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

The two paused.

Pei Yuening suddenly opened her eyes and bounced back as if struck by lightning.

He took half a foot back, his back hitting the sofa armrest, his lips still glistening with moisture, and his ears so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

He instinctively raised his hand to cover his lips and turned to look at the source of the sound.

A gray-blue wind wolf was standing next to the sofa, its head tilted, its long snout almost touching his face.

It was much larger than I had imagined, its shoulder height even exceeding Pei Yuening's head. Its limbs were long and sturdy, covered with a thick layer of fluffy fur.

At that moment, those eyes were staring at them without blinking.

"...Philo." Luo Ren's voice came from the side, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Pei Yuening stood frozen in place, staring at the large, furry head so close to her, her mind completely blank.

Filo leaned to the other side: "So what were you guys doing just now?"

"...Nothing." Pei Yuening said reflexively.

Philo's ears twitched, and she leaned her nose forward a little more: "I saw your mouths were pressed together. Why were you biting each other's faces?"

Pei Yuening's face flushed instantly, reaching the roots of her neck: "It wasn't a bite!"

"What's that?" Philo scratched his head. "Are you guys fighting?"

"Yes..." Pei Yuening opened her mouth.

Uh, so how is he supposed to explain the concept of "kissing" to a wind wolf...?

Luo Ren paused for a moment before speaking, "Philo, you can go out now."

Filo ignored her and instead moved closer to Pei Yuening: "Hiss...you smell pretty good, you smell like a unicorn flower fairy."

"Oh, and it smells like my master too."

Pei Yuening covered her face, feeling like she could just dig a hole and bury herself right there.

Luo Ren reached out and placed his hand on Philo's head, gently pushing it outwards: "Go outside and wait there."

"oh oh."

Philo slowly turned around and walked unhurriedly to the door.

Luo Ren: "...Close the door."

"oh oh."

Philo stretched out a paw and scratched at the door.

Luo Ren sighed.

Pei Yuening felt like she had never been so crazy in her life.

"...Has it always been like this?"

"I've never seen this before," Luo Ren said. "You'll get used to it."

"What if it keeps asking me this every day after I marry you?"

Luo Ren paused for a moment, then said, "I will explain it to it."

Pei Yuening: "…………"

He leaned back against Luo Ren and snuggled into his arms.

After a long pause, he finally chuckled and said, "Alright then."

Luo Ren lowered her head and kissed his brow and eyes: "It's getting late, are you hungry?"

Pei Yuening thought for a moment: "A little, I didn't eat much this morning."

"I'll have the chef prepare it. What would you like to eat?"

Pei Yuening: "..."

That's not necessary.

After much deliberation, Pei Yuening finally stood in the Duke's kitchen.

Luo Ren dismissed all his servants, and now the entire first floor was quiet.

Pei Yuening gave him a quick look.

This place is unlike his own kitchen, which he renovated and had a lively, homey feel; it's clearly been meticulously maintained by servants.

The stone countertop was as smooth as a mirror, and copper pots and pans were neatly hung on an iron rack on the wall. Even the seasoning jars were arranged in a straight line according to their size.

Pei Yuening stood in front of the kitchen counter and turned to rummage through the storage.

The ingredients were more complete than he had imagined, but the types were similar to what he had at home.

It's mostly monster meat of rank A or higher.

Pei Yuening picked and chose, her fingers pausing slightly as they brushed over the pork flesh.

Then it was immediately moved away.

In the end, he chose tomatoes and chicken legs.

Last time Qin Shuxing suddenly visited in the middle of the night, he didn't even have time to have Gao Gao deliver it to Luo Ren.

Let's give him something good to eat this time.

Pei Yuening rolled up his uniform sleeves and turned on the tap to rinse the tomatoes.

The sound of running water added a touch of life to the overly quiet kitchen.

He had just picked up the knife to chop the scallions when he heard footsteps behind him.

Luo Ren walked behind him and stood there quietly.

He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around Pei Yuening's waist from behind.

Pei Yuening paused in her movements: "...What's wrong?"

"I'll stay with you." Luo Ren's voice came from above. "I've never seen you at the kitchen counter in person."

Pei Yuening's fingers tightened around the knife hilt, and the tips of her ears began to turn red again: "That's true..."

Since that's the case, he stopped saying anything and focused on doing his own thing.

I have plenty of time today, so I'll just cook two dishes.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and braised chicken.

First, wash the chicken thighs to remove the blood, debone them, and cut them into pieces.

There's also Pei Yuening's personal habit: he hates chicken fat and chicken skin, so he simply gets rid of them all at once.

Then comes the three-piece set for removing fishy smells, still using inauthentic lemon juice.

The taste might be a little worse, but there's no better option.

Then, Pei Yuening turned on the magic furnace.

Luo Ren glanced down at it: "Is this enough? Do we need wind magic to assist us?"

Pei Yuening shook her head: "No need, that's enough."

As the cold oil slowly heated up, Pei Yuening threw in the ginger slices and onions, which sizzled.

The aroma rose, though most of it was drawn away by the small ventilation array above the kitchen, the peculiar smell still reached Luo Ren's nose.

"This flavor is very unique," Luo Ren said.

"Of course."

As Pei Yuening spoke, she poured the chopped chicken thigh meat into the pot.

The moment the chicken nuggets touched the hot oil, steam rose up.

Next, stir-fry quickly so that each piece of chicken is evenly coated with oil.

The chicken surface gradually tightens and changes color, with the edges turning slightly browned.

Pei Yuening poured a ring of bean paste, a spoonful of sugar, and two bowls of water into it.

To ensure the layers were right, he still added some potato chunks and mushrooms to cook together.

The broth covered the chicken, bubbling gently.

Cover the pot and simmer over low heat.

While we're at it, we can quickly make a tomato and egg stir-fry in a separate pot.

He was very familiar with this dish, and the whole process was smooth and quick, taking less than ten minutes.

When it was done cooking, the braised chicken was also ready.

Two dishes were placed on the counter. Pei Yuening washed her hands and turned to leave.

But Luo Ren's arms were still wrapped around his waist, showing no sign of loosening.

"...Your Majesty the Duke."

"Um."

Pei Yuening chuckled: "How are we supposed to go to the restaurant like this?"

"..." Luo Ren silently released his hand.

Outside the door, the butler was already waiting quietly.

The kitchen door opened, and he bowed slightly to the two people inside: "Your Grace, the dining room is ready."

"Please make your way there, Young Master Pei. A servant will bring your meal shortly."

Luo Ren nodded: "Mm."