My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Fuck off, you pervert!” Ning Qing pulled a self-defense knife out of his pants pocket and stabbed the man in the heart.

The man avoided agile, lowered the curse in his mouth, reached out and snatched Ning Qing's knife, “bang” and slapped Ning Qing.

Ning Qing was powerless, easily snatched the knife, and then the man fanned her eyes at Venus. She stumbled on the bottom of her feet and hit her head against the wall.

As soon as the man grabbed her hair, he slammed her head “bang" against the wall five or six times, scolding, "Make you strong, if you don't teach me a lesson, you won't learn. ”

Painful to numbness, Ning Qing did not feel painful. There was a bloody smell of hot, bloody liquid flowing down his forehead.

She's bleeding.

The man threw her into the sofa in the box and threatened, "If you don't obey me, you'll suffer later. ”

Ning Qing shrunk into the sofa, "If you touch me, I'll sue you. ”

The man jumped up and ripped Ning Qing's jeans. "Haha, sue me, you go tell the world who screwed you, haha...”

Ning Qing's gaze began to blur. Her two little hands stroked on the couch. She wanted to find something sharp like a bottle of wine. She was going to kill the man.

Even if she can't kill him, she's going to kill herself, which is better than being humiliated by a blast.

But she didn't touch anything, the table was so far away, she wanted to climb over.

But as her thighs cooled, her jeans had been pulled to her knees, her eyes could no longer control the humidity, and the burning tears fell into her nest, “Don't... Don't... Help...”

She knew that "help” was the weakest and most useless word in the world, and that no one had saved her for the past three years, no one had helped her, and she had relied on herself.

She's used to being on her own.

But now she was scared, desperate, and could only cry “help”, and she wanted someone to save her.

Seeing the white skin of Ning Qing's milk, the man's eyes were red. When he was overwhelmed, he “clicked” and the unlocked compartment door was opened.

The man stopped, looked back, and saw the waiter just now standing by the door with a set of keys.

The man looked angry and got up and down the couch. He ran to the door and shouted, "What do you mean, dare to harm the master, is not enough money for you? ”

The waiter stood back, fearful and afraid to speak.

The man tried to scold, but the waiter came out behind a man, and Julie looked at the man, laughing politely, "I made him do it. ”

“Who are you? ”

Julie didn't answer, but gave a card to the man.

The man didn't think he had taken the business card, he looked at it casually, and just then he changed his face. He looked at Julie in horror, “You, you...”

Julie waved at the two bodyguards and tied the man up in front of them, "It's a rule of law society, send you to the police station and set fire to it. When you realize you're wrong, you can come back, or you can stay inside forever. ”

The man who was tied up shivered, and he begged forgiveness, “No, I didn't mean to offend Lu Xiao, please let me go, I don't want to go to jail. ”

Men are still dragged down by bodyguards.

Ning Qing got rid of the control and quickly lifted up his jeans. The perverted man's ghost crying wolf howled away and then a footstep approached her.

“Who are you, don't come over.” Ning Qing Cer shrunk in the sofa, she is now a wounded hedgehog, nobody believes it.

The sound of the bottle lid opening in her ears, a breath of refreshing mint in her nose, she waved in horror, "What do you smell for me, what do you want? ”

“Miss, don't be nervous, I have no malice at all. It's a refreshing medicine. Do you feel any better now? ”

Ning Qing felt it for a moment. The discomfort slowly dissipated. Her gaze began to become clear. She looked up at the person. She was a Sven man in a suit leather shoes.

“Did you save me? Thank you.” Turns out she really saved her life. Ning Qing pulled a smile out of her mouth and nodded his thanks.

“You're welcome. Miss, you need to rest here for a while. I told someone to wash your face in a basin and take care of the forehead injury. ”

Ning Qing got up, she didn't have much strength on her body. Her footsteps swayed in vain. She walked to the table and wiped the blood off her forehead with a wet wipe. She shook her head. “No, thank you for today. I'm leaving first. ”

She just escaped a robbery, she doesn't even have time for compassion, the real problem is still waiting for her to solve, Mom has surgery tomorrow, she needs money.

Ning Qing walked out of the hotel. She attracted a lot of attention along the way. Everyone pointed a little behind her back.

As she stood outside the hotel door, she looked at herself through the spinning glass door, the blood on her forehead had not been wiped clean, her hair messed up, several clothes buttons scattered, and the right leg of the jeans had been torn.

The corner of her mouth pulled out the curve of mockery. She raised her head and forced back the fragile tears in her eyes. She didn't feel grieved. She was just thinking that she couldn't appear in front of her mother like this. She was going to sleep in the bedroom tonight, where she was going to raise money tomorrow, and the humiliation tonight. She had to report it.

