My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Does she have tears in her eyes?

Was he nauseated just now?

Xu Junxi took a paper towel and handed it to Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, are the dishes here not appetizing? Let's change the hotel?" Xu Junxi accidentally touched Ning Qing's little hand. He was about to hold her little hand in his palm. Why are your hands so cold? "

Lu Shaoming watched Xu Junxi holding Ning Qing's hand, his eyes almost spit fire, he raised his eyebrows and tried to suppress the suffocation in his heart.

At the same time, his resolute heart was aching, and the pale face of the girl made him a little scared. Was he too much?

She didn't give him any face at the table. He was angry, but looking at her cowardly look, he wanted to hold her in his arms and hurt.

Is she thin?

Her body is exquisite and bumpy, with the curvaceous beauty unique to Oriental women. The small waist of one foot six makes a man a little bathy. Although his figure is slender, but very material, the fine places are thin and the rich ones are the same. A lot, stunner in bed.

Lu Shaoming rolled the knot in her throat, and her head was full of her appearance that night.

This feeling is no different from Lu Shaoming's burning fire.

Ning Qing quickly took a small hand out of Xu Junxi's palm, she shook her head, "I'm fine, let's eat."

During the dinner, Ning Qing ate very little. Xiao Zhou gave her a bowl of small round wine. She ate a small bowl. There was a rib of lemon juice on the table. She loved to eat it. Small bowl of rice.

President Li felt the subtle atmosphere of the dining table. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so awkward there.

The girl ate very quietly. I heard that she is an exquisite temperament. Today, she may be tired of socializing. She just eats with her eyes down, her little green hands hold chopsticks weakly, and she eats rice grains seriously with her eyes. Good-looking and showy, it makes people look crisp.

Xu Junxi and Xiaozhou are taking care of her.

And the Buddha beside him didn't know what he was thinking about, and he didn't see him stretch out his chopsticks either. He was also silent, and the dreary pressure of the aura of field pressure did not dare to speak.

President Li also found that the turntable at the dinner table had not been turned, and the lemon juice ribs had been placed in front of Ning Qing.

...

After dinner, Ning Qing went out of the box door first, and Lu Shaoming couldn't see her when she went out.

He looked around twice, and finally found the figure of the girl in the hall. She stood on the steps, surrounded by a group of enthusiastic fans, and everyone asked her to sign.

The girl signed with a pen and was far away. Lu Shaoming saw a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, and she was so dedicated to every fan.

Lu Shaoming stopped and stood silently watching her.

The more fans signed, the more fans came. The fans were crowded, and they didn't know where a young boy who could just walk came. He crowded into the fan group.

"Wow ... wow ..." The little boy was run wildly by the people around him, and it was estimated that it was hurt, and he was so scared that he cried.

Ning Qing looked up and quickly descended the stairs. "Let's make it happen, there is a little boy there. Don't hit him, it's dangerous."

Ning Qing squeezed into the fan base.

As soon as Ning Qing went to the fans, she exploded. As soon as she bent down and held the little boy in her arms, she didn't know who had hit her.

"Ning Qing!" Lu Shaoming saw his legs pulled open and ran there.

But a figure rushed down faster than him, and Xu Junxi had already firmly held Ning Qing in her arms.

A bodyguard rushed over to quickly disperse the crowd.

Lu Shaoming watched Xu Junxi's hand keep on Ning Qing's waistline. Ning Qing hugged the little boy and whispered to comfort him. Then a young couple ran over to pick up the little boy, but he was right before leaving. Ning Qing is grateful.

It can be seen that Ning Qing likes children very much. She lingers gently on the little boy. The little boy lay on his father's shoulder obediently, grinning at a small mouth that has not yet full teeth, smirking at Ning Qing. Laughing and waving, "Sister, bye."

"Goodbye." When the little boy disappeared, Ning Qing looked back.

Xu Junxi also loosened her small waist.

Xiao Zhou ran over at this moment, Ning Qing said goodbye to Xu Junxi, "General Xu, I'll go back first."

"Shall I drive you?"

"No need, I have a car. Mr. Xu, thank you today, goodbye." Ning Qing turned pale and politely and turned away.

...

Xu Junxi watched Ning Qing disappear reluctantly, and he turned around, only to find that Lu Shaoming did not know when he was behind him.

Ning Qing was gone. The eyes of the two men suddenly became tense. Xu Junxi raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Lu Shao?"

Lu Shaoming wiped his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was very pale, only those deep eyes were like spreading ink, dangerous like an abyss.

The thin lips opened slightly, with an inexplicable smirk, "Mr. Xu still likes her?"

Xu Junxi did not answer the question, "I like whether she likes anything to do with Shao Lu?"

