My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Who's got a problem?” There was a bad feeling when the cloud sail went down.

Lu Shaoming laughed and didn't answer. At this time, a series of loud cell phone rings, and Mu Yunfan's phone rang.

He looked at the number and said "sorry” and walked out the box door.

……

Five minutes later, when Muyun Fan entered the box door, he looked at Lu Shaoming in his seat. "Young Master Lu, my father just called me and asked me to go back to Singapore. Did you know that? ”

Ning Qing's little hand with the chopsticks, Uncle Mu?

Ning Qing looked at the man beside his eyes. Yes, I couldn't beat her with my heart wrapped in a cloud sail. After all, he was my brother for 18 years. Could he have called the police?

This intelligent, belly-black man came directly to invite Wei to rescue Zhao and set Mu Yunfan's backyard on fire.

Ning Qing's heart was full of emotion, how could she not understand that if Lu Shaoming really did it, there were ways to chase Yunfan away, but he didn't do it, he was thinking about her feelings.

He didn't want to hurt her.

Even though he was jealous, he put her first and minimized the damage.

How could this man be so nice to her?

Ning Qing was moved when he heard Lu Shaoming unintentionally say, “I had a business in Singapore the other day, while visiting Uncle Mu, uncle Mu was very happy to hear about me and Qing Qing, and bless us. Uncle Mu is the only son of Master Mu. Hope is great. The education of Master Mu is also a little harsh. Uncle Mu asked me to bring a message to Master Mu not to waste your time in useless places. When you return to Singapore, Uncle Mu asked you to choose some famous Shuyuan. Master Mu is also old enough to try marriage. ”

Mu Yunfan squeezed his fists tightly. Lu Shaoming must have told his father about his marriage to Ning Qing. His father is a typical businessman. Li Zi is currently calling to say that a butler will be sent to pick him up in Singapore for just two days.

Lu Shaoming is so harsh.

“Ha ha, I didn't think Lu Shao and Xu, and Master Mu had such a source. Come on, let's have a drink.” Wang's school was confused, and he didn't want to understand, so raise a glass to ease the atmosphere.

Ning Qing watched Lu Shaoming drain a glass of white wine. She also watched him drink white wine for the first time.

Seeing the waiter pour the wine again, Ning Qing hurriedly whispered to his corner and persuaded him, “Drink less, the liquor hurts, be careful and get drunk. ”

Lu Shaoming glanced at her black eyes and bullied her. He said softly, "Don't worry, your husband won't be drunk for a thousand cups. ”

What a thousand glasses not drunk, bragging.

Ning Qing clamped a lion's head in his bowl. "Eat less wine and more food. ”

Lu Shaoming picked the eyebrows of the sword. No objection. Yes, ma'am.

……

Lu Shaoming walked into the elevator with Ning Qing, Principal Wang, and a professor. Ning Qing stood next to Lu Shaoming against the elevator.

The elevator space was small, close to the man and he smelled a clear scent, with some intoxicating aromas at the moment.

Ning Qing blushed and quietly reached out his little finger to hook his palm hanging beside him.

Speaking to Principal Wang, Lu Shaoming sensed the little girl's movements. He reached out and wrapped his hands around her. After a few moments of loving pinching, he shut into her fingers and clasped her fingers.

His overcoat sleeves were long and drooped over the hands of both men.

His palms were warm and he held her in comfort.

Ning Qing's heart pounded and beat. In front of the teacher, she was still so rude, because she and Lu Shaoming had never had a chance to be alone.

The male god is on the side, she's itchy.

He looked up at the elevator mirror, but happened to hit him with a black eye he didn't mean to pry into. He looked gently at her, and Ning Qing flashed his eyes quickly.

Don't show her.

She's really gonna have to.

At that time, the professor said, "Young Master Lu, I heard that you are a highly skilled student in economics. At the age of 16, you launched your first corporate expanse in Los Angeles, the United States. It just so happens that our school has a major class in economics this afternoon. I wonder if Young Master Lu has time to mention these students and teach them a lesson? ”

Classes?

Ning Qing blinked his eyes and looked at Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl with her eyes. She probably thought it was very novel. Her eyes looked up to him with snow and admiration and hidden anticipation.

Lu Shaoming nodded with a laugh, "Respect is better than order. ”

……

In the afternoon, Lu Shaoming really took a major class in economics in the staircase classroom. The popularity of the staircase classroom burst out. Students who didn't get their seats were crowded by the window.

