My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

He could see that she was scared, helpless and retreated into a hedgehog, crying like a 20-year-old girl.

If, over the past three years, she's willing to do the same to him, and if, when he gets all sorts of flower news out, she can drop her legs to question him and shed tears to save him, maybe they're not like this today.

But why didn't she do everything to him?

Ning Qing's ear echoed again, “I love Lu Shaoming, I love him”. Oh, is she really in love with Lu Shaoming?

Then what is he?

What are these 20 years?

Xu Junxi was drunk. He blurred his gaze and glanced up. He walked by a girl, white sweatshirt, jeans, Ning Qing's appearance.

“Ning Qing.” Xu Junxi pulled the girl over his lap and he dropped his eyes to kiss the girl.

The girl freaked out and pushed him to struggle, "Who are you, you let go of me. ”

Xu Junxi frowned and took his wallet out of his suit and photographed it on the table. He was too drunk to say, “Ning Qing, I have money. I'll give you all my money. Will you stay with me? Oh, I've done it so many times with Ning Yao, but I'm not happy. My head is full of you. I kissed your lips when I rolled the sofa with a young mold. So fragrant, Ning Qing, let me kiss you. ”

Xu Junxi was about to kiss the girl again, when the girl's boyfriend ran over and pulled the girl out of Xu Junxi's arms, one fist greeted her up.

Xu Junxi lay on the ground with a banging noise.

“Woman who dares to bully me, I can't beat you to death!” My boyfriend kicked Xu Junxi's foot again and took the girl away.

The people in the bar circled around, pointing a finger at Shun Junxi, who was blocking the floor.

Xu Junxi looked over his head at the crystal chandelier. His body ached more than a tenth of his heart. “Huh, huh...” He took his phone out of his pants pocket.

Lu Shaoming slept shallow, so he opened his eyes quickly when the phone rang.

He moved a little, “Hmm...” The girl in her arms slept confused, holding him tighter, she twisted her eyebrows and mumbled, “Who, so noisy...”

Lu Shaoming kissed Ning Qing's forehead as a reassurance. Looking up, Ning Qing's phone rang on the bed cabinet.

Extend your long arm and hold your phone in your palm. It's Jun-hee Xu's phone.

He glanced at the girl, his fingers slipped, and he answered the phone.

“Hello, Ning Qing, today you told me that you are in love with Lu Shaoming, is it true? I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I know you're angry with me...”

“Ning Qing, let's start over. I owe Ning Yao, pay it back slowly, but Ning Qing, don't leave me, I... love you...”

Lu Shaoming didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows. Xu Junxi drank the wine. He heard. He quietly hung up the phone and turned off his phone.

There was a "beep” in his ear, and Xu Junxi quickly called back, but the phone was mechanical -- sorry, you said the phone was off.

Xu Junxi dropped helplessly and desperately on the ground with the right arm of his phone. His eyes were hot. He reached out and touched it, turns out there were tears.

He wept.

……

The next morning, Ning Qing rose late, and when she woke up, Lu Shaoming was gone.

Out the door, she heard a piano coming from Grandma's room.

Where's the piano?

Ning Qing walked over and looked.

Grandma's door was open. Somehow a milky white piano was placed in the room. Lu Shaoming sat beside the piano and the long fingers played the black and white keys.

Grandma sat next to Lu Shaoming. She also extended her finger curiously. Yue Wanqing put a cup of hot milk on the table. She walked and stopped smiling. "Grandma, don't mess around, let Shaoling play you. ”

“It's okay, Mom, let Grandma play.” Lu Shaoming has a low alcohol cavity.

Grandma was very careful against the stranger Lu Shaoming. Now she smiled. The old finger played twice on the left keyboard. Lu Shaoming followed her three times. One by one, Ning Qing heard it. It was actually "Little Baiyang".

The melody sounded relaxed and joyful. The occasional music of Grandma's participation was also harmonious. Yue Wanqing smiled brightly and taught Grandma to sing in a beat ---

One, Bai Yang, grown by the post.

Deep roots, strong work, watching over the north...

Ning Qing's heart was deeply collided. For three years, she had not seen Mom and Grandma smile so happily. They were bathed in the dawn sun and laughed so brightly.

Ning Qing's eyes couldn't stop staring at Lu Shaoming. His constant white shirt, black suit pants, sharp corners, handsome silhouette, expensive, I didn't expect him to play the piano. Such a man was not in the mall to roll over the rain. When playing the piano, he was like a jade, Joya was warm.

Just watching his sharp hands skilfully jump on the black and white keys made her feel good about it.

Ning Qing couldn't help it. It's 7: 00 now. He made her grandma happy and made her happy. He doesn't have to go to the office himself?

Sweet in the heart, he sent her sugar.

“Qing Qing,” Yue Wanqing found her and waved to her, "Are you awake? We were all waiting for you for breakfast, and I wanted to wake you up, but Minotaur said you'd sleep a little longer. ”

Yue Wanqing had a strong smile in his eyes.

The music stopped, Ning Qing walked in, sorry to look at the man, didn't want him to see the gentle water in her own eyes.

Ning Qing walked to Grandma and squatted down slowly. "Grandma, did you sleep well last night? ”

“Yes, yes, very good.” Grandma nodded happily, saying that Grandma looked carefully at Lu Shaoming around her eyes and asked, “Ching Ching, who is he? ”

Because Grandma was sitting with Lu Shaoming, she squatted down. Her gaze was next to the man's proud long legs. Her face was slightly red.

“Grandma, his name is Lu Shaoming, he belongs to Qing Qing... husband, we are married, he is your grandson son-in-law.” Ning Qing's voice was sweet and sticky.