My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing raised another small fist and smashed his shoulder, and "snapped" twice.

She didn't close her eyes and looked at the delicate face he was close to. The man's features were deep and three-dimensional like Greek sculptures, with sharp edges and corners. She was the best-looking man she had ever seen.

He was the same as when he had no memory loss, but whenever he met her, he liked to frown, and the men were comfortable when he enjoyed it, except that he seemed to be happy and uncomfortable.

But she liked him that way.

Mature man is too strong.

Ning Qing closed her eyes with a frown, and her tiny white hand fumbled for his charming horn line, then shuttled into his cold, short hair and hugged his head.

The two kissed affectionately for a while, and Lu Shaoming let go of her, rubbing her slightly red and swollen lips with her thumb covered with thin cocoons, and looking down to smell the sweet aroma exhaled from her nose, "Not angry?"

"Well." Ning Qing nodded, her pair of autumn pupils still had the misty color of Mi Li, showing a little woman's charm.

Lu Shaoming couldn't help but pinch her small face with a firm jaw. "In the future, I have something to say, don't shake my face, let alone use other manliness. Today you asked me to remember, I will learn slowly, I know you have been wronged with me, but the old man is better than the old man, and I will spoil you in the future. "

There was green scum on his jaw, which was left out by her last night, without shaving this morning.

He hurt her delicate skin, and she was especially painful. He pushed his handsome face with his small hand, and avoided him, because the voice of the man's pain became tender, "Lu Shaoming, walk away, you hurt me."

"Where it hurts, let me see." Two fingers clasped her small jaw, her egg white skin was really scratched by him, and the man frowned, "I did n’t do anything to make you red, how much Years old, Nencheng like this, but let people not touch, huh? "

There was a layer of water in Ning Qing's eyes, and the eyes of the two bumped into each other. She quickly opened her eyes and looked at the delicate collarbone of the man in his shirt. She pursed her lips. "Can't you just click?"

"Okay, promise everything you say." The man clasped her soft waist with one hand, and wrapped her little fragrant shoulder in one hand, holding her in her arms full of coaxes, holding her in pain.

Ning Qing lay on his shoulders, Qiu Tong became a crescent moon, a flower bloomed on his face.

What should she do? She is not shy again?

Here comes the feeling of my father.

Actually, she just talked casually at noon today. He didn't want him to do it. The former Lu Shaoming would never promise her those conditions.

But he did not expect that he really agreed.

Ning Qing grabbed his neck, his eyes were broken, and sweet and glutinous asked, "Husband, can I train you to be my loyal boyfriend?"

"what?"

"Just the obedient boyfriend."

"Well," the man pursed his lips and looked at her with a burning gaze. "Okay, that depends on how you train. Different dogs have different training methods, especially those who are mature and have reached the stage of hair coloring. Dog, you have to feed more ... meat. "

Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with his small hand, "What are you talking about? You're open again."

Lu Shaoming leaned down and kissed her, "Just drive, how can you take me?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Qing quickly threw him, and even a person was dumped into his arms. She came to tickle him, "Dare you drive, afraid?"

The two rolled around twice, Lu Shaoming clasped her small waist, and let her lie in his arms like a kitten, whispered, and bit her ear, "Baby, you hurt me today."

Ning Qing blushed, holding his chest to get up, and the dead duck had a hard mouth, and she hummed, "How could it be that I have such a small strength, you can't do it yourself."

Lu Shaoming clasped one of her little hands and took her down. "No, you feel it."

...

Yue Wanqing was cooking in the kitchen. When she suddenly saw a bottle of plums on the glass counter, she asked in amazement, "Zhenguo, who ate the plums?"

Ning Zhengguo took the vegetables in the refrigerator. "Oh, Qingqing eats."

"Qing Qing? Qing Qing only likes sweet ones, she never likes sour ones, why did she suddenly change her taste? Wait ..." Yue Wanqing walked to Ning Zhenguo. She glanced at the refrigerator, which was filled with fresh Yellow oranges, lemons ... are all fruits that can make people sour from the light.

"Wan Qing, what's wrong, let Qing Qing eat whatever she likes ..."

Yue Wanqing gave him a glance. "What do you know as a man? I don't like spicy food, but Huai Qingqing picks spicy food at that moment."

Ning Zhenguo froze. "What do you mean?"

Yue Wanqing had a happy look on her face, "I can't tell yet ... I blame this girl for filming this month. I haven't noticed her diet changes until now. If she does, then she and Shao Ming's first child It ’s so expensive ... Zhenguo, look at the fire for me, I ’ll go upstairs and look. ”

"Okay, you go." Ning Zhenguo was equally pleased.

...

Yue Wanqing stood at the door of the room. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Before she knocked down, she heard the girl's crisp silver bell smile, "Shao Ming, don't make trouble ... My parents will see ..."

