Mama's Princess Is Daddy's Beloved

Back in Chiboa,

Warm rays of sunlight entered the room marking the start of the day. The woman lying on the bed, stretched her limbs to relieve the ache she was feeling in her body from lying in the same position for the whole night.

"Arghh!! Such a sunny morning it is! How come I have not downed the curtains last night. It's so irritating" Feng Yi Lan cursed under her breath when she felt warm rays from the sun coming and teasing her early in the morning. Getting Vitamin D early in the morning was not her thing, so every night she was habituated to pull all the curtains of her room down, so her morning remains all chilled and sober according to her preference.

The back of her hand pressed over her eyes in an attempt to cover it so that her sleep does not get ruined so easily. But, however, she tried to save her slender long fingers were helplessly leaving a corner or two behind, making the morning hard for her. She squirmed at her place under the blanket finding her comfort until she felt a strong arm rising up to envelope her into its embrace.

"Sshh … it's fine. I am here. I will provide you with the comfort that you need. Come on! Now relax", a soft voice came to her ears, all tuned with the notes of comfort and ease, instantly relaxing her irritated nerves.

As if spellbound to his voice and words, without even confirming who was it, she succumbed as he directed her. His arms that were wrapped around her back pulled her closer to his firm chest that was already ready for her to hug, while her head cosily got fitted under his chin, perfectly inhaling his warm skin cologne.

In his embrace, the lady was all calm and convenient. "Aye, this feels so nice. I must go and praise the toy designer in the shop. This huge teddy from them is sure very useful" She said to no one in particular as her lips curled up to give a blissful satisfying smile.

But just as she said so, she heard someone clicking his tongue in disapproval near her ears before the adding, "Huh? There is no designer that created me, dear. I was solely created in heaven to accompany the young miss from Feng Household".

Though the couple were in the lane of their sweet sleep, they could still hear each other,s voices all clearly.

Feng Yi Lan brows got furrowed when she heard those words. Her expressions changed as it felt a little unlike the usual morning. Pouting slightly, she felt ignorance would be the best thing to save her good sleep, so she did. After all, which sane person would ever stake his or her sleep just to retort their soft toy's illusioned words? Of course, no one! And she was no exception.

"Who cares?" She said to herself lightly, before snuggling more closed in the comfy embrace. But just as she did, her heart stiffened along with her body muscles. Her eyes snapped open but it did not dare to look or move anywhere.

Did she just hear heartbeats? From when did the lifeless toys start having heartbeat? What absurd product did the shopkeeper sell to her?

She remained rooted in her position, closed to the embrace as she had been. But it was then when she also felt soft warm breaths of someone brushing the back of her hair. 'What the hell was happening?' she said under her breath before pulling herself a little away from the embrace, so that she could get a better picture of what was happening around.

Detaching herself a little, she looked around. Though everything was not visible to her eyes, she could still see the things that seemed to be all unfamiliar to her. Like the differently designed ceiling edges as well as the lighting system. Did her caretaker put her apartment on the renovation?

She shook her head on her own thoughts. Nope, that definitely couldn't happen. Won't renovations always take time? Her curious eyes moved more to look around. She slowly tried to turn around so that she could get a better view of the place but the moment she did so, she was pulled back to her place.

"Where are you going? It's still early in the morning. You should sleep more" The man said from the side, much to Yi Lan's terror.

Of course, she knew whom that voice belonged to. But still, to reconfirm the man in her imagination, she lifted her head up to look only to find that her instincts were not at all wrong. But then how did she end up here, on the bed with him? Did they …

At such wild thoughts of hers, her eyes widened in terror and before she knew a loud yell left her lips. "Noooooo! This can't happen."

As she yelled, she shot up from the bed, almost pushing the man down on the floor while clutching the blanket close to her chest. Qi Shuai was also taken aback. Though he has already expected this, after such a good sleep at night he has almost forgotten this coming.

Getting all panicked at her scream, he quickly asked with concern, "What happened? Yi Lan, are you fine?"

The woman did not say anything, just stared at him with some accusation filled in her eyes. Qi Shuai was all confused looking at her like this. What does that look of hers mean?

"Yi Lan, I am not a face reader that would be able to read your eyes. Can you tell me why are you yelling this early in the morning?" he asked, while his eyes looked around to find any small threat in the room.

"L – Last night … What did you do to me? How did I end up in your bedroom?" The woman asked, with a slight stutter but her silly accusation all clear to the ears.

Qi Shuai did not understand it first, given to the trance of sleep in which he was still enveloped in. But the meaning got quite well to his understanding nerves when saw her pose with the blanket. "Hey! Are you blaming me for doing something immoral to you?"

Without showing any hesitation, Feng Yi Lan nodded. "Yes, I am! Am I not a frail girl, who ended up on the lavish bed of a rich Director? The storylines of most of the movies always go according to this, so I must also follow the same suit. After all, this is my first time encountering such a situation in my life". She said complacently, blinking her eyes.

"You …" Qi Shuai almost reached the edge of the cliff with her words. But the moment he reached; the woman interrupted him.

"I am hungry. I think I need some good breakfast. Can you please prepare something for me, Brother Shuai?", she said, all innocently caressing her tummy in hunger.

Qi Shuai was stunned at her words for a moment, not understanding how he should react to all this? Was her brain still grooving with last night's hangover? Or else he doesn't find any reason for her calling him as Brother Shuai, this lovingly. Something was definitely fishy.