My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“When she was 12 years old, she knew how to hurt people. Once I accidentally cut my hand, she cried for a long time. She kept holding me and said," Brother Junxi, it doesn't hurt to snore at you... "”

“When she was 14 years old, she had a period and was scared. I bought her tampons and shorts. She came out of the bathroom with tears on her face. I hugged her and kissed her little face for the first time...”

Lu Shaoming listened, his mouth was even cooler, and he interrupted him, “President Xu, if you want to remember before, is that the wrong object? For me, I'm even more curious, if you and Ning Qing have so many memories, why are you with Ning Yao now? ”

Xu Junxi was still stuck in that beautiful past, but Lu Shaoming's phrase "Ning Yao” broke all his dreams, and he returned to reality.

He looked at Lu Shaoming, the man's eyes could not talk, but it was cold and faint. In fact, he said that he wanted to make him jealous, but Lu Shaoming did not.

Maybe in his world, he's not enough to be his opponent.

This feeling of being ignored is so annoying, Xu Junxi's anger laughed back, “Yes, I'm sorry Ning Qing, I was the one who moved first not to fall in love with Ning Yao, so the deeper the so-called love, the more deeply hurt, so Ning Qing is so determined against me now. But just now I was hurt to save her, she shed tears for me, a woman couldn't help but cry for a man, Lu Shao, what does that mean you don't understand? ”

“Besides, in front of Grandma, Ning Qing's point is clear, you're just an outsider, and I'm his fiancé, forever! ”

Lu Shaoming stood tall and frowned with a smile. "President Xu, you can say whatever you want. ”

“What I want to say is that Ning Qing still loves me in the heart. Young Master Lu, you only entered in vain. You appeared beside her when she was most lonely and in need of company. She accepted your acceptance and let it go, but this has nothing to do with love. You are the product of Ning Qing's holdings. You are my replacement! ”

Lu Shaoming's face still fluttered, silence for three seconds, he opened his mouth, “Even if Xu is right all the time, what does that matter? I do. President Xu, do you mind? ”

“You!" Xu Junxi thought the statement was serious, but any man with pride and self-esteem would be stabbed, not to mention that Lu Shaoming was such a man.

But he just floats three words -- I would?

“Oh, Master Lu, even though you say so, do you really mind? I was the only one in Ning Ching's 20 years of life. I was her fiancé! ”

“Well," Lu Shaoming nodded, taking a step closer to Xu Junxi, his mouth had a bit of a playful taste “Xu always knew he was his predecessor, you have Ning Qing's past, but I have her present and future. Thank you, Xu took care of her for 20 years. When she blossomed like a flower, she came to be my Lady Lu Ming. ”

“..." Xu Junxi squeezed his fists tightly. For the first time, he found that Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing really fit together in some way. They were all so able to argue.

“Ming, what are you doing here?” Ning Qing walked over when the eyes of the two men collided.

Lu Shaoming took two steps back. Looking back, Ning Qing had reached out to him and held his arm. "Ming, I've been looking for you for a long time. I'm going to my old room to find two books. You go with me. ”

“Mmm.” Master Lu followed Ning Qing.

Xu Junxi's eyes quickly fell into a shadow. Ning Qing didn't even look at him from the beginning.

Ning Qing looked at Landing Ming with such tenderness and focus. Such eyes once belonged to him, but now she gave them to another man.

"When she blossomed like a flower to be the woman who sent me to be Lu Shaoming," he shook his ear back in the oil pan. Did she and Lu Shaoming do it?

Thinking of her soft body when she danced, that fine little face, he couldn't even imagine her as a witch when she was having a good time under another man.

If he doesn't, he doesn't believe Lu Shaoming really doesn't mind his existence.

Walking into Ning Qing's room, everything in the room was almost moved, but the pink wallpaper, the milky white dresser... these made Lu Shaoming feel like a young girl.

Lu Shaoming looked casually twice. His gaze was finally set on a glass window cabinet. He approached it and placed a music box on the top counter.

He opened his hand and the music of the silver bell sounded.

“Don't listen!” Ning Qing walked over and extended his small hand to cover the music box.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl and smiled softly, "What's wrong? Is this from Jun-hee Hsu? ”

Ning Qing didn't know how to answer, but she knew she could never tell the truth, “No!” The girl who never lied blushed.

