Pudding x Zhuang Zhuo ②
His palms, calloused from years of hard work, didn't quite control his strength. As soon as he increased the pressure slightly, Pudding let out a muffled groan, shifting her body slightly to the side, her voice tinged with grievance: "Boss, it hurts a little. Can you be a little gentler?"
"So many demands," Zhuang Zhuo thought to himself, but he still made sure to move gently.
Even so, Pudding still felt uncomfortable, and... and it felt so strange.
He told Zhuang Zhuo about his idea. Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zhuo's Adam's apple bobbed, and he muttered "troublesome" under his breath.
Upon hearing this, Pudding wondered if he was being too dramatic. He figured he could just bear it and it would pass; why cause the boss so much trouble? He was about to say, "I can bear it," when he saw Zhuang Zhuo suddenly lower his head.
The next second, Pudding shuddered as if electrocuted, froze, and her voice changed: "Boss, what are you doing?"
What else can we do? Zhuang Zhuoxin thought to himself, of course, we can use a faster and more convenient method.
A slight ache mixed with an unfamiliar tingling sensation came over her, causing Pudding's tears to well up instantly and stream down her cheeks.
The rich aroma of milk filled his mouth, and Zhuang Zhuo couldn't help but swallow.
Damn, it's so sweet.
Pudding's tears fell even harder, her hand unconsciously grabbing Zhuang Zhuo's hair, her voice trembling: "No, don't do this..."
Zhuang Zhuo felt a slight pain in his hair from being pulled, but he didn't stop and increased the force.
"Waaah... Boss!" Pudding's cries grew louder, her tears soaking Zhuang Zhuo's collar.
It's so sour, so painful, and so strange.
"I don't want it anymore!" Pudding twisted his body desperately trying to break free. He loosened his grip on Zhuang Zhuo's hair and instead pushed his shoulder, but his strength was no match for Zhuang Zhuo's, who had worked hard all year round. Pushing him was like tickling him.
Zhuang Zhuo gripped his waist tightly, giving him no chance to break free.
"It's too late to say no now."
Zhuang Zhuo's voice was cold and deep, making Pudding feel uneasy. The boss had suddenly become terrifying.
"Look at you now, half-human and half-demon. Who else but me would care about you? If you don't clean this thing up, do you want to be seen as a monster?"
Upon hearing this, Pudding's crying subsided. The boss was right; he was a monster now, and no one but the boss would care about him.
Zhuang Zhuo seemed to sense his wavering and continued, "If you don't behave, I'll throw you out."
Upon hearing this, Pudding trembled violently. He raised his tear-streaked face, his voice trembling, "Don't throw me out."
He dared not imagine what it would be like to be thrown out, to be starved like a monster, or to go hungry. The thought of these things brought tears to his eyes again, but he dared not struggle any longer. He could only obediently lean against Zhuang Zhuo's chest and plead softly, "I'll be good, boss, I'll be good, please don't throw me away."
Zhuang Zhuo looked at his terrified appearance, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the slight irritation in his heart subsided a little, but his tone was still not soft: "It's good that you know."
As he spoke, he softened the movements of his lips and teeth slightly.
Damn, it's so sweet and fragrant, better than any milk he's ever had before. If this keeps up, he's going to drown in it.
A strange feeling welled up again. This time, Pudding didn't dare to resist loudly anymore. She just held Zhuang Zhuo's head, her neck involuntarily tilting back, and humming softly.
His whole body went limp, and he would have almost fallen to the ground if Zhuang Zhuo hadn't held him firmly by the waist with one hand.
Numbness, sourness, and bloating. The three sensations intertwined, strangely making him uneasy, but as he panicked, another feeling washed over him.
"Hmm..." He couldn't help but groan. How could this be? He had felt pain before, but now it felt... good?
What should I do? Is it going to break? Waaaaah.
*
The zookeeper discovered that the cow named Pudding was missing. After questioning Zhuang Zhuo, he learned that Zhuang Zhuo suspected the cow might be sick and had already sent it to the slaughterhouse.
In addition, the zookeepers noticed that Zhuang Zhuo had been bringing a boy to the farm recently. The boy always had a strong, lingering milky smell about him, as if he had just been pulled out of a milk bucket.
Strangely, every time the two went into the rest room and came out, the boy's eyes were always red and his lips were an unnatural red.
He thought Zhuang Zhuo was bullying the boy, but the boy was usually very clingy to Zhuang Zhuo and followed him everywhere. He didn't seem to be bullied at all.
Oh, right, the strangest thing is that since their farm produces a lot of milk every day, any unsold milk is distributed to the workers. Zhuang Zhuo himself used to drink a bottle of fresh milk every morning. But lately, he hasn't seen Zhuang Zhuo touch the milk in the warehouse.
One time he couldn't help but ask, "Boss, why haven't you been drinking milk lately?"
Zhuang Zhuo replied: "I drink it every day, I'm so full, now I feel like my pee is turning into milk."
The zookeeper was even more puzzled. The milk outbound records in the warehouse were clear, and no extra milk had been left for Zhuang Zhuo. Where did all the milk he drank every day come from?
--over--
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