Kidnapping a Daddy as a Gift for Mommy

73. Bao's father

Translator: Flying Lines
Proofread by Claire.KK

With a bottle of water in hand, Sheng Yeting was leaning against the door drinking while watching Xia Xingcheng cooking busily.

In the kitchen, the warm orange lamplight falling on Xia Xingcheng made her skin radiant and soft. She was a mom already; still, she retained her youthful and girly appearance, however.

Sheng Yeting couldn’t help but wonder suddenly, Bao's father, what kind of person he is. How could he leave such an excellent woman?

But then he suppressed the ridiculous idea and laughed at himself a little. He only had a contractual relationship with this woman and what happened in her past had nothing to do with him.

His faint chuckle startled Xia Xingcheng suddenly. She looked up and saw Sheng Yeting standing by the door, and she had no idea when he came. Her hand shook nervously while holding the knife.

"Ouch." Xia Xingcheng groaned softly and found her finger was cut and bleeding.

As she was about to look for Band-Aids, Sheng Yeting walk to her hurriedly and yanked her hand to rinse it by water.

"As an adult, how could you be so careless?" Sheng Yeting said with blame.

"Come on. It's you who was standing there without a sound in the middle of the night. Of course, I was scared. It's all your fault."

Xia Xingcheng said in grievance and blamed him. If it weren't for him standing there, she would not be so nervous.

Seeing Xia Xingcheng's finger was still bleeding, Sheng Yeting took a look at her, said nothing, but dragged her into the living room directly.

"Wait here, don't move."

Sheng Yeting pinned her down on the couch, got up and went to the next room to rummaging for something. After a while, he came back with a medical kit in his hand.

Xia Xingcheng was full of anger originally, but seeing Sheng Yeting picked her hand up gently and disinfected it carefully, somehow, her anger vanished in an instant.

Xia Xingcheng let Sheng Yeting disinfect her wound obediently. At this point, Sheng Yeting and she were so close that she could even see how dedicated Sheng Yeting was while looking down at her.

Sheng Yeting was a kind of manly handsome, different from Gu Xingxi who's beautiful handsome. There was a kind of masculinity on Sheng Yeting’s face. The way his eyebrows slightly pursed made him look not angry but mighty.

To compare Sheng Yeting with Gu Xingxi, Sheng Yeting was even more handsome. The only difference was that occasionally, Sheng Yeting's aura was too strong for people to look at him directly.

Thinking of this, Xia Xingcheng lost herself for a moment and blushed again.

As her wound was disinfected, Sheng Yeting took out a piece of gauze to bandage it. But he grazed her wound accidentally, when Xia Xingcheng groaned in pain involuntary.

"It hurts. Be gentle." Xia Xingcheng looked at Sheng Yeting in grievance. Her wound was bleeding again after he grazed it.

Sheng Yeting could not help but frown, his face changed for a moment, and finally, he had to bandage her wound again patiently.

During that, Xia Xingcheng couldn’t help but groan in pain for several times. It made the expression on his face worsen.

Chen Ma heard the noises outside and wanted to see what was going on. When she got to the door, she heard a little groan from Xia Xingcheng.

Her voice was full of grievance and complaint, which would make someone’s imagination run wild. Chen Ma was stunned a little and withdrew her hand from knocking on the door.

Though they were husband and wife, it was very common for such things to happen, but Chen Ma still couldn't help thinking that young people are really open nowadays.

Thinking of that, with little embarrassment on her face, Chen Ma walked away and went back to bed quietly.

It took a long time for Sheng Yeting to bandage Xia Xingcheng’s wound. Seeing that Xia Xingcheng’s finger was wrapped up like a rice dumpling by him, Sheng Yeting’s facial expression was bad.

When had he ever bandage a wound for anyone before? It was the best he could do.

"It's done. Don't touch water for a few days." Sheng Yeting said with a low voice.

Xia Xingcheng raised her hand which looked like a rice dumpling. It was just a small wound, but he bandaged it like her finger was broken. Xia Xingcheng thought it was funny and laughed.

But after all, she was moved a little, her face eased, and she said gently: "Thank you."

At this time, her stomach growled again, and with it, it was a feeling of hunger. Xia Xingcheng was a little embarrassed, she could only look at Sheng Yeting and said with a grievance: "I am still very hungry."

If she hadn't been startled by Sheng Yeting, she would have been eaten and gone to bed by now!

But she did not dare to say this to Sheng Yeting. After all, Sheng Yeting had already apologized with his action.

Looking at Xia Xingcheng’s wronged expression, Sheng Yeting did not get angry, but had a helpless feeling.

"Just wait here." Sheng Yeting said with a frown. Then he got up and went into the kitchen.

"Huh?"

Xia Xingcheng looked at him with surprise. Sheng Yeting did not answer her but went directly to the kitchen. He put on the apron Xia Xingcheng wore before.

Xia Xingcheng was astonished. He could cook?

Then why would he drink water for food every night?

Xia Xingcheng could not help but imagine what a great cook Sheng Yeting would be. He was so extraordinary, presumably, his cooking should also be good!

Not for long, Sheng Yeting came out with a bowl of steaming noodles and put it in front of Xia Xingcheng, indicating that she should eat it.

Looking at the bowl of noodles which looked like clear water in front of her, Xia Xingcheng’s expression was subtle.

Sheng Yeting immediately curled his lips and snorted: "I can only cook noodles. What, you don't like it?"

Saying that, Sheng Yeting could not help but show sneer on his face. As expected, he should not be too kind to this woman. It was unnecessary.

Seeing Sheng Yeting was angry, Xia Xingcheng immediately changed an ingratiating expression. She picked up that bowl of noodles and ate it: "I didn't say that. I'm just surprised to see you cook noodles for me!"

Hearing her words, Sheng Yeting's facial expression softened a little bit, but still, he was acting like a child and didn’t speak to Xia Xingcheng.

Seeing him behaving like this, Xia Xingcheng did not dare to say another word, she could only lower her head to eat the noodles. Surprisingly, the noodles were not bad.

Of course, at his high up status, he was not the kind of person who cooks for himself.

Meanwhile, Xia Xingcheng could not help but wonder, was this the first time he cooked for a woman?

After this idea appeared, Xia Xingcheng began to explore it unexpectedly. As she saw Sheng Yeting’s cold face with the corner of her eye, she withdrew her eyes quickly.

Secretly regretting having such an idea, Xia Xingcheng hurriedly got the idea out of her mind.