“Oh." Nor did Lu Shaoming force himself to walk across the foot to the window, take a cigarette out of his pants pocket and light it with a lighter.

He took a deep inhale and slowly exhaled the smoky smoke from his thin lips. The music box just now was engraved with Q. Xu Junxi and Ning Qing's initials. He could see clearly.

There are 4 floors in the cabinet, each floor has several gifts in the counter. He counted them with his eyes, 1, 2… 18, a total of 18 pieces. It should be Xu Junxi's birthday gift every year.

A gift is a gift. She doesn't have to lie.

“Ming, are you angry?” Ning Qing walked to the man and explained quietly, "Xu Junxi bled to save my head today, that's why I hugged his head, nothing else, and Grandma was stimulated today, I can't talk to Grandma about your affairs, when the opportunity is right, I will say. ”

Lu Shaoming's sculptural handsome face looked very blurred in the smoke. He copied his pants pockets with one hand, and on a window table with one hand. The long and pulled posture was impressive.

Ning Qing was particularly nervous when a man remained silent. He remained highly unpredictable and she did not know what he was thinking.

“Ming,” Ning Qing bravely stood in front of him, his small hands hesitated to hold his fine core, glued, "Don't be angry, I really have nothing to do with Xu Junxi. ”

“Mm-hmm." Lu Shaoming smoked again, meaning unknown response.

Ning Qing doesn't know how to fool him. He has never ignored her. He doesn't even want to look at her now.

He held it in his hand for too long, and it felt bad when he fell to the ground all at once.

When a man smokes, he closes his eyes halfway and leaps between his long fingers with a spark of starlight. Two thin lips are slightly open when the smoke is emitted, and the lips are very surnamed.

Because she was probably afraid to choke on her, he was throwing smoke at the window, leaving her with only half an angular, handsome side face.

Ning Qing's mouth was very dry. She stretched out her pink tongue and licked her dry red lips. She hugged him around the neck, lifted her toes and said, “Ming, I'm sorry, don't be angry with me. Can I kiss you? ”

The man did not answer, but his lower abdomen was strained.

Ning Qing held his handsome face and kissed him with his eyes closed.

She hoped that he would disappear as soon as possible. Every time she made a mistake, he liked her to kiss him. Now she meant enough.

After two minutes of kissing, Ning Qing couldn't hold on. The man stayed still. She sang like a unicorn.

Actually, she misses him buttoning his strong arms around her waist.

Sneaking open an eye and looking at him, it was like a pot of cold water dripping from her head to her feet.

He had not closed his eyes, and there was no love bath in his dark narrow eyes, and he was looking at her with a clear and sharp eye and measuring her.

Ning Qing felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

Loosen his neck, she was ashamed, "If you don't want to kiss me, forget it, I'm leaving. ”

Ning Qing turned around and ran to the door.

But after two or three steps, she snapped a strong arm on her thin, soft waist, and as soon as the man pushed her hard, she crashed into the warm arms of the man Ying.

Ning Qing's nostrils were sour and he struggled quickly, "Lu Shaoming, you are so bullying, I won't play with you anymore, let go of me! ”

“Angry?” The man's low voice has been hissing, he kisses her hair hard in the back, over and over again, around her crystal earlobes, "you have no idea what's wrong with you? Kissed me for two minutes. Is that what you've been up to? ”

Ning Qing was trembling so hard, his strength was so heavy, the hot and spicy words spit in her ears, she could feel the robust male power he burst out.

“I am not wrong, my heart is very straightforward, you take care of yourself, me and Xu Junxi are past how can you not believe it? ”

Once the voice dropped, Ning Qing's shoulders were snapped, and the whole person was pulled right over, and the next second his red lips were blocked.

Ning Qing was kissed to dizziness. When she was dying to breathe, Lu Shaoming let go of her. His tiny jaw was snapped by him. He was gasping. “Is there really no Xu Junxi in her heart? Well, prove it to me. ”

The man's orbit was a little red, his eyes had always been stained with the color of rice separation. Ning Qing was deterred from softening by the strong force emanating from him, "You, what do you want? ”

Lu Shaoming muttered, “You have no interest in Xu Junxi, but he has an interest in you. He is now outside the door, with me, to let him die. ”

With him?

