My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 42: Why Don't You Wear Clothes 1

Now, Mom knows, she's not angry anymore.

Was she blessed by the accident?

Ning Qing buried her little head in her neck. She smelled the warmth of her mother. She shook her head as she wept. “Mom is not sorry for me. Mom is the best mother in the world... Mom, Qing Qing loves you...”

This group of mothers and daughters cried for a long time, or Yue Wanqing stopped the tears first. She remembered a question and pushed away Ning Qing gently. She asked, "Qing Qing, where did you raise my operating expenses? ”

This question asked Ning Qing. Ning Qing subconsciously looked at the figure of Chang Junbao by the door.

Lu Shaoming saw a girl crying like a little flower cat. He stood tall and smiled gently at her lips. "Mom, I paid for the operation. ”

Yue Wanqing was struck by lightning, “What... what, Mom? ”

The person who just called her "Auntie” now calls her “Mom”?!

“Lu Shaoming!” Ning Qing did not expect Lu Shaoming to say this, and said it so straightly. She bit her lower lip with her thin white teeth and stomped her feet with anger.

She's a little slow with her mom. How could he mess around?

Lu Shaoming slightly picked out a sword brow and responded to Ning Qing with a glance - why, you still want to lie to your mother?

Ning Qing concluded, she tightened her eyebrows and stared at him.

“Mom, I and Ning Qing have already been licensed to marry,” the phrase is that she can't agree anymore, “Actually, there's nothing wrong with us getting married. In the future, I will take care of you with her, you don't have to worry about me. With me, 100 Wang Mentor is not a problem. ”

Yue Wanqing had just seen how well the man spoke in the ward. Well, now he blocked all her words in three words.

He's got it. Now she's worried about Ning Qing. The word "certified marriage” means, "Mom, you can't let your daughter change from newlywed to divorced, can you?"

What took care of her, what Wang Mentor, he stood by the door for so long, deeply aware of the embarrassment of their mother and daughter's life now, he would say so beautifully, but not yet... warfare deception?

Yue Wan's heart ached. She touched her chest with one hand and took a step back.

“Ma!” Ning Qing grabbed Ma quickly. Her frightened tears fell.

Yue Wanqing was anxious and angry. Marriage matters were too hasty. But what could Ning Qing do? She just had a fight. Her daughter had all kinds of patience, sour hearts and sour hearts. Xiaoshun still had a history. How could she blame her daughter again?

She seriously suspected the man of picking such a good time.

Yue Wanqing was held by Ning Qing and looked at Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming accepted the sight of his mother-in-law. He smiled slightly. He knew that this had come to pass.

“What's your name? How long have you known Ching Ching?” To be honest, Yue Wanqing is satisfied with Lu Shaoming. Such a man is mature, steady, knows women, knows how to love women, but she is afraid, her daughter is so simple, she will be crushed to death by this man in the future.

“Mom, my name is Lu Shaoming. I've known Ning Qing for three years. ”

Three years?

Ning Qing suspected that they had heard wrong. They had known each other for half a month.

But think about it, she kind of figured out that traditionally people like her mother judge emotions by how long they've known each other, and he can't tell her the truth.

“Do you like my king? ”

When she asked Lu Shaoming this question so bluntly, Ning Qing's face blushed, “Mom...” She grabbed Mom's arm with sweetness and whispered.

If Lu Shaoming says "I don't like it”, it would be embarrassing.

“Yes, I've always liked Ning Qing for three years.” Lu Shaoming looked at the girl's bright white cochlear climbing on the pale red faint and lowered her smile.

The man's clear eyebrows were indefensible joy and tenderness. Yue Wanqing looked very satisfied. She turned to her daughter.

Ning Qing's little head was about to go down to the ground. Although she knew he was lying to her mother, she was still blushing. She didn't dare look at him. She was a little girl.

Yue Wanqing snorted her mouth, she didn't even have to ask Ning Qing whether she liked him or not. She knew the answer when she saw the shyness of this young girl.

“Come on, now that you are married, don't forget to treat Mr. Ching well in the future. Mr. Ching Ching will live well with others, don't be a child. ”

Ning Qing was ashamed to want to drill a hole in the ground. She was very young in emotional psychological age. She didn't think too much about marrying Lu Shaoming, but she was very embarrassed by her mother's orders.

“Mom, don't worry, I'll be good to Ning Qing.” When Ning Qing did not know what the answer was good, Lu Shaoming responded.

