My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The girl touched the warmth, her tiny jaw gently rubbing the collar, her cherry pink lips pounding and burying her entire face in the coat.

Lu Shaoming lifted his lips. He was indeed a 21-year-old girl. He withdrew as a hedgehog. Little soft powder, just like ordinary people.

Take your eyes back, he keeps driving.

At a turning road, he hit a directional light and turned right. At this point, Ning Qing in the co-pilot's seat fell on his thigh because of his inertia and his body was unstable.

Lu Shaoming's bright eyes were a little drowsy. He touched her little face with his right palm and wanted to hold her straight.

“Hmm...” Ning Qing in her sleep refused his hand, she flanked herself, curled her two thin legs on the passenger seat, her little head moved up, moved to a very warm place, and searched for an incredibly comfortable position to continue sleeping.

Lu Shaoming's body suddenly stiffened, the steering wheel slanted, the sharp horn in the back of the car sounded, Cayenne had already taken up two driving lanes.

Pushing the steering wheel straight, he glanced at the sleeping girl, his tongue dry for a moment.

“Ning Qing...”

He wants to wake her up.

Ning Qing, who was sleeping perfectly, quit. She squeezed her little body and her little head moved. She felt warm and buried it deeper there.

Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened and the emergency parking light lit up. He pulled over.

He was hot and tight, and the feeling was uncomfortable for some strangers, opening the window and afraid she would catch cold, so he opened a stitch.

With a cool breeze outside, he touched the cigarette box, took out the lighter and lit a cigarette.

This girl, she only met three times, every time she lit a fire.

Ning Qing did not know how long she slept until she felt uncomfortable. Her face was burned. She was very upset. She opened her eyes.

As soon as her eyes opened, she realized she slept on the man's thighs, and one of her little hands wrapped around his core...

“Ah!” Ning Qing screamed. She stood up straight like lightning, backing away. “Bang”, her injured forehead hit the roof of the car, the pain came, the tears in her eyes brushed DC.

Lu Shaoming quickly extinguished the cigarette, the voice line was as low as ever. There was not much change, except for some dullness, “Don't move, your forehead is bleeding again. ”

Ning Qing couldn't move. She had a headache on her forehead and even had a nerve pain in her brain.

Lu Shaoming brought the medicine box, uncovered the gauze that had already seeped blood, and cleaned her wound again. “What's so irritating is that you took advantage of me, not me. ”

He didn't say it was okay. Ning Qing wanted to drill a hole in the ground.

What did she just do, she actually stuck her face in...

But she didn't want to lose her temper, and she said, "I'm asleep. Why don't you look at me? This kind of thing is a woman's fault, you... you all reacted, obviously it was fun, blame me, hypocrisy. ”

When she finished, she felt the man's movements stop.

She looked up at him and saw the man with his narrow black eyes, constantly dangerously dangerously flaming in his dark and bright eyes, staring at her.

“You... you...” Ning Qing's anxious Ser shrunk his small shoulder. After all, she took the initiative. He has always been a decent man, so she is false in heart. "Why are you looking at me like this, I... I was wrong, I shouldn't say you are hypocritical...”

“Did I have a good time?” Lu Shaoming lifted his thin lips and interrupted her with one sentence.

Ning Qing, “…” How can he ask, he is playing hooliganism and taking advantage of her in words.

When I didn't want to answer, the man approached me.

At such close range, the girl is wonderful, with a big, small-faced, carved jade, very elastic, pink diamond lip crystal bright and colorful, like a rose petal.

Especially with a gauze on her forehead, a three-dimensional sickness, two large palms holding her little face, a thin cocoon thumb with a smooth skin on her face.

Ning Qing was frightened and straightened out. In her cognition, he was a deeply graceful man. He controlled every move very well and wouldn't go over and make her uncomfortable.

But now he means a few things, he's going to stick to her, the posture is very vague, the breathing is tangled together, he smokes about, he smells like tobacco.

She glanced at him with a red face, and the street lamp outside the window flexed through the glass window onto his handsome face, and all five of his 3D officers became vividly seductive, what a man with a great face.

“Don't... don't make fun of me...” She remembers how horny she was just now.

Reach out your little hand to push him away, but the next second...

Slim white little hands pressed against his chest, trying to push away, but his fingertips curled up, his body was full of cold, charming elite notes, a hint of nicotine smoke, and the smell of a mature man was particularly heavy.

His fingertips were like a string of currents, how good his body was, and his fingertips could feel the aggressive power of a man with strong, tense muscles.

