My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing sat in the car, her cold body quickly warmed up in the cold wind, the car heated up, very comfortable.

Another layer of guilt in his heart, he is not a person who likes to heat up, she is expected to be cold, want to warm her up before heating up.

So thoughtful.

Lu Shaoming sat in the driver's seat and did not start the car immediately. He leaned over slightly. His two palms wrapped around him and held her weak and boneless little hand into his palm.

“Is it cold?” His palms were dry and warm, and he asked, rubbing her little hand and giving her the temperature.

Ning Qing was trapped in a soft chair and his little hand was rubbed by his love. He felt like bathing in the warm sun. “Ming, are you angry? Fitness class today, practice and sit down. Brother Yunfan's class is too late. None of the classmates left. I'm sorry to leave first, so I'm late. ”

“Oh, really? Your Brother Yunfan became your new fitness coach?” Mu Yunfan's whereabouts had long been reported to him, so Lu Shaoming knew.

“Well.” Ning Qing nodded, “I wonder, too, how Brother Yunfan suddenly came to our school to become a fitness coach. ”

Lu Shaoming lifted his lips, “What are you wondering? Your brother Yunfan must have come for you. ”

Ning Qing nodded, “Well, Brother Yunfan doesn't have any family in T City, I'm the only one. This time he came back he probably just wanted to see me, that's why he went to our school. ”

The girl's face was honest and simple, and Master Lu had nothing to say.

She couldn't hear the sourness in his words.

Nor did she know that the late incident had been deliberately fought by Yunfan, who was provoking him.

Her phrase "want to see me" was so simple, she knew that Mu Yunfan was approaching her.

The world is full of people, all for profit, she doesn't know, not brothers and sisters, where is the sincere brotherhood?

Authorities are obsessed.

This is her general illness, and once it involves the person she loves, she loses her intelligence.

“Ming,” the man was silenced and she drew her little hand back to hold his handsome face, "Are you angry? ”

“What did you do to piss me off? ”

“Didn't I tell you to wait over an hour? Mind you, forgive me, it won't happen again.” Ning Qing softened his voice and his small hand touched his cold, hard, short hair, like a tiger fur.

Master Lu sighed in his heart. She never knew where the symptoms were.

Young's body approached her a little, his big hand touched her delicate chicken protein little face, his eyes bright and dark, "Late for over an hour to make it up tonight, huh? ”

Ning Qing's little face burned, and the atmosphere in the car was fast and hot.

The clear and charming smell on his nose was a little heavier. He touched her face with skill with his hands covered in thin cocoons. Ning Qing's memories turned back uncontrollably.

Enough light that night, his enthusiasm.

I can't talk to the girl, Lu Shaoming affixed her little nose wings with the tip of his peak nose. He moaned twice. His voice was mute and he said, "Madam, I've given you a break and two. Tonight you promised your husband, don't deny it. A 30-year-old man has a need to make your husband happy, behave yourself---"

Ning Qing was softly paralyzed in the chair. He couldn't stand the way he was talking to her right now. Like that night, he hugged her for a bath and put her in the bathtub. She “sighed” for a second. When he put her in his arms, he wrapped his hands around her head and said, "Sorry, baby, come on, tell her husband where it hurts...”

Ning Qing Soft became a beach of water.

She looked at him with a pair of autumn eyes frightened, clean and pure like a piece of white paper, and she nodded her watery head and lowered her courage, "Mmm! ”

Lu Shaoming laughed.

The nose and wings gently rubbed against each other for a while, Ning Qing's two small hands clasped his collar and looked close to his thin lips.

The lips are thin and soft, with some cool air on him and some demonic powder, flexible and surname.

“Mindfulness...” she shouted.

Lu Shaoming looked up and saw the girl staring very covetously at his thin lips.

“Huh..." Sword brow picked, he was very happy, holding her little face with both hands, he slowly stamped his thin lips on.

Ning Qing closed his eyes and waited for his kiss.

At that time, however, "Ding” sounded a sharp car whistle, Ning Qing awoke from the distance and quickly pushed him away.

Lu Shaoming looked up and a Porsche rubbed past the window.

Mu Yun Fan.

Ning Qing also saw, shy of covering his face with two small hands, “Well, I can't see anyone. ”

Lu Shaoming looked at the pink girl and leaned back again, trying to kiss her.

Ning Qing fled quickly, pounding his pink lips, “Ming, you still kiss. Brother Yunfan saw it. It's disgraceful! ”

Happiness was damaged, Lu Shaoming frowned a little uncomfortable, but he started fastening his seat belt for Ning Qing, "Let's go home. ”

Entering the living room of the villa, Aunt Yang greeted her out of the kitchen, "Sir, ma'am, are you home? Dinner's ready. Shall we eat now? ”

Ning Qing was about to say "good”, only the man around him said, “Aunt Yang, make another chicken soup and cook slowly with a small fire. ”

“Okay.” Aunt Yang responded, entering the kitchen.

Ning Qing looked at the man suspiciously, "Ming, do you want chicken soup tonight? ”

Lu Shaoming took her upstairs with her little incense shoulder strap, “Focus on the second half of the sentence, stew slowly with a small fire... we'll do a good job. ”

Ning Qing suddenly reacted, “Ming, you... ah! ”

Lu Shaoming had lifted her across and opened the bedroom door.

“What are you doing, let go, let go, I didn't see you so serious before, eat dinner first...” Soft body, she has been placed in a soft queen bed.

Lu Shaoming suppressed her struggling little body and covered her mouth with his hands, pretending to be a murderer, "Don't scream, if you scream again, tie you up. ”

Ning Qing was threatened, and the smashing nod indicated that she had stopped screaming.

Lu Shaoming loosened her mouth.

Ning Qing was angry and blushed. He went to hammer him with his little pink fist. "Lu Shaoming, you big bad bastard, are you willing to threaten me? Think about this if you don't eat. Do you have a face? Hmm! ”

Ning Qing has been kissed.

This time his kiss was too hegemonic, in order not to let her talk again, she did not know how brilliant her lips looked just now.

Ning Qing was knocked out and couldn't stand the pattern of his second-degree hegemony president.

When he let her go, Ning Qing kept breathing, and the man couldn't help but leave her lips and say, "Ma'am, I don't want my face to be all your fault. What did you steal from school, cake, plum? Why is it so sweet in your mouth? ”

Ning Qing listened to a layer of pink particles. She did eat the cake this afternoon. Lin Xuemei brought it to her and it tasted good.

But he tasted it.

“Ming, eat first, this is not good, it feels like someone will break in at any time...” Ning Qing snuggled, still unacceptable in his mind.

Lu Shaoming buried his face in her pink neck and sniffed greedily, "That's the excitement. ”

“You!”