Ye Sheng cursed inwardly, but his eyes couldn't look away.
He even inexplicably reached out his uninjured right hand to brush away a stray strand of hair from her cheek.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch her delicate skin—
QQ—
There was a knock on the door.
"Third Brother, are you awake? We've brought you some chicken soup."
"!!!"
Ye Sheng was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He pulled his outstretched hand back as if he had been electrocuted, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat!
Feeling guilty, he frantically tried to pretend he had just woken up, but his movements were too vigorous and aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain, his handsome face instantly contorting into a bitter expression.
The commotion successfully woke Shen Shuling up.
She groggily raised her head, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and saw Jin Xiangyu and Ye Nian'an standing at the door. Her mind went blank for a moment.
"Aunt Jin... Aunt Jin? Sister Nian'an? What... what brings you here?"
She subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth.
Thankfully, I didn't drool.
Otherwise, this social scene would be too horrible to watch!
"Shuling, are you alright?"
Jin Xiangyu's eyes lit up.
Judging from this, this girl must have stayed up all night.
Isn't this the kind of treatment only future daughters-in-law get?!
Jin Xiangyu was overjoyed, and her smile became even brighter. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Shen Shuling's hand, and her eyes were full of loving affection, like a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law with increasing satisfaction.
"You poor thing, you've really worked hard! You must have stayed up all night watching over our Asheng, right? Come on, sit down and rest for a bit, you've got marks on your face from sleeping!"
Ye Nian'an was also suppressing a laugh, giving her third brother a "you're something else" look, and then placed the thermos in her hand on the bedside table.
"Shuling, my mom got up early this morning to make black chicken soup, it's the best for nourishing your blood and qi. You must be exhausted after keeping watch all night, drink some while it's hot."
"No... no need, Aunt Jin, I'm not tired... I..."
"What do you mean, 'not using'!"
Jin Xiangyu interrupted Shen Shuling, ladled out the chicken soup, and shoved it into her hand without saying a word.
"Drink it quickly! You'll need energy after you drink it!"
Unable to refuse Shen Shuling's hospitality, she could only hold the bowl and sip the drink slowly.
Ye Sheng, lying on the bed, was already petrified.
He wanted to explain, to say, "We are not what you think we are."
But looking at her mother and sister's gossipy eyes that said, "We all know," she realized...
He knew that anything he said would be futile.
Just as Ye Sheng was feeling utterly hopeless, Shen Shuling ladled out another bowl of chicken soup, scooped up a spoonful, carefully blew on it, and then steadily brought it to Ye Sheng's lips.
"Open your mouth."
Ye Sheng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "What...what are you doing?"
"I'll feed you soup, what else?"
Shen Shuling rolled her eyes at him defiantly: "Your left hand is so badly injured you can't even move it. Do you expect me to hold the bowl with my right hand and reach for it with my mouth? Would that be like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit?"
"I……"
Ye Sheng's handsome face turned bright red: "I...I can do it myself!"
A grown man being fed soup by a woman, a tigress who argues with him every day.
If word gets out, what will become of Young Master Ye's reputation?!
"What do you mean, 'okay'! You're wounded! A wounded person should act like a wounded person! Stop talking nonsense!"
Shen Shuling didn't give him a chance to resist at all, and directly brought the spoon to his mouth again.
"Let me tell you, Ye Sheng, you got injured because of me. I, Shen Shuling, am not the kind of ungrateful woman! Until you recover, I'll take care of everything for you! Now, open your mouth! Drink some soup!"
Her fiery temper and uncompromising attitude instantly silenced all of Ye Sheng's resistance.
He looked at the steaming chicken soup so close to him, then at Shen Shuling's bright eyes that seemed to say, "You dare not drink it and see what happens."
In the end, he could only sigh inwardly, and with a sense of humiliation and resignation, he opened his mouth.
"That's right."
Shen Shuling gave a satisfied hum and carefully fed him the soup.
Upon seeing this scene, Jin Xiangyu and her daughter Ye Nian'an dared not linger any longer and wisely withdrew.
"Mom, did you see that? I told you something was up!"
Ye Nian'an lowered her voice, her eyes full of mischievous amusement.
"I see it! I see it! This isn't just 'something' happening'! This is clearly 'good things are about to happen'!"
"Hey, I can finally relax a bit! That lazy, good-for-nothing third brother, finally someone can keep him in check!"
“Let me tell you, Niannian, what do you call this? This is what you call ‘no discord, no friendship’ and ‘a friend in need is a friend indeed’! What happened last night looked scary, but now that I think about it, it was actually a blessing in disguise!”
Jin Xiangyu felt increasingly pleased with herself as she thought about it.
It's as if I can already see my third son, dressed tall and handsome, bringing this beautiful and capable daughter-in-law into the family!
Inside the house, Ye Sheng drank the chicken soup that Shen Shuling fed him, sip by sip.
Although, I still feel ashamed.
But why does it feel like...?
This chicken soup tastes especially sweet.
Until the chicken soup was finished.
Ye Sheng licked his lips, which were still glistening with the oil from the chicken soup.
Shen Shuling put down her bowl, and naturally took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket, and without thinking, held it to Ye Sheng's mouth.
"Don't move, let me wipe it for you."
"Need not!"
Ye Sheng quickly exclaimed, "I can do it myself! My right hand isn't broken!"
Shen Shuling paused, her eyebrows furrowed, and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"Ye Sheng! What do you mean? Are you looking down on me?"
"Let me tell you, in all my years, I've never served another man except for wiping my dad's sweat! And you still dare to complain?!"
"I...I'm not disgusted!"
Ye Sheng was taken aback by her outburst and explained, "I just... I'm just not used to it!"
His heart was pounding, and his face inexplicably flushed.
"Is there anything I'm not used to?!"
Shen Shuling didn't give Ye Sheng a chance to refuse at all.
She forcefully pressed one hand on his shoulder, and with the other hand, she held a handkerchief and precisely and gently wiped his lips.
"You're a patient now, I'm your hands and feet! Do whatever I tell you to do, no complaints allowed, understand?!"
These words sounded like an order.
But her gentle movements and the fleeting shyness in her eyes, which she herself didn't even notice, completely threw Ye Sheng's heart into disarray.
The handkerchief carried a faint, pleasant scent of soapberry, mixed with the warmth of her fingertips, and like a feather, it gently brushed against his lips and his heart, bringing a tingling, numbing sensation.
Ye Sheng stood frozen in place, not daring to move, and even forgot to breathe.
He could only watch helplessly as that bright face magnified infinitely before his eyes.
He could even see her long eyelashes and the cute little mole on the tip of her nose.
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