Lu Shaoming gasped in the chest, and a hand in his pants pocket quickly came out, and a fist greeted Xu Junxi's face directly.

"Can she think about it now, she is my Lu Shaoming's woman!"

Xu Junxi didn't expect such an elegant and noble man to say so, and he should be so angry that he should be so hard.

Xu Junxi caught a punch in the right face, and he didn't wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. He cursed. He rushed forward and returned to Lu Shaoming with a fist. "Your woman? Is this how you treat your own woman? You feel comfortable speaking. "

Lu Shaoming was punched firmly on the left face. Two distinguished men were beaten together in the hotel lobby regardless of their image. Xu Junxi pressed on Lu Shaoming and yelled, "Lu Shaoming, I once said to myself as long as I would rather Qing had a good time, I just let go, I just satisfied watching her happiness from afar, but I was satisfied, but how do you treat her now? How long has she liked you, two months, three months? Why is she so thin? How much? She chased you to Finland and it ’s not right to come back. I have known her for 20 years. Even if she has been so down in the entertainment industry, she is not as pale and embarrassed as she is now. Lu Shaoming, what qualifications do you have now? Get her love? "

As soon as Lu Shaoming turned over, stunned Xu Junxi's shirt and rushed him to the wall. The two knocked down the vase decoration of the hotel lobby window, and a burst of "cracking" sounded, and the lobby staff and onlookers gathered together.

"Xu Junxi, it is not up to you if I qualify. She likes me. She likes me. Do you know? She is mine. Why do you touch her?"

"Lu Shaoming, I just touched her. If you make her so sad again, I will rob her. I love those you don't love."

"you dare?"

The two hit them from the wall all the way to the ground. The hotel security rushed over to forcibly pull them apart. The two shot red eyes and continued to fight.

At this time, "Junxi." Xu Junxi's current girlfriend ran over.

When she saw Xu Junxi's nose and swollen face rushed forward, she took out a white piece of parcel from her pocket, and wiped Xu Junxi's face with tears. "Junxi, what's wrong with you?

Lu Shaoming's out-of-control rationality gradually returned. He gave Xu Junxi a cold glance, shook the crowd away, and turned away.

...

When I walked out of the hotel gate and walked to the Bentley, a luxury business car stopped, "Shao Ming." Song Yajing and Zhou Zhilei walked out.

The two were frightened when they saw Lu Shaoming's embarrassment. "Brother Ming, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Shaoming glanced at them without any emotion, said nothing, opened the door to start the car, and stepped on the accelerator, Bentley flew away.

The car was driving too fast, and the sharp noise of the wheels rubbing on the ground was particularly harsh. Song Yajing and Zhou Zhilei had not responded yet and were sprayed with dust directly.

Two people, "..."

"Auntie, what happened to Brother Ming? He ... did he fight with someone else?" Zhou Zhilei was incredible.

Who is Lu Shaoming? He was born with a golden key from a young age.

He is in such a position that he won't even take action. He has good patience to control his behavior. He should understand that raising his fist can only be done by naive students.

Song Yajing was also shocked. She raised her fist and said, "Since Shaoming liked the Ning Qing as if he had been demonized, I don't know him anymore. Look at what he looks like today, see me don't Call mom, and learn to fight. How can Lu's grandchildren look like. Zhi Lei, did you go to Finland to cook mature rice with Shao Ming last time? "

She mentioned that Zhou Zhilei's tooth was itchy, but she was shy and insisted. "Auntie, this kind of thing I ... I can't do it. I have to take the initiative."

She wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Song Yajing that she had taken the initiative to send Lu Shaoming anything she didn't want. She wanted Song Yajing to pave the way for her.

Song Yajing knew that Zhou Zhilei was shy, and the famous door Shuyuan was so embarrassed to do this kind of thing, "Zhi Lei, let this matter go first. We ca n’t move too much, otherwise Shao Ming will definitely be suspicious. Now the most important thing is how Deal with Ning Qing. I think Ning Qing is now in the entertainment industry, it's time ... "

...

Bentley was driving on the street. Lu Shaoming looked at the roadside to see if there was Ning Qing.

Just now he saw Xiao Zhou and the nanny's car. Ning Qing did not get in the car and left alone.

Sure enough, a certain road was opened, and a charming figure appeared on the road on the right, and Ning Qing walked on the road alone.

Lu Shaoming suddenly slowed down. He turned on the direction light and moved to the right. The girl walked slowly and looked at the roadside scenery while walking. He followed her six or seven meters away and looked at her through the glass. appearance.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth. He wiped it off with the sleeves of a white shirt and looked at the glasses. His carefully designed hairstyle in the morning was all messy, probably not up to the "handsome" standard in her heart.