The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

"I'll do it myself." Lu Qing went to get the linen cloth, but it was lifted up by Yu Mingchuan.

Why is this guy so high! Almost 1.9 meters!

"Hold out your hand."

A pair of beautiful eyes half-opened and half-closed, looking down at Lu Qing, as if she was about to lose her head if she didn't wipe his hands.

Lu Qing was also wondering why this evildoer kept using such a gaze towards others. Was it because he was too tall and didn't like to lower his head, that made him so virtuous towards others?

In fact, Lu Qing's guess was right. Yu Mingchuan had slowly turned into this kind of expression because no one else was as tall as him.

High, is also a kind of disease.

Helpless, Lu Qing could only extend his hand for Yu Mingchuan to wipe away.

During this year, her hands had done a lot of rough work. They were a bit rough, but they were always clean and tidy. She never kept her nails.

Thus, she saw a trace of satisfaction on Yu Mingchuan's face, but it quickly disappeared.

At first, he had wanted to kill her, but later, he had put out an appointment letter, and now he was even wiping her hands …

This doubt was expressed on Lu Qing's petite face just like that. Yu Mingchuan, who had lowered his eyes to wipe Lu Qing's fingers, naturally did not miss this opportunity.

"You've served well tonight, so I'll leave you behind." As Yu Mingchuan spoke, he carefully wiped off all of Lu Qing's fingers without leaving a single drop of water.

Luqing wanted to ask, "Didn't you say you're not a woman?" Why do I need a woman to serve me again?

However, seeing that Xue Yan and Han Shuo had come in and she still didn't have the courage to do so, she could only hold back these questions.

"Big Brother, is my new father being nice to my mother?" Han Shuo stared wide-eyed at Yu Mingchuan wiping Lu Qingqing's hands, his face filled with disbelief.

Xue Yan's shock was no less than Han Shuo's. Why did she chase the two out to wash her hands while Yu Mingchuan was here wiping off Lu Qing's hands? Wasn't he trying to kill her just now?

"I don't know either. It's probably pretty good …"

"But my mom looks like she ate a dead rat …" Han Shuo looked at Lu Qing with a conflicted expression, feeling that something was off.

"All of you, sit down and eat."

Yu Mingchuan wiped Lu Qing's hands clean before taking his own. Then, he grabbed Lu Qing's hand and sat down beside him.

Lu Qing looked at Yu Mingchuan doubtfully. He used his right hand to pull her left hand. How could he eat like this? Could he be left-handed?

Also, why is he so determined to catch her and not let go?

No one would be able to answer this question because Xue Yan also had a helpless look on his face. It seemed that he did not know what kind of crazy behavior his brother had.

Of course, only a donkey kicking Lu Qing's brain would make him think that Lu Qing fell in love with him at first sight.

A pair of chopsticks was handed to Lu Qing, who obediently took it and began to serve the dishes to Han Shuo.

Han Shuo didn't dare to move, just waiting for Lu Qing to give him a piece of mutton to eat. When a piece of mutton entered the bowl, Han Shuo hurriedly moved his mouth over it.

He took a bite and stopped moving.

Luqing looked at him in bewilderment.

"Mom, I forgot to add salt into the dish. It's not good."

Lu Qing also picked up a pair of chopsticks. It was full of the flavor of the soup. Sure enough, there was no salt. On the opposite side, Xue Yan was also frowning as he ate the meat.

"Brother Minchuan, your chef is too careless. I'll go get some salt."

As he said this, Xue Yan stood up and saw Yu Mingchuan's face turn cold again. He sat down again in bewilderment.

"It can't be that you don't even have salt anymore?"