Yoon Shuiqing sat next to Ning Qing. She saw Ning Qing's delicate little face blush, and she stretched out her hand. "Ning Qing, stop looking. The man professor on the stage is yours, nobody robbed him. If you look at it again, you will be drooling. ”

Ning Qing's long lashes of butterfly cicada twitched shyly and grunted with pink lips. "Where am I looking at someone else? I'm listening to him. ”

Having said that, Ning Qing couldn't help but glance at him.

Lu Shaoming on the podium took off his coat, the beige sweatshirt inside, the black suit underwear, handsome and pulled out, his two large palms clasped on the podium, the root finger bone is clear and strong.

He has a very strong voice, sounds in every corner of the staircase is a minute of seductive surname, he said what Ning Qing didn't understand, mathematical idiot, but he learned to look elegant in style, it's really like a professor, Qingzhul.

It was quiet in the classroom, with girls holding their hands against the mumps, and the men listening to the concentrated mind, persuaded by his vast knowledge.

Every time Ning Qing looked at him, his heart beat a bit. The little girl's emotional mind was admired by his impressive appearance of learning.

But thinking that he was hers, all the bones would cross the current, afraid to think about the intimacy, elegance and charm of the man on her.

“Ning Qing, you never have a cold in mathematics economy. Who are you lying to by listening to his lectures? Look at your little eyes, can't wait to go up and knock him down, Ning Qing, you said, who did you take the initiative with Lu Shaoming, he looked at the gentleman, would the evening be very hegemonic and fierce? ”

People asked me what I just thought. Ning Qing was quick and spoiled. “Shui Ling, don't talk nonsense, I, we..."

Yoon Shui-yan shoved her arm, "What are you doing? Couples have been so long, look how shy you are. I used to live in England, sleep in the noise next door every day, and wake up in the noise next door. ”

Ning Qing, "Oops, this is the country, Shuihui, if you make fun of me again, I will ignore you.” Ning Qing is shy of drilling the ground hole.

Yin Shui-yan spent three years in England, and his thoughts ran a lot, but Ning Qing was a real little girl, and his face was too thin to joke.

“Tsk...” Yin Shuiqing shook his head a few times at Ning Qing. “You looked shy and I was in a hurry, but I think Lu Shaoming liked it. He taught the little white sheep that men love to do this. ”

Ning Qing, “…”

At this time, Master Lu wrote an equation on the blackboard and asked the students to answer.

“Professor Male God, I will.” Students raised their hands.

Lu Shaoming looked up too many hands, “I'll call the school number, who will stand up and answer? ”

“Okay." The students agreed.

“Number 28.” Lu Shaoming called a school number randomly.

Twenty-eight?

Ning Qing's little head is a little short circuit. This number is so familiar and familiar.

By then, the students had looked at each other and laughed, "Ning Qing, your Professor Lu is asking you to answer the question. ”

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl. He noticed her. He didn't listen carefully in class and was whispering to Yoon Shui-yan.

Now it's time for her to bang, definitely not.

Turns out the girl stood up, a beautiful pair of water eyes stretched on his face, resentfully looking at him, as if to blame him for screaming the number 28.

“Ning Qing, your Professor Lu is waiting for you to answer the question. Do you know the answer to this equation? ”

“Yes, Ning Qing, Professor Lu said the answer from the beginning, you didn't hear, where did you look? ” …

Yoon Shui-yan leads the students up.

Ning Qing bit the soft lower lip, well, she doesn't want to live.

“Well, since she can't answer, forget it, sit down.” Mindful of the appearance of the girl, Lu lifted the siege for her.

“Professor Male God, this is not possible, our former Professor Dong, but any student who fails to answer the question will be punished with a blackboard. You are covering for your girlfriend. It is unfair and unfair! ”

Students won't miss the show, and the entire staircase room is a mess of porridge.

Lu Shaoming hooked his lips and saw that Min Yi was in trouble. He had to say to Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, then come up and wipe the blackboard. ”

Ning Qing's little face blushed. Under the supervision of hundreds of people, he lifted his footsteps and walked to the podium.

When he went to the stage, Lu Shaoming handed her the blackboard in his hand. Ning Qing didn't dare look up at him and turned around to wipe the blackboard.

