Ling Sheng did not stay in the hotel arranged by the production team. Instead, she stayed in Jun Shiyanâs presidential suite.
The next morning, she was woken up by an aroma. She got out of bed in a daze and ran over with half-open eyes, leaning against the kitchen door frame.
In the kitchen, the man was chopping vegetables. His jade-like fingers were holding a small bunch of tender green onions. His knife skills were so excellent that they made her eyes light up.
She was envious.
What kind of godly man was he? He could actually cook?
âGo wash up first. Breakfast will be ready soon.â Jun Shiyan put down the kitchen knife and moved the scallions on the chopping board into a bowl. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young ladyâs fair and tender feet and frowned slightly. âPut on your slippers. Be careful, or youâll catch a cold.â
Ling Sheng leaned against the door frame and looked at the man in front of her without blinking. Her eyes were full of admiration. She wanted to ask him if there was anything he did not know!
Jun Shiyan let out a low sigh and smiled helplessly. After wiping his hands, he walked forward and bent down to pick her up. In a low voice, he asked with a smile, âDid you fall asleep?â
Ling Sheng shook her head hurriedly. Her soft, sweet voice was hoarse as she looked at the man in front of her seriously. âThird Master, is there anything you donât know?â
Jun Shiyan thought for a while before saying, âHow to please your father.â
He had not learned how to do it before, so he might need some time to get used to it. He might not be good at it, but he would work hard.
Ling Shengâs heart was filled with sweetness as she let out a low cough and tried to guide him. âYou can consider pleasing my grandpa and grandma first. My father is not important.â
As long as her grandparents agreed, her fatherâs opinion would really mean nothing. If he dared to say no, her grandpa would slap him.
âIâll remember that.â Jun Shiyan smiled happily. He lowered his head and planted a feather-like kiss on her forehead before saying, âGood morning.â
Ling Sheng was stunned for a moment before she hooked her arms around the manâs neck and aimed for his lips. She touched them quickly before she jumped out of his embrace and ran. She dashed to the washroom door before shouting, âGood morning!â
Jun Shiyan smiled, his laughter spreading from his chest. His slender fingers touched his lips before he turned around to bring her slippers.
Ling Sheng patted her heart and looked at her flushed face in the mirror. She could not help but swallow. Facing his magnificent beauty in the morning was testing her self-control.
In front of her was a coupleâs set of toothbrushes. The cups and towels were also part of a coupleâs set. Hers were pink, while the Third Masterâs were white.
She had just squeezed some toothpaste out when she saw the man walk over from behind her with a smile. He was holding a pair of pink slippers in his hand. He squatted down beside her and gently picked up her feet before stuffing them in.
Ling Shengâs heart raced as she looked at the man with infatuated eyes. She smiled gently and said, âThank you, Third Master.â
Jun Shiyan touched her shoulder and made her stand aside. Then, he picked up his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth.
The duo stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the mirror while brushing their teeth. Ling Sheng, who was evil-hearted, pointed at Jun Shiyan, her mouth full of foam. âDonât move.â
Jun Shiyan frowned slightly and stopped. Upon seeing her shocked expression, he did not know what she was up to.
Ling Shengâs eyes were sly as she tiptoed to wipe the foam around his mouth. Then, she laughed out loud and asked, âGrandpa, how old are you?â
Jun Shiyan looked at the complacent young lady and said seriously, âOld lady, canât you remember your husbandâs age now?â
Ling Sheng started coughing. She bent down and said in a fake old voice, âI canât get any older. Iâm senile. You said you are my husband? Why donât I remember that?â
Jun Shiyanâs eyes were full of affection as he played with her. âI bought the toothbrush in your hand, the shoes youâre wearing, and the pajamas youâre wearing. You are mine too.â
Ling Sheng could not help but laugh. While brushing her teeth, she started to worry. âThird Master, what do you think will happen when I get old and really suffer from dementia? What if I donât remember anything?â
Jun Shiyanâs voice was gentle. âItâs alright. Iâll make you fall in love with me every day.â