Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Afternoon tea time ended.

With regards to the arrangement of rooms, Shen Qianshu did not care anymore and left them to settle the problem themselves. She carried her desserts upstairs, and it was just in time for Ye Ling who had just woken up from his afternoon nap. He was injured badly, had no energy, and was really weak. He seemed to have not much strength and was always in a dazed and woozy state. If Shen Qianshu did not have anything urgent, she did not like to come upstairs to disturb him too. She kept thinking that he would get better faster if he slept more.

“Master, did you have a good nap?” She put down the dessert she prepared and went to sit beside him.

Ye Ling’s breathing was really shallow, and it seemed as if taking deeper breaths would cause him to be in pain. Shen Qianshu took a cotton bud and wet it to moisturize his lips. She took great care of him. Ye Ling seemed to be cleaner and fresher too, just that he had grown stubbles on his face. It seemed that… he needed to shave already.

She could not help but reach out to touch it. It felt quite prickly.

Master with facial hair actually looks quite sexy!

“Who’s here?” Ye Ling asked.

“Jack is here,” Shen Qianshu said softly with a hint of a smile. “There’s something interesting going on between him and Mu Yuan.”

Ye Ling and Jack were not close with each other, and they had close to no connections at all. They did collaborate once three years ago, but they did not keep in contact at all after that. If it was not by pure coincidence and fate, they might not have had any interactions at all. Shen Qianshu held up the dessert and started to feed him.

“I don’t want to eat!” Ye Ling hollered.

“It’s not sweet!” Shen Qianshu said. Ye Ling had lots of dislikes when it came to his food. Now that he could not eat carelessly, she specially made a dessert that was suitable for him, just that she used less sugar. Ye Ling glanced at the colorful desserts in the transparent bowl and knew straight away that they were not anything great. His face showed an expression of pain, and he was full of hatred.

Meanwhile, Shen Qianshu had her own thoughts. Was this drama king purposely bullying her now that he was bedridden and immobile?

“Master, open your mouth!” Shen Qianshu smiled brightly. Ye Ling widened his mouth and took a bite. It was light on the palate and had a cherry blossom scent. It was not sweet, not thick, and was really refreshing. He was very satisfied.

“Is it nice?” Shen Qianshu asked.

“So so!”

“I will work hard to make it nicer next time.”

Ye Ling finished the whole bowl of desserts in seconds. Shen Qianshu touched his chin, and it felt a little prickly. She could not help but voice out. “Master, let me shave for you!”

“Uh huh.”

The weather was good today. She was not really skilled in shaving, but in moments, Ye Ling’s chin was totally covered in white bubbles. She took the razor in her hand and slowly shaved him. Although the final appearance was not perfect, her determination paid off, and she actually did quite a good job.

After shaving his facial hair, Shen Qianshu took the mirror over for him to take a look at himself.

“Master, look. Does it look nice?”

“Yeah!”

Shen Qianshu put down the mirror, smiled at him, and said, “After settling those escapees and after you can start walking, I will bring you out on a trip. Or do you feel like going back home?”

“What about you?”

“I’m fine with anything. I’ll listen to Master’s arrangements.”

“Let’s talk about this later!”

Shen Qianshu grabbed his hand. She did not know why, but after getting injured, Ye Ling seemed to always be in a bad mood. Shen Qianshu already thought of all the things she could to make him happy, but he was still somewhat moody. Seeing him like this, her heart ached badly too.

Master, what happened to you?

She had a strong urge to enter Ye Ling’s body and listen to his thoughts so as to know what he was thinking about.

But she could only be empathetic and not mention it.

For some things, Ye Ling needed to digest it himself.

His resentment for his second personality was also not something that bystanders could understand.

“Master, it’s as if we have gone back to seven years ago,” Shen Qianshu said and looked at him with a gentle smile. “Me taking care of you, and you making things difficult for me. I mull over how to make you happy every day and think about how to let you live in anticipation every day.”