The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

Lu Qing, who was firmly imprisoned in Yu Mingchuan's arms, glared fiercely at Xue Yan. In the end, that fellow's smile became even more cheerful as he winked at Yu Mingchuan.

"Stop messing around, come drink with me."

A cup of dark red wine was placed next to Lu Qing's mouth.

Lu Qing bit his lip, but still opened his mouth and took a sip. It was slightly sour and sweet, but the taste of the wine was not bad.

"Like it?"

A deep voice came from beside her ear, causing her to tremble slightly. She wasn't used to being so close to him in front of so many people.

Perhaps because she didn't answer, the wine cup left her mouth.

Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly the world spun around her. She was half lying in Yu Mingchuan's embrace, and before she could push him away, her devilish face was pressed down.

This was the first time he kissed her. Warm wine was slowly flowing from his mouth into hers, carrying along with it his breath. It was like a tsunami.

A deathly silence fell upon the entire marshal's residence.

There were only a few inaudible sounds of swallowing and moaning from Luqing.

It was only when she had swallowed all the wine, tasted the taste of his tongue, and felt the hand around her neck that she finally relaxed a little.

Lu Qing panted heavily as he watched those blood-red lips leave her. The flickering flame made it impossible for her to see his expression clearly, but his pair of bright eyes were clearly filled with an intense desire for possession.

Footsteps could be heard as Yang Li walked out of the marshal's residence without even looking back.

Zhang Cheng smiled at Xue Yan and staggered out.

Soon, the others bid their farewells as well, supporting each other as they left the marshal's residence.

Xue Yan, who sat opposite Yu Mingchuan, had a pair of eyes that seemed to grow on the wine cup in his hands.

"Brother Mingchuan, I've finally seen it for myself. I'm impressed." At this moment, Xue Yan didn't know what to feel in his heart. Seeing his good brother having such a deep love for his new wife, he should have been happy, but … He thought of the night before the jade door closed.

After putting down the wine cup, Xue Yan hurriedly left the lieutenant's mansion. Looking at his footsteps, he didn't seem like a drunk person at all.

Fang Jiming waved his hand, and all Yu Mingchuan's personal guards instantly dispersed.

The only ones left in the courtyard were Yu Mingchuan and Lu Qing, who was in his arms.

"Yu Mingchuan, I want to take a bath."

Soaked in the warm water, Lu Qing leaned against Yu Mingchuan's chest without moving, allowing his hands to rub over her whole body, not letting go even the most private part of her body.

She didn't understand.

He didn't understand what Yu Mingchuan was thinking of her. She had already accepted the fact that he was a pet, but he had kissed her just now.

No one would treat their pet this way, unless... Abnormal.

Yu Mingchuan didn't explain. As usual, he washed her, himself and the rest of her body. The two of them changed into identical long robes and slept together.

Lu Qing couldn't fall asleep.

Her heart was in a mess. No matter who lost their first kiss, they would not be as calm as a pig and fall asleep immediately.

Lying in Yu Mingchuan's arms, Lu Qing didn't know if he was asleep or not, but he didn't want to turn around to look. She was too afraid to face him, and even began to wonder if he was gay …

Just like this, the fourth day passed. Lu Qing's stomach ached as he felt something sticky underneath.

When he got up and lit the candles, Lu Qing lifted the quilt and saw the dark red patch on the bed.

Lu Qing wanted to cry. She had never been here before, and of course, she had never thought about the sanitary pads.

Yu Mingchuan's eyes were filled with a storm as he stared fixedly at the dark red ball on the bed. Even his face had turned pale.