Jiang Qian didn't sleep well all night, in fact, the main reason was that when he kissed her, the slender and warm hand almost reached through her corset.

Not only did he want to kiss her, he wanted to do that kind of thing with her, and the thought gave her a headache and a fever all night.

The maid set the lunch on the table.

Lu Zhiling was hugged by Lu Qingshi, giggled, and wanted to sit on the chair next to Lu Qingshi, and waved at Jiang Qian, "Mommy, come and eat with me and Uncle Lu!" ”

Jiang Qian, "......"

She didn't want to go.

Seeing that she didn't come, Lu Zhiling snickered and covered her little face, and when her little head approached Lu Qingshi, she whispered to Lu Qingshi in a voice that could be heard by everyone in the entire living room, "Uncle Lu, Mommy said, handsome men are man-eating monsters, you are so good-looking, will you eat Mommy?" ”

The yellow waste in Jiang Qian's mind had not been floated in the first place, and when she heard this, her ears were hot, and she dropped the sentence "I haven't brushed my teeth yet" and went upstairs directly.

Lu Qingshi's eyes fell on her back as she fled in a hurry.

Seventeen and Zhang Chuan both held back a smile.

Zhang Chuan coughed lightly, "Little doll, your mommy is wrong, how can a handsome man be a man-eating monster, the real man-eating monster is not like this, for example, the old witch who lives in your house now and her ......"

Before Zhang Chuan finished speaking, he raised his eyes and came into contact with the cold warning in Lu Qingshi's eyes, and suddenly stopped his mouth.

Well, you shouldn't speak ill of people behind your back, and you shouldn't teach bad children.

Lu Zhiling didn't understand what the old witch meant, tilted her head in confusion, and then wanted to refute Zhang Chuan's words.

Because she felt that this sentence was wrong, she obviously saw Uncle Lu wanting to eat Mommy last night......

Uncle Lu kissed Mommy's lips, and his hand was still touching Mommy's body, touching it for a long time, and then reaching into Mommy's clothes, isn't this the same as when she used to want to eat pigeon meat, she touched the pigeon's belly with her hand, wanting to see how fat the pigeon is, and whether it can fill her belly?

Otherwise, what is Uncle Lu doing when he touches Mommy for so long?

Of course, Lu Zhiling couldn't figure it out, and she was about to ask Lu Qingshi this question, when Jiang Qian came down the stairs.

The maid brought the last soup and the dish was ready.

"Mommy, Zhiling is so hungry, what kind of dishes does uncle cook here, Zhiling hasn't eaten it......"

The maid opened the dining chair for Jiang Qian, and when Jiang Qian sat down, he saw egg yolk pumpkin, whitebait soup, and Longjing shrimp on the table.

Jiang Qian came to country M, she never ate these dishes again, although sister-in-law Qin is also from Jiangcheng and can cook all kinds of Jiangcheng dishes, but Jiang Qian does not allow anything related to Lu Qingshi at home, these things he used to make for her to eat in the past, she will not even think about it, so Lu Zhiling naturally has not seen it.

Jiang Qian touched Lu Zhiling's head, then held the chopsticks, and didn't look at Lu Qingshi, only grabbed a chopstick egg yolk pumpkin for her, and said in a very soft tone, "This is an egg yolk pumpkin, wrap the yolk of a salted duck egg on the surface of the pumpkin, don't you like to eat egg yolk the most, try to see if you like it or not." ”

Lu Zhiling opened her mouth happily, and her small body sat on the chair obediently, like a bird waiting for her mother to feed.

The fresh and salty taste of the egg yolk entered the throat, coupled with the soft glutinous pumpkin, even if Lu Zhiling didn't like to eat pumpkin before, he suddenly felt that it was very delicious, and after taking a bite, he opened his mouth and let Jiang Qian feed it again.

"It's delicious, Mommy is delicious!" The little guy's smiling eyes narrowed, "Mommy, why don't you say thank you to Uncle Lu, don't you often teach me that if a child gives me a snack, I have to say thank you to someone?" Uncle Lu made so many delicious dishes at home to entertain us, you didn't say thank you, Mommy, you are a little rude! ”818

Jiang Qian, "......"

She had never seen Lu Zhiling so eloquent in her life.

has only met her biological father twice, and she dares to say that she is rude to him, and Jiang Qian's sadness is sad that she has raised her daughter for nothing.

But to educate children, she knew the importance of teaching by word and deed, so she smiled politely at Lu Qingshi, "Thank you." ”

After thinking about it, she spoke again, "But Zhiling and I are used to eating the food of country M, these things have not been touched for a long time, in fact, there is no need to deliberately make them for us." ”

She was deliberately drawing a line with him.

Lu Qingshi's eyebrows were not shocked, he raised his hand and poured a glass of milk for Lu Zhiling, and when he handed the cup over, he said in a faint and cool voice, "The cooks at home are used to doing this, not deliberately for you, you are welcome." ”

Jiang Qian was silent.

That's actually the best.

But as soon as he said this, the maid who added tea on the side said in surprise, "Sir, you haven't touched these dishes for many years, didn't you deliberately ask Mr. Zhang to order the kitchen to make these in the morning?" The chef is new and doesn't know how to cook Chinese cuisine, so he still asks Mr. Zhang! ”

Lu Qingshi, "......"

Jiang Qian, "......"

The maid didn't know why, but when she saw her master's instantly cold face, she became more and more puzzled, and she didn't know what she said wrong, so she looked at Zhang Chuan, "Isn't it, Mr. Zhang?" ”m.

Zhang Chuan didn't take this thunder, hurriedly waved his hand, and snorted, "When did it happen, why don't I remember, you remember wrong, there's nothing for you here, go down." ”

Zhang Chuan hurriedly glanced at the maid.

The maid understood and hurriedly went to the kitchen.

Jiang Qian pretended not to hear anything.

The hand holding the chopsticks shook slightly.

Then the chopsticks didn't hold it steadily, slipped out of her hand, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

But just as her hand was about to touch the chopsticks, another bony hand reached out in her field of vision, and landed on the jasper-colored chopsticks with her hand.

Inevitably, their fingers collided.

The temperature of his fingertips was very warm, with a thin callus, which made her think that it was this hand last night, which easily controlled her, from her shoulder, gently to her waist, but the black steel watch on his wrist was as cold as his person at the moment, and the light jumped into her eyes.

Jiang Qian's eyes paused slightly.

Almost subconsciously, she slammed her hand back and was about to stand up.

Lu Qingshi also withdrew his hand to avoid suspicion.

But she forgot that she was under the table, and suddenly got up too violently, and her head was caught off guard on the table.

She exclaimed.

Lu Qingshi, who was about to pick up the chopsticks, put the chopsticks down very quickly, held her arm, and pulled her into his arms.

This scene happened so suddenly that no one at the table noticed it, only heard that the table was hit hard, and then Jiang Qian's exclamation in pain, and when everyone reacted, Lu Qingshi had already protected the person in his arms.

His palm was against the back of her head, where the blow had hurt.