Lu Shaoming didn't close his eyes. The girl looked silly and could not blink and breathe.

She opened her mouth to her lower lip and asked, “Never kissed, huh? ”

Ning Qing returned to God, a little ashamed, a little annoyed, his voice was sweet and soft, unlike his own, “You laughed at me! ”

Lu Shaoming's eyebrows fluttered with joy. He was very satisfied with her answer, a very clean girl.

Are you kidding her? Silly girl doesn't know anything.

“Then close your eyes, open your mouth and breathe in.” Lu Shaoming rolled his throat knot, clasped her back of the head and slipped in while she opened her mouth, closing her eyes.

Ning Qing “um” clasped his shirt collar, held him dead, wrinkled his shirt. She really didn't catch it, panicked and closed her eyes, leaving him to lead her through the clouds to experience this feeling.

I don't know how long later he finally let her go.

But his arm snapped her hive, and he seemed to be measuring her waist, and her thin waist was not enough for him to circle half his arm.

Young Master Lu buried her head in her pink neck. Her chilly maiden smell was sweet. When she remembered the day she danced the crystal plate dance, her palms became more and more uncontrolled.

How can a girl be as feisty as her?

Ning Qing twisted it twice, didn't want him to touch it, but she couldn't get away with it. After a few seconds, she finally couldn't help but react green.

“Giggle...” She laughed like a crisp bell, "It tickles...”

Lu Shaoming clamped her soft waist so as not to let her rub around. “Do you also feel itchy if someone else touches your waist? ”

He's uncomfortable with the problem. Does he think she's a casual girl?

Ning Qing raised his head and picked a pair of willow eyebrows to flatter him. Beautiful autumn eyes were a little wise, “Nobody touched me. All the men who wanted to touch me, I would slap them. ”

Lu Shaoming's handsome eyebrows wrinkled, clear and bright black eyes were expensive, "so? ”

Ning Qing: So you can steal the pleasure.

Before she could say anything, her tiny jaw was snapped by the man's two fingers, very gentle force, but easily controlled her, “Ning Qing, you like me. ”

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Ning Qing's eyes shrank sharply. His head looks like a fireworks exploded. It feels like his heart's little secret has been poked through and his heart is about to jump out of his chest.

She likes him?

She hadn't thought about it, because they only met three times, and she didn't even know his name.

But she has to admit that he is different, she can remove all the precautions in front of him, to be back to the old 18-year-old simple soft girl, she will care what he thinks, don't want him to see his wolf, because of his noble identity loss and cowardice...

Running away in front of the hotel is a good example.

Ning Qing's mind was messed up. She reached out her little hand to push him, pulling the corner of her mouth and laughing. “How can you be so arrogant? Don't stink. I don't like you. ”

“Well, Ning Qing, then I like you.” Lu Shaoming lip thin, word for word, said the sentence very clearly.

Ning Qing stunned directly. His thinking jumped too fast and was quite straightforward. She was completely unprepared.

“Stop it, it's not funny at all...” Ning Qing wants to get rid of him.

“I'm not making a scene, it's serious," Lu Shaoming snapped her slim waist with one hand and touched her little face with one hand. He opened his mouth in her vague eyes, "Ning Qing, let's get married. ”

Ning Qing blinked hard to make sure that it was not a dream. She still couldn't accept that she had been confessed and that she had been proposed again.

“Why…?” Ning Qing stumbled and asked.

“Why not? Isn't marriage the right person at the right time? Ning Qing, I like you, I happen to need a wife, so I want to marry you. And now you need a man to depend on and accompany you, to make you no longer lonely, you have a crush on me, you marry me, the two of us can make a home. ”

The man's deep eyes reflected the bright lights out of the window, as if she were attracted to those two beautiful and dangerous swirls at a glance.

The ghost axe sculpted handsome face, clean, handsome charm, good character cultivation... this man is very attractive, Ning Qing admits that she likes this.

But…

Ning Qing shook his head, “No... we've known each other for too long, I don't know you... and I'm not ready to get married right now, I live badly... maybe you'll regret it later, I'm not as good as you think I am..."

Lu Shaoming rubbed Ning Qing's hair with pity and said softly, "That's all you are. How good do you want me to imagine you? ”

“You!” Even though he said the phrase in a semi-harmonious and semi-humorous manner, but Ning Qing refused, is that his attitude in proposing marriage? Stick out a pink punch and smash him in the shoulder, "So you're still saying get married? ”

Lu Shaoming smiled and held her in his arms. He glanced and kissed her face. "But Ning Qing, what I like, what I want to marry, is you now. ”