My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming turned around and looked at her for 3 seconds, "OK.” He answered a word.

Ning Qing relieved himself, but looked up and saw him sitting on the only wooden bench in the bedroom, with long, straight legs stacked together.

Ning Qing suddenly didn't understand. If he agreed to come and get it the day after tomorrow, why did he sit down?

Oh, maybe that's why the suit's still wet.

The bench is a bit old and old. The bedroom is inhabited by one person and the space is narrow. The addition of this strange man is somewhat less expensive and the atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Ning Qing softly coughed and didn't want to embarrass him. She didn't eat dinner at Ning's house. Now that she is early at dinner, she is very hungry.

Think of the spaghetti in the bedroom, she's going to eat it down there, but the problem is, the man is here, and out of courtesy, she should say something.

“Have you had dinner? I'm going down. Would you like a bowl too? ”

Lu Shaoming looked at the only small bed in the bedroom. The bed was clean and tidy. The quilt was stacked like tofu, and there was a pink plush bear beside the quilt. It was cute.

He looked at the girl, who also maintained a young girl's heart, knowing that she was polite and did not really intend to leave him for dinner.

He nodded, lifting a word in his thin lip again, "Okay. ”

Ning Qing, “…” blames her for shattering her mouth.

There was an induction cooker in the bedroom, Ning Qing pressed the switch, boiled the water, she opened the bread pack and put the noodles into the pan.

When stirred with chopsticks, her right index finger touched the edge of the iron pan, “hissing," and she quickly pressed her hot index finger with cool water.

When the pain was relieved, she remembered that there were eggs in the bedroom and turned to get them.

Two steps, a bang, the bright room instantly darkened and the power went out.

Ning Qing suddenly couldn't help but tripped something under her feet and she didn't stand steady. The whole person fell to the right.

“Ah..." she whispered, clamping a strong arm on her core in a timely fashion, a man pushed hard, and she sat on his thigh.

Ning Qing felt his little pp was about to fall in half. His legs were quite strong and hard as a square brick. She sat on it no better than she fell on the floor.

Her eyes were covered with mist because of the pain. At this time, the pure, dry breath of a special man was in her ear. The man whispered, "What, does it hurt? ”

Ning Qing had not touched many men, tried to thin her man a lot, but did not get close to her body, with Xu Junxi Qingmei bamboo horse, but sadly, the two people made a scene on their first date. The only intimate contact after the engagement was that he kissed her with the smell of a young model, which disgusted her.

She was somewhat familiar with this refreshing smell, and that night she was drunk, kissed him with her toes up, knocked him down, and rolled into bed with him.

He smells good.

Can a woman be frank with a man she has had intimate contact with? Ning Qing knows she can't.

“Fingers aren't burned, let me see.” He spoke again, bending down and deceiving her, and she was so petite that he approached her, and her whole figure fell into his broad arms.

His cheeks burned and he either deliberately or carelessly rubbed his thin lips across a piece of paper onto her earlobes crystallized plush. The wet, warm and aggressive smell of man instantly occupied her nervous system, her heart beating "bang bang” and her body trembling.

It felt like his palm was wrapped up. Ning Qing shocked his hand away.

A man's body is stiff.

Ning Qing's breathing was breathing, and the people in the dark felt particularly sensitive, not to mention that she was still sitting on his thigh in such a vague position.

A few seconds later, she felt a big palm holding her, his palm was huge, she couldn't help herself, and the skin contact was full of electric sparks.

“Don't …” Ning Qing looked over at him in panic, his little white hand against his chest.

At this time, only the window penetrated a little bright and the bedroom was dark, but her swimming eyes and his dark eyes were all clear and painty, and the two looked silently at each other.

Looking at the girl's panic and preparedness, Lu Shaoming laughed softly. His low-alcohol magnetic voice was a little lazy, and he laughed, "What are you thinking? Since you don't want me to watch your hands, shouldn't you stand up? Or do you want to sit on my lap forever? ”

Ning Qing jumped up “Teng" and she wrote a word all over herself - groundless.

He pushed her hips just to help her get up, but she thought...

How many times have you had sex with yourself tonight?

And even if he wanted to do something to her, she shouldn't have slapped her, so even if she misunderstood, it would be okay for her to apologize.

Why is it so embarrassing and unclear to say "no”? Well, there's been a misunderstanding that she wants to refuse to return the favor. She also thinks she wants to sit on his lap forever.

Ning Qing, where's your calm?

Why are you panicking?

When Ning Qing was reluctant to drill a hole to escape, a "bang” called and the dark bedroom was bright again.

Ning Qing didn't even have the courage to look at him. She turned around red-handed and hummed her lips. "I... I'll go downstairs and eat later. ”

Two bowls of noodles end up on the table in the bedroom, delicious, with a golden lump egg covered in it, juicy and full of ingredients.

