“M-Master?!”
“You!” Su Ling’s face flushed a deep shade of crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“What’s the matter, little one? Have you forgotten? This was the title you chose for yourself.”
“From now on, I’m not your sister—I’m your Master, okay?~”
“You… that doesn’t count! You forced me into it.”
“Tsk, it doesn’t count? Well then…”
“Sigh, someone who doesn’t keep their word… what a person, sigh!“
“You!” Su Ling immediately felt that she was making a pointed jab at him. He was instantly filled with anger, but it was accompanied by an overwhelming wave of shame!
“I didn’t break my word, it was you who forced me, you, I…”
“Fine, fine, let’s say I forced you then. Sigh.”
“Why are you sighing?!”
“I’m sighing because someone isn’t keeping their word. Am I not even allowed to sigh? How heartless.”
Ye Moran shook her head with a look of feigned helplessness, even resting a hand against her chest as if she were heartbroken.
“You’re bullying me again…” Su Ling’s mouth puckered; he looked like he was about to burst into tears again. Ye Moran simply smiled, even turning her head to watch him cry with great interest.
Seeing her reaction, Su Ling couldn’t hold back any longer. He let out a loud wail. His crying was so loud that even Qin Siyu, who happened to be bringing documents to the office, could faintly hear it.
“Boss… what is she doing to Young Master Ye Jin now?” Just the sound alone sent Qin Siyu’s imagination into overdrive. In an instant, hundreds of “positions” flashed through her mind, and her body even began to react to the thoughts!
She decided then and there that she would go home tonight and “practice” on her own little pet. She would definitely break him in until he was perfectly submissive and didn’t dare to harbor a single thought of resistance!
At that thought, she lifted her wrist and looked at a bright red scratch. A wicked smile spread across her lips! She had thought she’d tamed that fellow long ago, but to her surprise, he had tricked her into taking off his collar last night so he could try to escape—and he had even slashed her with a knife! When she got back tonight, she was going to give him a lesson he’d never forget!
“There, there, don’t cry. Come into Sister’s arms!” Ye Moran looked at the boy with a face full of smiles. She loved the feeling of bullying him until he cried; it gave her a peculiar sense of accomplishment. It was satisfying, and it was thrilling! However, there was a downside: after stirring him up, she had to coax him back down.
“No, you just told me to call you Master.” Ye Moran walked over and rested a hand gently on him. He tried to dodge at first, but as she drew closer, he had nowhere to run and was forced to accept it.
“Little one, you have to be good. That’s how people will like you. You don’t want everyone to hate you, do you?”
“I…”
“Alright, stop crying. Since you can’t bring yourself to say it now, then don’t. When the day comes that you can, it won’t be too late to start.”
“What if I can’t say it for my whole life?”
“That’s fine too. Anyway…”
“Anyway what?”
“Nothing. I’m going to wash the dishes. Go play by yourself for a bit.”
Ye Moran gently stroked his head. His ears were almost fully formed now, and the tail behind him looked longer than before. The fur on it was becoming denser, no longer looking like a bare stalk!
What excited her even more was that the hair on his head was changing along with the fur on his ears. The fur on his ears was white, as was the fur on his tail. His original hair was black, but as more white fur grew on his ears, the hair on his head was beginning to turn white, inch by inch, from the roots. She believed it wouldn’t be long before she possessed a precious, white-haired, cat-eared little boy.
After Ye Moran left, Su Ling sat for a while before standing up and going to the nightstand to dig out his phone. Because it hadn’t been charged for a long time, it had powered off. After plugging it in, he went back to dazing. He didn’t particularly like playing with this phone, because aside from games and videos, it couldn’t do much else.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something on the nightstand. It was a drawing—the self-portrait Sister had drawn for him last time. On the back were the messy flower pots he had drawn. He thought about it, picked up the drawing, and stared intently at the image.
Buzz!~ The vibration of the phone turning on startled him out of his trance. He set the drawing down, picked up the phone, and huddled under the covers to start browsing. He didn’t browse aimlessly. Instead, he opened the search bar and looked for drawing tutorial videos.
He wanted to learn how to draw. Ever since he was little, he hadn’t been good at anything. He had always liked drawing but could never learn how; now, he wanted to try again.
When Ye Moran finished the dishes and came out, she saw the boy scrolling through videos. She walked over and saw he was watching drawing tutorials. Noticing the drawing by his pillow, she understood immediately what he wanted.
“Do you want to learn to draw?”
“Mhm…”
“The drawing paper I ordered should be here. I’ll go check and bring it to you, along with some instructional workbooks. You can start with sketching.”
“Okay, okay.”
“Be good. I’m going to work!” Ye Moran patted his head, straightened her clothes, and walked out to start her day.
Su Ling continued scrolling, occasionally taking a pen and trying a few strokes on a piece of paper. After some time, Ye Moran appeared again, carrying a bag.
“Sister.”
“Mhm. The paper is here, along with pencils. And this practice book is specifically for learning sketches. You can start by slowly copying the things in here.”
“Ugh… I… I won’t be able to learn it…” Su Ling glanced at the paper beside him, covered in his messy scribbles, and shook his head dejectedly.
“Be good!~”
“Nothing is learned all at once. Take it slow and believe in yourself, okay?” Ye Moran’s voice was tender, like she was encouraging a small child. She leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.
Su Ling took the workbook. After a moment’s hesitation, he opened it. Ye Moran sat by his side and began sharpening the pencils for him.
“Give it a try.” She handed the sharpened pencil to him. Su Ling hesitated, then took the pen and began to draw earnestly. The workbook was very comprehensive, starting with the simplest objects—apples, eggs, and the like—gradually getting harder.
Ye Moran sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a while before going back out to work. Su Ling became absorbed in his drawing, continuing right until noon. Ye Moran walked in punctually, checked on him, and then went into the kitchen to cook.
As she cooked, she wondered if she should install a lock on the kitchen door to prevent the little one from sneaking in to make breakfast again. After all, because she had eaten that breakfast, she had rushed to the bathroom five or six times this morning!