My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 187: It's Better to Have Your Own Wife

Lu Shaoming's eyes were dark. He already knew half of her intentions.

“Come on in. ”

Ning Qing lifted his feet to him.

Lu Shaoming moved the notebook on the desk aside and pulled the office chair to let her sit on it, “Open the examination, I don't see where. ”

“Oh." Ning Qing opened the exam. This is an economics exam. She certainly won't. None of the questions were written on it.

Lu Shaoming swept the examination paper and stood beside her with his hands in his trousers pockets. He said with utmost seriousness, “Do it yourself. Ask me where I won't be again. ”

Ning Qing's little face was red. She didn't come with good intentions. He looked like a serious professor, which made her look cheeky.

Ning Qing picked up the pencil and started answering questions.

The first choice made her difficult, and the four options A, B, C, D didn't know which one to choose.

As he was thinking, his soft back was covered with a big palm, and the man's soft voice rang, “Sit tight and keep your hips straight. ”

He didn't mean anything. He left after letting go of his palm, but Ning Qing was like electric shock. The touch of his palm through the thinning clothes had softened her bones.

She sat upright quickly.

After a few more decades of silence, Ning Qing finally whispered, “Well, Ming, I can't write, can you write for me? ”

“You're not gonna ask me to finish this whole exam for you, are you? Can I take your place from now on? ”

He won't do it?

Ning Qing sighed, the butterfly winged lashes blinking very innocently beautiful, “What should I do? If you don't write for me, I won't write for you. Mom said, you won't let me sleep until I finish my homework, then tonight...”

Lu Shaoming grinned at her lips. The girl's waist bar in her gaze was particularly straight, like a little girl who was afraid of being criticized by her teacher. The beautiful curve in her chest even tapped against the desk.

Lu Shaoming rolled down his throat, turned one step forward, leaned against the desk, two fingers pinched her small jaw, bowed down and asked, “What can't you sleep with me tonight? ”

Ning Qing nodded and looked so pathetic, “Yeah, I'm a good boy. I listen to my mother. If you write a lot, do you write it for me? Aunt Yang's off tonight. Can you do my homework and I'll cook for you? I wanted to cook for you the other night. ”

“Well," Lu Shaoming bullied her, rubbing her Xiuqiong's little nose, her skin was coagulated, her facial proteins were pure like wall porcelain, “Give me a kiss and I'll think about it. ”

Ning Qing's heart's honey spread, his two little hands held his handsome face, loudly “snapped” on his thin lips.

“That's enough for one question. ”

What is it?

Ning Qing held his face again, proactively painted his last name lip line, kissed him again, “Enough? ”

“That's only half the question. ”

Ning Qing's little face blossomed with soft flowers, closed his eyes and kissed him thoroughly.

Lu Shaoming loosened her jaw, the two people did not have physical contact, he bowed down and frowned and kissed her. Ning Qing raised his small head to bear the delicate bearings. This kind of half-empty kiss knew more than anything, because he wanted to contact more than without contact.

In the end, Ning Qing couldn't stand it. He hid from the side. His kiss fell into her pink neck, and he didn't kiss much. The Qing Dynasty was intimate twice.

“What's the matter?” The soft lines are filled with gentlemen's tenderness.

“Well, I'll cook, you write exams.” First things first, or the two of us can't be separated.

“… good. ”

……

Ning Qing prepared dinner in the kitchen. The ingredients were all prepared by Aunt Yang. She lit a fire and began to fry vegetables.

Fired, her soft, barbaric waistbuckle put a strong arm on, the whole person held in the arms of a man, Lu Shaojiang asked in her ear, "What are we eating tonight? ”

Ning Qing pinched a tomato to his lips with his little hand. "Eat a bowl of iron plate meal tonight, one for each person. I'm the best at it. ”

Lu Shaoming opened his mouth and ate the tomatoes she handed over, "Ironboard rice? What kind of iron plate rice? ”

“Well, if I eat eggplant meat, and you eat five flowers, men should eat more meat. ”

Lu Shaoming hugged her waist and smiled. "Ma'am, where do you want me to grow meat? Tell me about it. ”

He is a model, slim in clothing, fleshy in stripping, a healthy core, proud long legs and a very standard figure.