On the way to the blackboard, I heard the silver bell-like laughter of Yoon Shuihui, “Professor Gao Shen, can you tell me the question, do you know how 11 equals 3? ”

Ning Qing was almost choked. This was still the yellowest joke she had ever had with Shui Qing when she was a kid. Shui Qing now took it out and said:

I didn't hear Lu Shaoming's voice. I only heard the students laugh more and more confused. Yin Shuiyan was screaming, “Professor Man, Ning Qing knows the answer. Oh, you can ask her at night. ”

Ning Qing, “…”

At this time, the sad Ning Qing discovered that she was not the worst, only the worst. She wanted to wipe the blackboard back to her seat, but she tried to wipe the chalk on the blackboard with her toes up, but Ning Qing couldn't reach it.

The man, a meter or eight, was so tall, he wrote the chalk so tall.

She tried to lift her little head up and could only see the lower corner of his bold font.

What should I do?

Friendly students solved it for her, "Professor Lu, look, Ning Qing can't wipe the blackboard, why don't you help her? ”

One second, two seconds, three seconds later, the back was surrounded by a clear body, and the man had a beautiful palm wrapped around her little hand, lifted her up and wiped the blackboard.

Ning Qing raised his eyes and looked at his curly white shirt sleeves. He wore a world-renowned steel watch on his wrist, which was cold and hard and charming.

“Side overhead.” He opens his mouth.

Ning Qing did not know why, but she overdid her side, the man's hand moved, the white chalk grey fell, did not fall on her face.

Ning Qing's legs were directly soft and fell to the ground. He was mentally tortured by the gentle appearance of his gentleman.

But the soft little barbarian waist quickly snapped a strong arm, “What's wrong?” He pulled her into his hard, bright chest.

The masculinity of time and the exciting screams of the students--

“Professor Male God, let go of the girl, let me do it! ”

“Professor Male God, we pretend we don't understand! ”

“Professor Male God, you sent sugar and we received it. It's so sweet in our hearts that we don't want it anymore. ” ……

……

After class, Lu Shaoming went back to the company first. The man was busy and Julie stayed to take her back to the villa.

Returning to the villa, Ning Qing walked into the kitchen and said to Aunt Yang with a red face, "Aunt Yang, I'm taking you on vacation tonight, I'll prepare dinner myself. “

Aunt Yang looked at the cute look of Ning Qing Zhiwu and couldn't close her mouth with a smile. “Okay, listen to your wife. Aunt Yang understands that you two want to be alone, so I'll go back first. ”

Ning Qing was too ashamed to let Aunt Yang out of the villa door before she dared to lift her eyes.

Running upstairs, she entered the bedroom. She took out the clothes Yoon Shuiyan had given her at school, which was a school uniform.

Although she is only 20 years old and a student, wearing a school uniform is normal, but she wears it deliberately at home after school, which is a bit...

I don't know what that man would think of her.

Yin Shuihuan's words echoed back in his ear, “Ning Qing, you and Professor Male God must be very affectionate tonight. Change your clothes and be proactive. Professor Male God will love it. ”

Will he like it?

Ning Qing covered her face with a small hand. Forget it. Between his good performance today, she must give the same feedback. Wear it.

……

Lu Shaoming returned to the villa. The lights in the living room were on. Aunt Yang and Ning Qing did not come out. He went upstairs and shouted, “Ning Qing. ”

“Well, I'm here.” Ning Qing responded in the bedroom.

Listening to her presence, Lu Shaoming anxiously opened the study door, walked in, took off his coat and placed his thin notebook on the desk.

I have a home notebook, this is a business notebook, I went to school today and I have some business to take care of.

He held the cup with him and drank his saliva. Zhang Junbao's body stood at the desk and turned on the computer.

“Knock, knock, knock."

“Come in.” He looked to the door.

The study door opened and the girl held several books in her arms, soft and timid, and the pavilion jade stood beside the door.

Lu Shaoming had a shock in his eyes, and Young's body was stiff.

The girl was dressed in a beige shirt with a lovely blue bow tied to the neck and a dark red plaid skirt underneath, making the college girl look clean.

A wiggly hair casually tied a low-tail braid, her hair lazy on her weak incense shoulder, two long jade legs, a pair of pink drags on her feet, a tiny, nutmeg year.

Lu Shaoming always knew that she was young, but didn't expect her to grow up like this.

Even after so far away, Ning Qing felt a man's hot eyes stretching over her. She bit her lower lip and said, "Ming Ming, I'm doing the exam, but there are a few questions that can't be written, can you teach me? ”