My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming kissed very gently, soothing her emotions of shame like talking, talking about the four days of frenzy of thought, he missed her very much.

Ning Qing instantly drowned in his hundreds of tenderness. This gentleman's tenderness towards women seemed to spill from the bone blood, fascinating.

At the end of the long kiss, Ning Qing's little head lay powerless on his strong shoulder. The man pulled the quilt over her waist and touched her slender arm with one hand. Loving consolation, “Did I do this to you in my dream, like it? ”

Ning Qing was bewitched by him. Even the resistance resisted for a moment. He nodded his head silly and straight, “Mmm. ”

That's how he kissed her in his dreams, and she liked it.

“Oh," Lu Shaoming laughed happily a few times, "I'm nobody here, nobody will bother us, whatever you want to do to me, be proactive tonight. ”

It means a lot to say that Landing Ming slapped her little butt in the duvet with a "bang”.

Ning Qing reached out his hand and pushed him away. She came down from him with her hands and feet together. She had half a small face covered in hair. The frightened shame of her eyebrows looked like a young girl with a pocket. "Who needs to take the initiative? I don't want to. ”

She doesn't have the courage to even think about accelerating her heart beat, she doesn't want it.

Lu Shaoming saw her go down without stopping her. He just said slowly. "If you don't want to, that Ye Ting is still waiting outside my door. She graduated from Harvard, is fluent in multinational languages, is tall and has a beautiful face. I'm sure she will do anything. ”

The girl suddenly froze on him and stopped moving.

Lu Shaoming continued with his narrow eyes. “Men like women who are acquiesced to themselves. Like traditional conservatives, even a kiss is blushing for half a day. Love is okay, but not as a couple...”

“Lu Shaoming!” Ning Qing sat upright and reached out her little hand to cover his mouth. Her eyes were bright and she scolded him, “You, you beast, we only once, you dislike me. Which one of your eyes is blushing at me? I'm not blushing. Be proactive. Don't be angry at me with any other woman. ”

Ning Qing said to hold his face with two hands and kiss him with a deep and charming horn.

Lu Shaoming tightened her waist and quickly became passive.

“Wait, Ming, you took the initiative you have to promise me not to use that Ye Ting, I don't like her, you let her go away. ”

“Okay,” replied Lu Shaoming, kissing her. "As long as the wife made me feel comfortable, I promised her everything, so that she would never appear before you. ”

……

Ning Qing was hungry and woke up. She didn't eat at night. She was overstretched. She smelled the fragrance when she was sleeping confused. She opened her eyes.

There is a plate on the bedside cabinet with a variety of perfumed dishes, a strong fish soup stew and a bowl of white rice.

“Wake up?” Lu Shaoming stood beside the bed and saw her awake, holding her against the bed and putting a soft pillow on her back.

“The meal was just served and it was hot. I just wanted to wake you up for dinner. I didn't expect you, the little cat, to wake up after smelling the scent.” Lu Shaoming reached out and drowned and pinched her Xiuqiao-like little nose.

The man wore only a white shirt with khaki-coloured casual trousers on his lower body, clean and elegant, and he took a shower without much hassle.

Ning Qing looked at him twice and couldn't say a word of shyness. He almost judged the man with the eyebrows.

She was also taken by him to take a bath and was comfortable with a cotton long-sleeved pajama.

But she felt like she was crushed by a wheel, with pain in the acid, her legs moved slightly, and she hummed.

“What's the matter, ma'am?” The man quickly cared for the sticker, his big hand touching her little face, pecking at her reddish lips and asking, “Where does it hurt? ”

Ning Qing instantly grieved and went to beat him up with his little pink fist. "Humph, Cesium Ghost. This week has been cold violence against me. If you leave, now who wants you to be good to me, you want mine...”

Ning Qing was too ashamed to go on.

“Get your what? Ma'am, your body is mine. Besides, is it my fault this week? I'm the innocent one. I didn't do anything. ”

Right, right, right, he didn't do anything. He just let her chase him all over the world.

Ning Qing now somehow has a feeling of falling into the pit.

Is he the innocent one? Now he's the one who benefits the most.

Once and for all, enjoy it.

Too bad, too dark.

Ning Qing did not argue with him. She could not argue. It was indeed her fault that Muyun Fan was involved. She pointed her little finger at the white rice. "I am hungry and I want to eat. ”

“Well.” Lu Shaoming scooped half a bowl of fish soup with an empty bowl and handed it to her. “Drink soup first. I heard women drink more fish soup later. ”

“Oh.” Ning Qing opened his mouth and let him feed. Drink fish soup in a good sip.

Lu Shaoming used chopsticks to clamp the meat on the fish belly, carefully chopped off the fish, and then fed the fish to her.

After eating half a fish, Lu Shaoming picked up the bowl to feed her. His voice was very gentle, “What kind of food do you want? ”

“Want that celery.” Commander Ning Qing.

Lu Shaoming became a quiet porter, waited for her to eat half a bowl of rice, touched her stomach and rolled before satisfied to receive her hand.

Serving the bowl chopsticks out, the man bent over and held Ning Qing across to the bathroom. "Brush your teeth and wash your face, get ready for bed. ”

Ning Qing stood beside the sink and found her legs trembling sharply when her feet landed. A small hand held the side of the table to look at the man. The man's shirt loosened three buttons, and his fine collarbone and shoulders were all red marks she had caught.