My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Zhou, fuck you,” Ning Qing reached out and pushed her away. "You are so impure, I want to stay away from you, you can't take her away. ”

Zhou “ha” smiled directly, “Ning Qing, the watch is ready, I guess in just two days, you will definitely do this impure thing, haha. ”

Ning Qing, “…” Zhou, do you want to be so straight?!

Ning Qing did not go home, she went to Guangqing to meet Lu Shaoming.

I don't know why I want to see him. It's already afternoon and he's going home at night.

But it was already known that he was the man three years ago, and he kept it from her for so long. Her heart was scratched like a kitten's paw. It itched so much that she wanted to see him now.

The receptionist of Guangqing saw more and more respect from Ning Qing. The passing staff nodded and shouted, "Madam President...”

Ning Qing saw that the old girl's eyes were so envious and slightly reddish. Yes, they were all "Madam President". She was still perfect. How imaginative.

Ning Qing was very naughty.

Julie greeted him, "Ma'am, why are you here? The president just went to a meeting, and now he happens to be in the office. ”

Julie pushed open the door to the office.

Inside, Lu Shaoming was standing on the side of the sofa, holding a document in his hand, and his other hand went to carry the suit on the back of the sofa, looking like he was going out.

Seeing her, Master Lu's eyes flashed for a moment, then slowly lifted his lips, revealing a charming and clean smile.

Ning Qing suddenly shy, this person is not often the laughing Lord, now laughing so happily, must have known about her going to the hospital.

He was pleased with her.

Ning Qing's face was hot. In his increasingly handsome smile, he didn't know where to put his eyes?

Three years ago, the man, who struck her, thought it was just a beautiful encounter, only to exist in the beautiful memories of youth, but did not want to, he had come to her.

So his name is Lu Shaoming!

Lu Shaoming is him!

Julie closed the door and Lu Shaoming threw the suit back into the sofa and put his pants in his pocket. "Now that you're here, why are you standing there like wood? Come here. ”

Ning Qing shrugged twice and lifted his feet towards him.

When he approached him, he clamped his hands around the file and put her in his arms with her soft, barbaric waist, “What? Why are you so shy? ”

He had a clean smell on his body. It smelled so good that he didn't see him turn on the heat in the winter. The serious frost in the office stained his deep and charming horns and was filled with a serious cold and hard smell, but only this hug was so wide and warm.

He almost stuck his thin lips on her delicate, delicate face as he spoke, whispering.

Ask her why she's so shy.

The 27-year-old man she met when she was 18 is now her husband and so close to her.

How can you stand it?

Ning Qing couldn't stand it. He avoided his breath on his side, but the whole person was still paralyzed and soft in his clean and charming manhood.

“You, why are you keeping this from me? You are clearly the same person three years ago, you, you...” Ning Qing can't say shy words, just pick up the pink punch and beat him, "you are broken. ”

Young Master Lu lets her slap, two fingers snap her small jaw, forcing her to look at him, "Ma'am, what happened this morning? Did I hear you confess to me? If you like me, you have to tell me out loud. How do I know what you're feeling when you're so shy? ”

She said that Landing Ming gently rubbed her beautiful lip line with thin lips, and the sound was magnetic. “Besides, Mrs. Little, listen to the tone of what you just said, like a hairy kitten. You can whisper a little more. Your husband loves to hear it. ”

How could he say that?

Ning Qing, the whole person burned, careful of the heart “flutter” beating, can not find any rhythm, her eyes overflowed with a layer of brilliance, the delicate teeth biting the beautiful lower lip, the shameful branch of my way, "Who, who confessed to you? Shame on you! Do I have a problem with talking like this? You have a problem with people talking like that. ”

Lu Shaoming looked at the redness of her cheeks, as if she were drunk. Her eyes were bright and bright.

She was so ashamed, he knew, but she was so strong, she looked at him with a grunt and dared to speak up.

Lu Shaoming rolled her throat knot, she looked like a seductive crime.

Someday she will be conquered.

“Well, you're right, I have no opinion whatsoever.” Lu Shaoming slowly climbed onto her little face with a big palm, gently moaning.

He had a cocoon in his palm, painful and itchy on her smooth skin.

“Don't touch me, Master Lu!” Ning Qing's two small hands dragged his palm.

She didn't come here to give it to him.

Lu Shaoming snapped her slim waist and took two steps back.

Ning Qing was unprepared. He backed off with her body. She took several steps, and her last ass fell into his arms.

Lu Shaoming sat on the couch and hugged her.

“Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? ”

“Don't move!” Lu Shaoming took a dangerous bite of Ning Qing's little ear.

Ning Qing suddenly dared not move. Her ears were filled with a slightly disturbed breath. She blushed and slowly reached out and grabbed his neck.

“Why didn't you tell me? ”

She also minds if he doesn't tell her things.

“What do I tell you if you don't ask me? I thought you'd forgotten about the thing that saved me. After all, on our side, I never thought," Lu Shaoming glanced at the tip of her pink sculpture jade's nose. “How did you ever think you liked me? ”

Ning Qing's heart beats like a drum. For 20 years, she has been pursued by men. She has never secretly fallen in love with a person, and is still a mature man who is 10 years older.

Now the secret love is exposed. It's too shameful.

“Are you done? Time for me to ask. I saw the news, and you're still intact, huh? ”

Though absolutely certain, she had to listen to herself.

Listening to his red fruit inquiry, Ning Qing raised his head and put his shirt collar on with two small hands slightly. He whispered, "Should be... incomplete soon. ”

Lu Shaoming's breathing suddenly grew heavy.

“Ning Qing, I will be tortured to death by you sooner or later.” He came to block her red lips.

“Jiao Jing...” Ning Qing reached out his little hand to push him, not let him kiss him, “No, don't you have a meeting later? I have a meeting. I have to go home. ”