Ning Qing handed the chopsticks to Lu Shaoming. He sat on the bench. She sat beside the bed, and the two of them began to eat noodles in zero communication.

The man focused on eating the noodles. He looked elegant. Ning Qing had one of his chopsticks in his eyes. His hands were beautifully groomed and his nails were round and full.

Ning Qing suddenly bit off the noodles. In order not to be embarrassed, she came at the speed of his noodles, so that he ate well and she happened to put down the chopsticks.

Drawing a piece of paper from the tissue box and passing it to him to wipe the corner of his mouth, she ran to the hanger to remove the suit, and she touched her cuffs with her hands, "The suit is dry and ready to wear. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Lu Shaoming walked over to pick up the suit, but didn't wear it. The suit was casually held on a sturdy little arm. He looked at her with a gentle smile, “Thank you for your hospitality tonight, goodbye. ”

Lu Shaoming opened the bedroom door and walked out across his feet.

Watching his bright back disappear into sight, Ning Qing remembered that she didn't know what his last name was, what his name was, closed the door, and ran to the table. Because of the hurry, her knee knocked into the corner of the table and it hurt.

But she didn't have time to check her injured knee, her little hand pulled open the curtain, her little head looked down, and the figure of Shufu Junbao downstairs had gone to the banquet car.

“Hey...” A syllable came out of his red lips, but the man opened the door, sat in the car, and Cayenne ran away.

Watching Cayenne disappear, Ning Qing disappointed to retract her little head. She sat back by the bed and looked at the two empty bowls on the table.

Perhaps she was really lonely for too long and had a hint of love for such an unknown strange man...

Stand up to brush the dishes and put the washed dishes in the cupboard. At this time, a “beeping” car whistle came from the ear. Ning Qing's two small hands were stiff.

When she was stuck, another "beep” came downstairs, dropping the chopsticks, and she ran to the window sill, looking down, and the farther away Cayenne returned.

The figure of Junbao leaned a little lazily against the car, his left hand in his trousers pocket, his right hand carrying a paper bag, his eyes looked up to her. In the light rain, his elongated black eyes were as clear and bright as the flowing stream of the mountain.

The corner of his mouth was priceless and gentle, Lu Shaoming said with a smile, “The ointment for the treatment of burns is applied three times a day, as well as the medicine to prevent the cold. Before going to bed, he flushed it with warm water to drink it. ”

His voice was not loud, but enough to penetrate her eardrum. Ning Qing subconsciously curled his burnt index finger, and his beautiful fall eyes covered with a bright light.

For the past three years, except for her mother, who had no family or friends, the feeling of being cared for was so warm that her mouth could not stop rising.

I didn't expect this noble and compelling man to be so gentle and thoughtful.

Ning Qing lifted the lips of the cherry powder to try to open it, but when he reached the mouth, his heart rose again with a shameful emotion. The man parked the car under her bedroom. Does he know that this behavior is very reminiscent?

This is how many guys chase their girlfriends...

Before Ning Qing answered, a scream came from all sides - "Hi, Uncle, are you talking to me? My hand just burned. Thanks for the ointment. ”

“Hi, Uncle, look at me. I'm going after you. Can you leave me a phone number? ” ……

The smile in the corner of Ning Qing's mouth quickly flattened, probing his little head outward, the entire bedroom building window was opened, and many long-haired floating heads probed out.

Ning Qing was a little annoyed. The little girl around 20 had the least resistance to this stable and attractive uncle. The man was a suckling stone, and just standing there emitted a powerful magnetic field. It was too eye-catching.

She felt a little bored, like sharing her favorite bear with someone else, very unhappy.

As he was depressed, the man downstairs stepped forward and placed the paper bag in his hand on the flower bed. He raised his right hand and made a simple gesture with Ning Qing - byebye. Ning Qing somehow did not want to talk to him. She leaned half against the wall, straightened her beautiful back and left him a cold and arrogant shadow.

Lu Shaoming smiled softly. He looked at the childish girl and opened the door. This time, the banquet really went far.

Ning Qing held this position for about a minute, and the murmuring women in her eardrums —— “Let's go down, whoever grabbed the paper bag belongs to the uncle. ”

Ning Qing disdained herself, silently gave Lu Shaoming's assessment of her to these girls - childish!

Then the whole bedroom building blew up, and the fastest girl ran to the flower bed for the first time, stretching her arms to block the crowd behind her.

But where's the paper bag?

Fly away!

When the people were confused, Ning Qing, hiding at the corner of the wall, gasped and soothed her disturbed breath. She looked at the paper bag in her eyes, which was hers.