My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Soon, however, she snapped a strong arm on her soft little waist, and the man pulled hard, and she fell into the couch, and his dangerous voice approached, “What do you want to do? Swinging in my pajamas. ”

She's going to bed, naturally she has to wear pajamas. What's in his head?

The towel in his little hand was taken away, and the man dropped the file, wiping her hair and frowning, "What would that do? It's easy to get a headache if your hair stays dry. Do you have a hair dryer? I called Julie to send one. ”

A phone call?

Ning Qing's eyes lit up.

Lu Shaoming picked up his phone and dialed the number. At this time, Ning Qing turned around and pressed his small hand against the palm of his ear. He smiled, "Well, Lu Shaoming, by the way, let Julie send the bed. ”

The knocking sounded. Ning Qing went to open the door and the hair dryer came with a bed.

Close the door, Ning Qing walked to the bed, pushed his thin into the bed, and laid this thin outside. Everyone slept together, and the well water did not offend the river water.

Ning Qing couldn't help but leap forward and a lazy laugh sounded behind him. "I thought you'd let me sleep on the couch? ”

“How?” Ning Qing turned around and laughed brilliantly in the spring flowers, "my husband said," I will go to sleep even if I want to sleep on the sofa. ”

Lu Shaoming shouted softly. Clear ink's eyebrows revealed a few mature men's wind and sulfur picks. “If a man really wants to sleep with you, do you think he can just close his neck and get more beds? Childish!”

Ning Qing, “…” How many eyes did he have and see all her little movements?

Ning Qing blew his hair dry, climbed into the blanket and closed his eyes to sleep.

She fell asleep quickly and had a long, long dream...

It was a beautiful breeze and sunny weather, she was 10 years old, Mom and Dad were still in love, and a family of three played on the lawn in Ning's villa.

Daddy sat her on his shoulder and took her flying a kite as he ran. He smiled with affection, “My Ching Ching baby is really grown up, the kite can be put up so high. ”

Mommy smiled gently behind the father and daughter, laughing and admonishing, “Zhen Guo, don't hug the king so high, wrestle carefully. ”

How wonderful it was.

But when the scene turned, the wind and sunshine turned into a storm. Ning's servant pushed her down the steps of Ning's gate. She fell into a muddy water pit, and her mother cried and held her.

Daddy, once so merciful, smiled and extended his fingers. “This is no longer your home. I have Mei Ling and Yao Yao, go away! ”

The 18-year-old was a romantic time for shallots. A handsome teenager in white shirt and jeans came to pick her up from school on her bike. She sat in the back, her legs curled with joy and her eyebrows curled, “Jun-hee...”

Xu Junxi walked past the flower pool, stepped on the brake, and picked a pink rose flower from the flower pool for her. She blushed, followed by the rose flower. The young man's tender and handsome face was coated with a layer of light, and he said, "Ching Ching, I like you. Why don't you be my girlfriend? ”

She nodded humbly.

But it wasn't as sweet as expected. The image suddenly turned. Xu Junxi's eyes squeezed her neck in shadow. She shouted uncontrollably, “Give me back my King Qing. ”

Ning Qing's tears flowed more and more. She struggled desperately to get rid of Xu Junxi and her dreams. When she was dying to breathe, she put a large palm on her cold face. The ear was a low-alcohol voice of a man, “Ning Qing, wake up. ”

Ning Qing opened her eyes and her tearful eyes crashed into a pair of dark, sunny eyes.

It was a dream.

Lu Shaoming wiped the tear beads on her cheek with his thumb. The girl who woke up in her first sleep was unprotected, red-eyed, and looked at him weakly and knowingly. The look of pear blossoms with rain was pathetic.

He kissed her on the forehead with tenderness and comfort, "Dreaming? It's all right. It's just a dream. I'm here. ”

Seeing him, Ning Qing's nerves were relaxed. She squeezed her nostrils in his arms. Her voice was a little mute, “I just had a nightmare, I dreamed...”

The voice stopped suddenly, Ning Qing lifted his eyes in his arms and looked at him timidly, "I... did I just say a dream? Did I call someone by their name? ”

“Well, there is...” Lu Shaoming was in the middle of the sky, smiling and not laughing, "You called Dad, and, Xu Junxi. ”

Ning Qing was stiff.