Yue Wanqing did not speak any more, she went out again and again today. Her energy was not very good. Ning Qing fed her some millet porridge and she fell asleep.

Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing went back to their rooms.

Pushing the door of the small room, Lu Shaoming walked in first. It was dark in the room. The light coming out of the curtains lined his back, his figure was stiff and charming.

After a glance, Ning Qing lowered her eyes and dared not look again. Her little hand stroked onto the wall. She wanted to turn on the lights in the room.

She had already touched the switch, and when she wanted to open it, a large, wide, warm palm was covered, and he took her little hand off the wall and wrapped it in his palm.

She was standing in the corner by the door, his long body bullied her, his left shoulder against the wall by his other palm, and he pressed the whole person over.

Ning Qing suddenly fainted. He had a dry smell like bamboo. It smelled very good, very deterrent, very attractive, and filled her nose and wings, invading her entire senses.

“You... what do you do?” Ning Qing stretched his tongue and licked his dry lips. This room was so big, why did he deceive her into such a small corner? The lights didn't turn on in the room. The breath sprayed thinly on each other's faces, tangled together, it was all a little messy.

Lu Shaoming did not answer, Ning Qing felt his fingers rubbing over. He gently scratched her cheek with his index finger belly. She was still wet on her face and had undried tears.

Ning Qing's eyes sparkled in the dark. She watched him soak a drop of her tears with her fingertips and slowly put it in her mouth to taste.

“bitter.” The man's voice was low, frowned upon and concluded.

Ning Qing's little face “Teng” burned, he... what is he doing?

“Tears are, of course, bitter.” She replied funny.

Man Zhou Liang's eyes glanced at him, smiling a little, careless, "But I thought it was sweet, because you were sweet. ”

Ning Qing was not calm, she sort of understood, the man was playing hooliganism.

She pushed her hand against his wide chest and tried to change the subject, "How can you tell Mom that we're married today? ”

Lu Shaoming laughed, the businessman's most important thing is to seize the moment. His mother and father's psychological front has been broken down by their daughter. Today, not to mention, when?

“Are you going to lie to Mom? Fill in a panic and lie again, how tired. Now that you've confessed everything, don't you think it's easy? ”

Of course, Ning Qing is relaxed. I have been tired of lying to my mother for the past three years. I am afraid that one day my mother will find out and my body won't be able to hold on.

Now that Mother has forgiven her, she has taken another step in the entertainment world, and she feels unprecedented joy.

It seemed that after meeting him, she had completely lost her luck and had been visited by God.

I just don't know what he said to Mom and made her forgive her, which is the sense of security that a man gives her, and everything can be easily resolved in his hands.

She can trust him wholeheartedly and rely on him.

Ning Qing reached out and hammered his shoulder, his lips laughed, “Huh, so crowned, aren't you still doing this for yourself? ”

“Well, I admit, so I can sleep with you brightly every night. ”

How could he use the word "sleep”?

Ning Qing felt itchy. She laughed like a crisp bell. “Look at you. You're normal. Why are you doing this... Don't touch me, it tickles me...”

Her little hand held his palm and tried to pull him out of her waist, but she couldn't pull it, and was bullied closer to the corner of the wall by a man. His hot breath swept over her lips, his confusing voice pressed, "Seriously can marry a wife, can I eat you, hmm? ”

“Eat... Eat...” What are you eating, Ning Qing can't believe this was said from Lu Shao Ming's mouth. She really wants to ask, I'm not a little white rabbit or little sheep, why eat me?

But she didn't ask because she felt the topic was somewhat child-friendly.

He muttered, "Ching Ching, don't cry again, huh? Watching you cry was breaking my heart. ”

Is this man really changing, a second from a rogue to a deep emotional pattern?

And who's his “king", really nasty.

But Ning Qing's eyes were wet. She was moved. She loved the sound of "Qing Qing”. It was a tune when she was called “Ning Qing”, but a lot more Wen .

Never before had a man treated her like this, and every kiss was filled with heartache and pity, and the murmuring of her heart made her crisp.

“Lu... Lu Shaoming...” Ning Qing shouted his name helplessly.

Ning Qing panicked a little. She pushed her pink fist hard against his chest, but he didn't move like a wall. His breath was gasping.

“Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? ”

“What do I do that you don't know? Ching Ching, I think... you, would you like to, hmm?” His voice was low and mute.

Want to… her?

His intense and fiery hormonal atmosphere spread across the country. Ning Qing tried his best to hide, but there was no escape.