My heart was so desolate, my mouth was bitter.

She turned and lifted her feet to leave.

But one foot was stuck halfway down the stairs, parked several luxury cars outside the hotel door, and stood a group of dignified businessmen under vintage flower lights, one of whom laughed with low eyes and was elegant.

The man is wearing a light blue shirt today, khaki narrow suit pants, which are not officially worn, semi casual and fade away the usual deep seriousness, he is as clear as ink at the moment.

All around him are elderly seniors. Everyone and Yan Yue spoke to him. He listened with a glance. Once in a while, Ning Qing's gaze was at his half side face. The silhouette of the handsome knife was engraved with a clear and deep corner line...

Nice looking surprise.

His wide shoulder, narrow waist, good figure is to wear his half casual outfit out of the cold, hard and charming texture, one hand to wipe his pants pockets, elegant and talkative, you can see the noble identity at first glance, the dusk off light in the flower light from his head, his whole person is so invisible.

“Miss...” At this time, Jury came from the hotel, which woke Ning Qing and disturbed the people beside him.

So Ning Qing ran into those luminous black eyes unprepared. Lu Shaoming looked at her and could not see the joy in her deep eyes.

But Ning Qing clearly saw that he carelessly looked at her upper and lower body, and the elders around him looked pitiful and sympathetic to her.

Ning Qing didn't know what was happening to her, but she suddenly lost the courage to step down the stairs.

She hurriedly turned around and jumped off the side of the steps, taking a trail that was narrow enough for only one person to pass between the hotel walls and the flower pond.

Guests are not going anywhere, probably hotel attendants, installers.

But she didn't care, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible, she didn't want the man who had softly comforted her in the hotel room, parked her car under her bedroom the other day and delivered her medicine to see her so vulgar.

She knows how lame she is.

The people at the mall looked sharply, especially him, and at first glance they could probably guess what was happening to her, and she wanted to preserve a little pride and dignity for herself.

But she was stupid, and she knew it, and she was even more lukewarm on the trail.

I knew I'd listen to that Sven guy, wash my face, change my clothes, and clean myself up. After all, he looked so decent.

Ning Qing felt very hot and wet on his face. He touched his little hand and it was all tears.

She thought she was funny. She ran to the street crying and laughing. She took her phone out of her bag and said, "Hey, Chow, find me a man who is very rich...”

When she hung up the phone and tripped to a rock under her feet, she suddenly fell to the floor, which she did not want to stand up again.

Her legs curled up, she held her knees with two slim arms, buried her little face in her knees, ignoring the passersby, and without asking tomorrow, she cried.

Ning Qing really wanted to cry, but not long after crying, her shoulder was heavy, her thin, cold body attacked for a while warmth, someone wore a dress for her.

She shook her eyes and looked. It was a light grey woolen coat with a fresh, warm masculine smell on it.

This smell… she is familiar.

Dropped eyes burst into a pair of leather shoes, lighter than khaki pants and more casual.

It's him.

Here he comes.

Ning Qing was a little overwhelmed. She was already overwhelmed. Now she is sitting on the ground crying despite her image. Her delicate teeth bite her lower lip tightly, trying not to make herself cry, but the crystal beads still crash.

Warm in his messy hair, his generous palms swept in, and he had a slight tolerance in his low, alluring voice, “How do you see me running, hmm? ”

This "um” sounded like a slight vibration in her chest, so sexy, Ning Qing listened to her trembling, not knowing if it was because of his words or because he was passing through the palms of her hair, so tender.

Ning Qing lowered her head, she didn't want him to see the wound on her forehead, let alone his face at this moment.

Lu Shaoming's gaze was the girl's weak and fluttering little shoulder. She was still crying. Her tears were running faster and faster, but her stubbornness prevented her from making a slight cry.

Does this stupid girl know how painful she is?

Ning Qing's tears just couldn't stop. At that time, she felt her toes kicked. Her eyes lifted slightly. There were more leather shoes on the toes of her white skate shoes. He was kicking her with leather shoes.

What does he want?

Ning Qing subconsciously split his legs into eight-word pieces, trying to avoid his leather shoes, and the man took the opportunity to penetrate into her feet.

She also sat on the floor, his long leg directly driven by the forward leaning of his leather shoes, and the long, straight leg approached her, carrying the power of aggressive hegemony, until her head reached his knee.

“What do you do?” Ning Qing clamped his shoes together and prevented him from moving forward.