My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing's little face burned. I don't know if her heart is empty. Why does she think this is what she is saying? She said it specifically to her.

She's obviously blunt, but now it's all her fault.

Ning Qing muttered his pink lips and turned out of the bathroom.

……

Out of the bathroom, Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming.

He stood not far ahead, beside the tall beauty, holding his thin green woolen coat in her hand, and dressed him in shame.

Ning Qing shocked, and his heart spread a bitter tinge.

This thin coat was worn on him and covered her a few hours ago. She thought it was just the two of them who touched it, but now it's touched by someone else.

Or that very eye-catching beauty.

After six months of marriage, she had never seen him bring other women closer to him, and a self-disciplined man could avoid a peach blossom.

But what happened to him today?

Is she neglecting him lately?

Ning Qing lifted his feet and walked towards Lu Shaoming.

As she approached, the beautiful woman was looking at Lu Xiaoming with her emotions in her eyes, raising her hand and preparing to button him.

Ning Qing stood there unnecessarily, his little ass twisted, and knocked the beautiful woman back a few steps, “Mind you, I'll do it.” She lifted her hand to help Lu Shaoming button.

When the beautiful woman was hit, she glanced at Ning Qing. At that time, she felt a dark look on her face. She lifted her eyes and Lu Shaoming glanced at her.

That look was faint, but the man at the height had an unpredictable eye, and he swept her gently and the deterrent was too heavy.

The beautiful woman retracted her gaze and turned away.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl with her eyes open. She drummed her delicate cheeks and was sulking.

Nor did he speak, looking at her plain little hand as a gentle button for him, smelling a lovely scent on her.

I haven't touched her in four days. Think tight.

If a man doesn't talk, Ning Qing can't hold her back. She grunts, "Don't you have your own hands? Don't you usually see someone waiting for you to dress? ”

“Oh, what kind of tone do you speak, make mistakes and think you make sense?” The man replied lazily.

Ning Qing's fire was extinguished by him. The people who make mistakes are usually inferior.

“... that's different.” She's disgusted.

“How is it different? Oh, you and Mu Yunfan are simple brothers and sisters. He is your Yunfan brother. Nothing will happen to you innocently. ”

Is he being sarcastic?

Absolutely!

When Ning Qing couldn't think of a word, he heard the man over his head laughing in low spirits. “What do you think of that man just now, Ye Ting, senior secretary of Harvard University of the United States, who came to hire my personal secretary, Mrs. Lu? ”

“What?” Ning Qing looked up hastily, "Don't you have Jury? What do you want a private secretary to do? ”

“Private secretaries, by definition, deal with private affairs, and Jules is a man and naturally has a lot of inconvenience.” Simple and concise explanations from men.

Dealing with personal matters?

Serve him dressed, eating, sleeping?

“No, I disagree! ”

“Why, Mrs. Lu, are you jealous? You jealous bastard. Don't you trust your husband? You forget how he trusts you? Mu Yunfan hugged you around, kissed your hair horn, you got the perfume on him... I don't have a problem with this, now you see Ye Ting just put on a dress and you can't stand it? Mrs. Lu, you are too sensitive. ”

Ning Qing, “…” He did it on purpose!

He definitely intentionally pissed her off, dug her.

The phrase "you're too sensitive” was still something she said to him a while ago, and now he gave it back to her in one piece.

She asked him if he would mind, how refreshing he was shaking his head and how much he was now.

But Ning Ching knew wrong.

Ning Qing lowered his eyes and slowly extended his hand to hold his fine core. “Honey, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong, I didn't think about your feelings at the time and took everything for granted. ”

“At that time, I was so selfish, I thought that as long as I was frank, I deserved to ask. I ignored you. Today I saw that Ye Ting was so sad. I saw her standing beside you and I was jealous, and I was heartbeat. At that time, you saw how sad it should be to stand beside me by Mu Yunfan. ”

“Honey, don't do this to me, can't I change it if I know wrong, don't bully me with other women, don't cold-war with me, we... just got married for a few days, you just put up with this to me? ”

Ning Qing held him delicate, she was really grieved, and the matter with Mu Yunfan was not what she could imagine, how the brothers and sisters of the past 18 years had come to look so completely different.

Young Master Lu's mind was so soft, but he reached out and pushed her away, straight ahead, “Now that you know it's wrong, forgiveness doesn't forgive you, you still have to look at your future performance. I won't interfere with the Yunfan thing, you caused yourself trouble to bear it, this time I won't help you clean up. ”

“Also, this Ye Ting thing will be discussed later. I think she's doing well. If I don't need her, wait for you to come up with a reason to convince me. ”

After saying this, Lu Shaoming didn't even look at her. He pulled his legs out with great pride.

“Mindfulness.” Ning Qing stamped his feet in the back.

……

The next morning, Ning Qing woke up in the bedroom of Half Tealeaf Xuan. His side was empty. Lu Shaoming did not return overnight.

She was so depressed that she came to Mom's apartment.

Likewise, Mu Yunfan did not return overnight.

It's the weekend, Ning Qing has nothing to do, so help Mom wash her vegetables together and prepare lunch.

“Ching Ching, I haven't seen Ming in a long time. Has he not come back from his business trip?” Yue Wanqing asked.

Ning Qing's expression was rigid and he smiled forcefully. “Ming came back last night, but he was busy at work and slept in the office last night. He didn't have time to visit Mom and Grandma. ”

“Well," Yue Wan nodded, heartbroken, “this man is tired at work, you need to accompany him more and care more about his body. Call Ming and see if he has time to come back for lunch. Mom will cook him a table of dishes. ”

“… good. ”

Ning Qing walked into the living room to make a phone call. The phone rang three times before he answered the phone late, “Hello. ”

The low-alcohol magnetic sound of Ning Qing's numbness.

Sobai's little hand grabbed the phone. Ning Qing's little face was a little red. “Hey, Ming, it's me. Mom asked if you had time to come back for lunch? ”

The pen sand dropped over there, presumably reading the document, and he strolled, "There's a meeting at noon, there's no time, you eat. ”

Ning Qing was disappointed. She wanted to say something else. The end had already said, “Nothing to do, just hang up. I'm a little busy. ”

“Doo Doo" busily sounded, Lu Shaoming hung up the phone.

Ning Qing, “…”