She is the wife of Lu Shaoming, but it is intolerable for any man to call the names of other men in his dreams.

“I...” Ning Qing tried to explain, but Lu Shaoming suddenly pulled himself away and got out of bed. He couldn't hear the joy in his voice, “I'll get you a towel to wipe your face. ”

“Ming...” Ning Qing feared that he would leave, hurriedly sat up and wrapped his waist around his back, “Are you angry? ”

Lu Shaoming sat beside the bed and let her hold him, “Well, kind of. ”

Ning Qing's eyelashes trembled and explained urgently, “No, it's not what you think... I completely said goodbye to him today, but I've known him all these years, and I always remember... I dreamed of him in my dreams just now, I was a little sad and grumpy...”

“I can't control his name in my dreams, but he's past style, don't get me wrong... we're married, I want to have a good time with you...”

Lu Shaoming listened quietly. He turned around and wiped her tears with his hands. "I know I didn't misunderstand. Don't think about it. I'll go get the towel. ”

Ning Qing lay back in her quilt. Although he said he had not misunderstood, she was still upset.

There is one person in the world who is willing to treat you unconditionally, you have to understand gratitude, and at the same time you have to give equal care while others are silent.

The most important thing to suspect between husband and wife is that the dream is called "Xu Junxi” she is wrong, she has to be brave to make up for it.

Maybe he just took a bath, his hard short hair or wet, took off his elegant coat, he was full of bloodthirsty male power, aggressive breath.

Ning Qing glanced and blushed. Don't open your eyes.

“Why aren't you dressed?” She asked softly.

Lu Shaoming didn't stop rubbing his face. The voice was all over him. “I want to see if you will blush when I do not wear clothes? ”

“You!” Ning Qing turned his face and smashed him with a pink fist.

Lu Shaoming clasped her little hand, his obsidian clear, patent eyes locked her tightly, “Why can't you stand the joke? I went to the bathroom after work. Half the time I washed, I heard you crying and calling Xu Jun-hee. I was busy comforting you. When do I have time to get dressed? ”

Ning Qing, her eyes were hot again. She lifted up and grabbed the man's neck and kissed his lips. “Ming, don't be angry, okay? ”

The girl's voice was sweet and slightly sticky. Lu Shaoming looked at the red lips close to her, rolled her throat and muted, "If I'm not angry, give me this sweet tip, huh? ”

So what else does he want?

Ning Qing didn't expect him to stop. When she grew up, she thought the sweetness in her mouth was spreading to her heart.

“Aren't you upset? If it hurts, don't kiss me in the future.” Ning Qing's cheeks were as red as drunkenness. Her little hands were trembling and she found herself at the collar of two buttons, buttoning them.

Lu Shaoming looked at the lamp over his head, his breathing was still a little disturbed, “No, it would be even worse if he didn't kiss you. You go to sleep, I'll take a shower. ”

Lu Shaoming got up and went to the bathroom.

When Lu Shaoming came out, Ning Qing had not slept. Her little body curled like a kitten in the nest. Three thousand green silk lay flat on the pillow, very demonic.

The redness on her little face had not yet faded. The light redness in the white seemed like a stained rouge. Her palm-sized face was exquisite and beautiful. The moist and bright eyes of the moistened water looked at the trenchmen.

Lu Shaoming changed into white pants, two arrogant long legs resting on the bed, her right arm around her little head, like carrying her into her arms, “Sleep in a quilt, eh? ”

“No!” Ning Qing was frightened.

“Don't let it go, we'll sleep together.” Lu Shaoming retracted his arm and lifted the outer thin quilt.

Ning Qing was relieved. They couldn't even touch each other. The men and women who had just married were sparks.

But the next second, her thin body was lifted, the man's warm body patched over, his long arm rolled, and her hard and overbearing embrace into his arms.

“Lu Shaoming, you don't count.” Ning Qing struggled to get rid of him.

“Playing with fire again? Sleep!” The man's six words succeeded in shocking the messy little girl.

Even if my heart is still upset, Ning Qing really dared not move. Tonight is the wedding night for the two of us. I didn't expect this night to be so hard.

No, she must be separated from him.

His face was buried in his heart. There was his beating heart. She was a little sleepy and closed her eyes. “Lu Shaoming, are you still angry? ”