Ning Qing glared at her eyes and forgot to react.

Looking at the girl's panicked color, Lu Shaoming steadily breathed, drawing heartache and pity in her eyes, a large palm clasped her back head, “Don't worry, fake, huh? ”

Lu Shaoming kissed down again.

Ning Qing clamped his shirt collar with two small hands and looked at his two rows of long lashes prettier than the woman's. She closed her eyes. If this reassured him, she would cooperate.

She wants to live well with him.

She likes him, even though today he is not gentle at all and not as elegant as he usually is as a gentleman, but she likes his simple and brutal kiss and loves the power of his brutal hegemony.

She likes him jealous.

Ning Qing slowly caught his neck and responded greenly, but soon...

This big, fat liar!

Xu Junxi's head was full of nightmares. He watched Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing enter the room and never come out. He walked around the door like a fool, like a peeping maniac who had become too much.

He wants to know what they're doing in there, he wants to know crazy.

He stopped, put one hand against the door handle and opened a seam. He glanced at it and his body was instantly stiff as a sculpture.

He heard Ning Qing crying fine and whispering. He had many women. He knew that such crying was uncontrollable, painful and happy.

Lu Shaoming straightened himself up. He heard the metal belt. Ning Qing seemed to be wearing a pair of white pencil pants tonight. The pencil pants were ripped off and thrown to the bed.

Xu Junxi loosened the door handle, and he turned his soul and left. He felt his heart pierced by a sharp blade hole and no blood, but it hurt him to tear his heart open.

Lu Shaoming was right, he guarded the girl for 20 years and is now someone else's woman.

He's ridiculous. He's ridiculous!

He took two steps and walked towards Ning Yao. Ning Yao saw Xu Junxi in a trance. He hurried forward and held his arm. "Junxi, what's wrong with you? ”

Xu Junxi laughed twice and laughed empty-handed. He put one arm on Ning Yao's shoulder. He was a little depraved. “Yao Yao, do you have any wine at home? Have a drink with me. ”

“Sure.” Ning Yao answered painfully.

Ten minutes later, in the room.

Lu Shaoming fastened the metal belt and sat beside the bed. Ning Qing Cesar trembled against the bed. Her hair, which had been tied to her, had just been rubbed apart by him and all messed up and spread over her shoulders.

She was so wretched that she hid herself in the mattress.

She can't see as many people as she wants.

Lu Shaoming's face was no longer calm. His bright brow was slightly restless and he looked at the watch on his wrist for 10 minutes. It was a terrible experience to fail.

She glanced at the girl with tears in her corner. She looked so pathetic that she had just been bullied into crying.

“Ning Qing, I'm sorry, just now, I'm a little out of control.” Lu Shaoming apologized in silence.

Ning Qing curled himself tighter. He had no face to look at him. He didn't know what to say. He could not be reprimanded. He was her husband.

But she was grieving, saying it was fake, but he did too much.

She was so sore, so crying, and he was like out of control, he just wouldn't stop.

With these in mind, the tears in Ning Qing's eyes snapped and fell again.

As soon as Lu Shaoming looked at her crying, there was nothing he could do. His body moved forward. He stretched out his hand to tear her, softly softly sobbing her. “Ning Qing, don't cry, it's me, asshole, but I didn't really...”

“Don't you touch me!” When he sensed his hand coming, Ning Ching cautioned backwards like a bird in a bow.

“Okay, okay, I won't touch it!” Master Lu raised his hands.

Men really don't touch it, they don't talk anymore, time stands still, Ning Qing's own tears, the more he cries, the more he gets grieved, now he won't touch it, he knows not to touch it, why did he go long ago?

Looking up at him, the man was also looking at her with pity. His face was a little unnatural and his ears were dark and red.

Ning Qing also wanted to laugh. This man has always been steady and straightforward. For the first time, he was so embarrassed and overwhelmed.

Very novel.

He didn't speak, she didn't speak, and the atmosphere was so stiff.

He was fully dressed, but she... she looked at the white pencil pants beside the bed. He just ripped them off. She was the only one under the mattress...