Qin Shuang felt a little uncomfortable. It was not that she was being pretentious, but that she had never experienced this kind of life.

㱗帝都, her father was a company executive, her mother was a university professor, and her fiancé was a top surgeon in the hospital.

She grew up in a wealthy family, lived in a big villa, went to an aristocratic school, and had a nanny to take care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she never knew that there were such poor places in the world.

This group of people seemed to be completely different from her.

She sighed slightly, reached into her pocket out of habit, and touched a round object. She took it out and saw that it was an apple. She remembered that this apple was given to her by Yansheng when she was still working in the pharmacy.

She wanted to put it on the table, but after thinking it over, she decided to eat it silently.

Lu Sheng came in with a basin of water and saw her chewing an apple. He put down what he was holding and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Qin Shuang shook his head and said, "Yan Sheng gave it to me. It tastes great!"

Lu Sheng pursed his lips and smiled. After she finished eating, he took the towel next to him and prepared to wash her feet.

He carefully took off her shoes and socks, tested the temperature of the water, and only put her white, jade-like feet in after confirming that it was correct.

Watching him wash his feet, Qin Shuang felt a little uncomfortable and whispered, "Why don't I do it myself!"

Although she was not traditional, she was a little uncomfortable with having a man who was still a stranger to her wash her feet.

While Lu Sheng was rubbing her feet, he said, "You're injured. Let me help you wash it more conveniently!"

Looking at his gentle and handsome face, her heart felt warm. This man named Lu Sheng was quite good, gentle and considerate, and also, he always had a shy feeling.

"Are there only three of you at home? Is there anyone else?" Qin Shuang started the conversation while the two were washing their feet.

Lu Sheng gently rubbed her white ankle and said silently, "There are only three of us. Yansheng is my younger brother, and my father passed away three years ago!"

"Oh!" Qin Shuang nodded slightly, glanced at his furry head, and asked again, "Why are you called Lu Sheng? Is there any special meaning?"

She was curious about his name.

Lu Sheng paused while washing his feet. After a long while, he looked up at her and said, "It doesn't have any meaning. My mother gave birth to me on the way to the market, so she named me Lu Sheng. It was my uncle Afu who gave me this name!"

Qin Shuang frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable. What does it mean that a child born on the road is called a road-born? What about a child born on the bed? Could it be called a bed-born?

In this comparison, Brother Qingyu's name is more appealing. "Eight feet of blue sky without a speck of cloud, a piece of green jade without a speck of dust" comes from a poem.

"So what do you usually do? Do you still go to school?" she continued to ask.

He placed her feet in his arms and gently wiped them dry with a clean towel.

"No, my father passed away early, and there are only Yansheng and my mother at home. My mother is not in good health, and Yansheng still has to go to school. I farm at home and occasionally do some odd jobs in nearby factories!"

Qin Shuang lowered his eyes and said nothing. Looking at the situation at his family, it was indeed very difficult for them to live.

After washing her feet, he helped her onto the bed, adjusted the quilt, and covered her with the quilt that her mother had put together for her.

"Where do you sleep? Can I call you at night?" she asked with bright eyes.

To be honest, she was really scared to be alone in a strange place, but he, invisibly, gave her a sense of security.

He nodded slightly and helped her to straighten the blanket around her arm. "I'll be outside. You can call me if you need anything."

Qin Shuang lowered her long eyelashes, said thank you softly, and then closed her eyes.

Looking at her under the warm light, his lonely heart became warm. He had never seen someone so loving.

Her skin is whiter than snow, her eyelashes are long and thick, her small nose is pretty and straight, and her mouth is red like a peach.

He suddenly remembered how she looked under him that night.