My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

And he flirted with her!

Ning Qing turned around and ignored him. I'm sorry to face him. The red lips and the tone of the girl's voice were a little sweet. "You, you're not full. Ignore you. You hate it. ”

Yes, it is.

Something was different last night, and she grew more and more delicate.

Lu Shaoming stood up halfway, a strong arm held her in her arms, drowning like a child, “Say again hate to try, hmm? ”

The implication in his words was obvious. A piece of the mattress burned her. Ning Qing was shocked and his body twisted anxiously to try to escape him.

I don't know where she got him.

It's only 8 o'clock now, he won't sleep until 2 o'clock in the morning, his energy is too good.

Lu Shaoming saw the girl in her arms extremely shy, her delicate cheeks stained with rouge red, a layer of fine soft plush crystal clear in the warm sun, she shyly buried the whole face in the pillow, but the corner of her mouth was dyed with laughter, beautiful like a blossoming rose.

Mindful of her weak and boneless little hand, Lu Shao slowly lowered her little finger and kissed her cheek with his eyes down. "Do you like it? Last night.”

Is there anyone else out there that's so brazen?

“Lu Shaoming, you go away!” Girl's upset.

“Do you really want me to go? I heard women shouting," Don't really want too much, ma'am, I'm coming. "” He pressed over and stretched his hand to scratch her itch.

Ning Qing “giggled” and took refuge. The two men rolled together in bed.

This was the first time he slept with her so late. Ning Qing thought it would be nice to keep up with each other's time. The two slender arms actively grabbed his neck and rubbed him with a small face.

Lu Shaoming glanced at her and began to blindfold her with a quilt. He leaned down and kissed her.

“Hey, Ming!” Ning Qing hurriedly pushed his chest and refused his kiss.

“What's the matter?” He cares about the question.

“... it hurts.” Ning Qing moved his legs and had difficulty opening his mouth.

But Lu Shaoming realized that this was not the first time it had happened, and she could not touch it like tofu.

He stood up straight, got out of bed, “I'm going to take a shower downstairs, I'm going to get you some ointment," he said, pecking her delicate lips again, joyfully, "I hugged you in the shower last night, but for the sake of safety, you go to the shower, stand a little longer, and when I get back I'll apply the ointment to you. ”

“Mmm.” Ning Qing nodded with a pair of snowy autumn eyes.

……

Ning Qing stood in the shower and took a bath. The warm water flushed on her a little. She dared not look at herself. She washed her face with water and her cheeks rolled hot.

Stand like he said for a while, then wipe your body clean with a towel and go out the door in a long-sleeved pajama.

When I went out, I saw Aunt Yang cleaning up the room. Ning Qingdun was ashamed to see anyone. The room was full of burnt out candles and clothes were thrown all over the floor.

Everyone can see what happened last night.

“Aunt Yang, you go out first, I'll clean up later.” Ning Qing stamped his red lips.

Aunt Yang snickered, “Madam, you're still embarrassed. What is this, husband and wife? Look, your legs are still trembling. Just lie back in bed and rest. I've made you some red date lily soup. I'll serve it to you later. ”

Ning Qing only noticed that his legs were beating slightly softly. His hands quickly covered his face. Hmm, he embarrassed himself at home.

Ning Qing rolled into bed and covered his face with a quilt.

“Ha, ha...” Aunt Yang was amused by Ning Qing. After all, she was young and had a thin face.

Aunt Yang cleaned up the room and stepped out. Ning Qing sniffed the quilt. The man in the quilt smelled particularly heavy, sweaty, but smelled good.

He shook his head, shook off the look of the rain last night, and his little hand touched something, last night's handkerchief.

She looked into her eyes and put a plum dot on her handkerchief.

Watching, the door was pushed open and Lu Shaoming walked in.

After only six hours of sleep, the man had been refreshed, not wearing a shirt, but a white crew neck sweater, khaki casual pants, handsome at home.

“Washed?” When he saw her awake, his deep eyes were bright and tender and he took steady steps, took off his shoes and went to bed.

Ning Qing covered his little face with a quilt and nodded shyly.

“Let me see, I'll put some medicine on you.” Lu Shaoming went to lift her quilt.

“Hey!” Ning Qing was angry and red. A pair of autumn eyes spilled a gentle wave of light and looked at him frightened. "I'll do it myself. ”

Lu Shaoming pulled up his lips, his beautiful eyes shook out a clear line of eyes, “Well, I just looked at you in what position how to apply medicine to yourself? ”

“... Lu Shaoming!” Doesn't he understand disrespect?

Seeing the girl's face of embarrassment, Lu Shaoming picked a sword brow and was in a great mood. He pulled off the quilt and pushed her nightdress up, softly stirring it up. "Well, you've all done this, I won't bully you. ”

Ning Qing struggled, but could only let him apply medicine to her with a red face.

After applying the medicine, Lu Shaoming laid back with her. He touched her little face with a big hand. He moaned with pity. "Ma'am, I'm sorry. Be gentle later. ”

Though he is gentle enough.

Ning Qing was quietly nestled in his arms, without any complaints. Except for the number of times, he was truly gentle and gentle.

Love her so much, love her.

“Ming, aren't you going to the office today?” Ning Qing held his neck, lifted his little head and rubbed his jaw with his lips.

He has a beard again.

“Well, don't go. Aren't you on a weekend, too? I'll stay with you. ”

Ning Qing smiled sweetly. She found herself a smaller and smaller woman. She liked to stick to him, didn't want him to work, and wanted him to stay with her all the time.

“Nice husband.” As a reward, Ning Qing raised his head and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

After Lu Shaoming supported his arm, he leaned lazily against the bed, glanced at her and lifted her up with her slim waist, letting her lie on him like a kitten.

Kiss her in the eye.

Ning Qing tightened his sweater and hid symbolically. "Honey, during the day, Aunt Yang is likely to come in. ”

“No, Aunt Yang will knock.” Lu Shaoming fixed her little head, kissed her lips, and opened his palms to unbutton her pajamas.

“Do what? Don't." Ning Qing tightened his collar.

“Ma'am, you're already my woman. Why don't you touch it? Good boy —”

So Aunt Yang, who had served a bowl of red date lily soup, stood outside the door. She heard the joy and joy coming from the room, smiling wisely and turning away.

The couple had just come to a positive conclusion, and the affectionate intentions were self-explanatory.

……

On Monday Ningqing went to school, she wore a soft pink Korean coat, a fine little face wrapped in a plush collar, and the smell of a little woman grew.

In a good mood, he took day classes and left school in the afternoon. Ning Qing left the school door.

She stood by the door and waited, and Lu Shaoming would pick her up.

At this time, two strong stretches of car lights lit up, Ning Qing subconsciously blocked his eyes with his little hand, and a silver-beach-coloured Porsche sports car drove over.

The sports car parked in front of Ning Qing. Ning Qing took his small hand and saw the car driver's seat door open and a man came out.

The man wears a simple cotton coat in dark yellow, ninth black jeans, a pair of yellow leather boots on his feet and a handsome youth.

Ning Qing's eyes shrank sharply, reflecting the face of a man.

The white complexion, the smooth and perfect facial contour, the most important thing is the peach blossom eyes, the stars with the sky in their eyes steaming out the brightest tenderness in the world, as if it were a heartbeat at a glance, caught in that intoxicating tenderness.

Mu Yun Fan.