ollie... um... well, they're all my own kids."

"And Professor He, she stood outside for so long yesterday, it must have been tough for her."

"That's a lot indeed, I'm going to eat ten thousand of them."

"roll."

In the kitchen.

The maid on the early shift was preparing ingredients for breakfast. When she saw Pei Yuening enter, she stopped and bowed, saying, "Good morning, young master."

"Good morning," Pei Yuening rolled up his sleeves. "Thank you for waiting a little longer. Go and do your other things."

"Yes."

The maids withdrew.

Pei Yuening opened the storage cabinet and took out the necessary materials one by one.

Flour, butter, sugar, milk, eggs.

Egg jumped off the shoulder and landed precisely on the edge of the stove, finding a comfortable angle to lie down.

From this vantage point, you can see Pei Yuening's hands, smell the food, and it doesn't even stop it from talking.

Mix flour and butter together, add salt, sugar, and water, and knead into a dough.

After wrapping it up, put it in the cabinet adorned with ice magic stones.

Flatten and roll out another piece of butter, then put it in as well.

Take it out half an hour later and tear the dough into a square.

Wrap the chilled butter inside, roll it out, fold it, and roll it out again.

Repeat this three times, and the dough will become a thin sheet.

There weren't any decent molds available, so Pei Yuening just grabbed whatever would do.

Push your thumb up along the edge, just enough to catch it.

Making egg tart filling is even simpler.

Whisk the egg yolks with sugar until smooth, then pour in milk, heavy cream, and sugar.

Sieve it once for a finer texture.

Pour it into the tart shells, filling them about eight-tenths full.

Once everything is ready, it can be put into the Fire Magic Stone Oven.

The tart crust splits open layer by layer, and the butter sizzles out.

The edges gradually turned a golden brown, and dark spots appeared on the surface.

Egg took a deep breath: "Ah—that feels good."

Before Pei Yuening could speak, Gao Gao in the pocket suddenly opened her eyes: "What's that smell?!"

She flew out in a flash, her face pressed straight against the oven: "Awwwww—it smells so good!! Master! What is this?!"

"Egg tart," Pei Yuening grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her away, "Stay away from me, it's hot."

"I'm not afraid of getting burned!"

"I'm afraid you'll lick the tinplate dirty."

"I don't have pica!"

"But you're a big glutton."

"oh oh."

Time is up.

Pei Yuening opened the oven, and a burst of hot, sweet aroma wafted out.

Although some were deformed, each of these egg tarts was golden and crispy.

Their surfaces are covered with a layer of caramel-colored spots, while the concave parts in the middle are still tender and shiny.

Egg and Cake came over at the same time, and for what seemed like the umpteenth time, they experienced an epic lung attack.

"Wow---!!!"