"No, I locked the door ..."

The girl snorted twice, making a rosy, red-eared voice inside.

Yue Wanqing shook her head. If Qing Qing was really pregnant, how could these two be so arrogant?

"Well," she knocked on the door. "Lu Shao, Qing Qing, supper is ready. Come out for dinner."

The sound shocked the two on the bed, "Shao Ming, my mother, go away." Ning Qing shoved his chest with his tiny white hand.

Lu Shaoming's face turned red, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped a little, narrowing his eyebrows and restraining the reaction on his body.

Ning Qing quickly got up, she was tidying up her clothes, and in her eyes she saw the man's decadent dissatisfaction on the kneeling bed. The metal belt was pulled aside, the zipper opened, revealing the black shorts inside.

Ning Qing's face flushed, knowing that he was unhappy, and the physical physiology of the man was extremely mature, and the demand was very strong.

She often hangs him like this, which is really not good for his health.

She quickly put his hands on his ears and coaxed him softly, "Okay, let's forget today, tomorrow ... don't you always want to take me back to the apartment?"

Lu Shaoming's dark eyes flashed, his eyes suddenly became hot, he stared at the girl tightly and asked, "Really?"

"Well, really."

Lu Shaoming held her little face and kissed her in the corner of her mouth in a good mood. "It's still my own woman."

Ning Qing hammered him with a small hand, and a pair of Qiu Tong circulated. "There is less poverty, so go out to eat."

"Master obedient baby." The two looked at each other and laughed.

...

The two went down the stairs. At this moment, Lu Shaoming's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and said, "Uncle and aunt, there is something urgent in the company. I'll go first. Thank you for dinner. I'll come again next time."

"Lu Shao, dinner is already ready, you eat and go." Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing stayed.

"No ..." Lu Shaoming said faintly, but his sleeve was pulled by the girl around him, and the girl looked at him pitifully with a small pink lips, "Shao Ming, eat first, then work, eat a bowl of rice and no more In a few minutes, I'll give it to you. You can eat and hurry. "

Lu Shaoming's eyes were soft, could not bear to refuse her, and nodded.

Ning Qing happily brought him into the kitchen.

She gave him a bowl of rice in his own hands, and handed chopsticks to his palm. The two did not go to the table. Yue Wanqing brought the colorful cooking to the glass table. Ning Qing gave him soup and the two stood. eat.

The man ate quickly, something went wrong with a project in the company, and he needed to rush back as soon as possible.

But no matter how fast you eat, the man's elegant and elegant posture has not changed at all, no sound is made when eating, and the left hand is holding a bowl, and every minute is a textbook.

Ning Qing handed the black chicken soup to his lips, and said sweetly, "My husband, take a sip."

"Well." Lu Shaoming took a sip in her little hand and thought it tasted good, then looked down and drank all the soup in her hand.

Listening to the "grunting" sound from his surname's throat knot, Ning Qing grinned, "Husband, do you want it?"

"No more." Lu Shaoming shook his head.

He has never eaten like this in his life, standing in the kitchen, but he feels warm and content. The dishes on the glass table are brought in by Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing. They kindly told him to eat more, then Go out and give up space to him and Ning Qing.

The light in the kitchen was dim and pale yellow, and the girl's face was delicate and warm. She lifted her toes to feed him soup, and whispered "husband" ...

Everywhere is filled with the feeling of home.

After eating Lu Shaoming passed the bowl to Ning Qing, "I'm full."

Although men are expensive, they never waste food. The bowl is clean and there is no grain of rice. "Husband, eat another bowl. Every man can eat two bowls of rice."

"Don't eat, I ate a little with my mother today."

"Oh," Ning Qing glanced into the living room, then quickly kissed his thin lips. "Hurry up, be careful, husband."

"Okay." Lu Shaoming said goodbye to the second old man and got on the Bentley.

When the car was moving, the girl in the rearview mirror was still standing by the door and watching him, she frowned and watched him leave.

Lu Shaoming has been immersed in a layer of soft light, and has been searching for years. It turns out that what he wants is such a girl.

Let him flesh out.

Make him so ... happy.

...

The Bentley van disappeared into view, and Ning Qing closed the door reluctantly.

After entering the restaurant, Yue Wanqing brought out a bowl of fish soup. "Qing Qing, come and finish your fish soup."

"Mom, what is this?" When Ning Qing smelled the fishy smell, she felt that the whole person was not good. She quickly ran to the trash can, bent down, and vomited while covering her chest.

I vomited cleanly, and handed a sour plum, Ning Qing's eyes brightened, and she reached out to pick it up, "Mom, how do you know I want to eat this, thank you Mom."

But Yue Wanqing retracted her hand, she looked at Ning Qing and said, "Stupid child, do you know if you are pregnant?"

Ning Qing Hitomi shrinks and stands upright. "Mom, what do you say ..."