There is no need for deliberately long meat.

Ning Qing patted the palm of her waist, sweet glue, “Ming, are you changing the law to make me compliment you, you are so vain. And have you finished your exam? It's only been a few minutes. ”

“Well done, who is your husband? Can those exams hold me back? I can only make it difficult for you, you little fool. ”

Who's the little fool?

Ning Qing decided not to see him in the same way.

“Ming, how did you get to my school today? ”

“If I don't go, I'm afraid my little wife is being abducted. ”

Ning Qing was angry as soon as he heard this. “The Mu Yunfan and Xu Junxi didn't know what was going on. They were all haunting me. It was so annoying. ”

“Xu Junxi later discovered that you were good, regretted, wanted to retrieve you. Mu Yunfan always liked you, wanted to get you. They were not mad, but rushed to you for a clear purpose. Ma'am, look at the man you're messing with out there, you keep a bunch of big trouble for your husband. ”

Ning Qing's side eyes “bang" kissed Lu Shaoming's handsome side face, “bang” smiled, “Ming, God gave you a loved little wife, you get as much as you have to pay, so don't scream tired. ”

Lu Shaoming pinched her tender little face. “Do you want to brag about yourself? ”

Learned from him.

Someone just praised their education.

“Mind you, what's that Floral word for Sleeping Lotus, tell me, I want to know. ”

Lu Shaoming kissed her pink neck, carelessly. "The purple petals are wrapped in golden flowers. The softest part of my heart is for you to sleep. My love on the tip of my heart, for the rest of my life. ”

Ning Qing sweetly pulled her lip corner, well, is he telling her that she is his lover on the tip of his heart?

Turns out he can also sweeten the dead to death.

No, I can't get tired of him.

Ning Qing turned off the fire, “Honey, let's have dinner. ”

But Ning Qing, who was ready to take a bowl of chopsticks, had been lifted by a man and taken out of the kitchen for a while.

“Honey, what are you doing? Put me down.” Ning Qing shook his little pink fist and smashed his shoulder. The two thin legs moved in disaffection in the air.

“Exercise before dinner, ma'am. Isn't that what you're wearing?” His palm slapped her pink ass.

Heaven and earth conscience, she meant that, but not now.

Ning Qing knew that the protest was ineffective and could only bite his lower lip and let him take it away, but she found it in the wrong direction and struggled so hard, “Honey, wrong, go to the bedroom, that's the study. ”

Lu Shaoming kicked open the door of the study and held the girl on the desk. He was a little disturbed. He held the girl's soft waist so that she wouldn't move. "Madam Xiao, relax. I don't want to do anything. Let's talk. ”

Chat?

What does he want to talk about?

“Ming, put me down first. Don't sit here. This is the desk.” How can such a serious place put her little pp on?

Besides, the posture of the two men was so obscure that she was afraid to lie down, so she could only snap his neck tightly with two small hands, and she hung herself on him.

Lu Shaoming frowned handsome and looked for her smooth little face and kissed her. “Tell me, ma'am, why are you wearing a school uniform today? ”

“Because you like it…” replied Ning Qing honestly.

“Oh, how do you know I like it? You know what you make me feel like diving a little girl? ”

This…

“Wouldn't you not dive? Just take a look.” Ning Qing drummed her fine cheeks.

Lu Shaoming kissed her red lip with a smooth smile. "Little missus, I won't give you a good look. Do you really think I'm a vegetarian? ”

Being kissed by him, Ning Qing clasped his shirt with his little hands. He was nervous. For the first time, he sat at his desk kissing him. He was so ashamed.

He kissed very gently, skillfully pulled her around, carefully enjoyed her finesse, Ning Qing gradually lost his way, soft in his arms.

Suddenly losing weight, she was pressed down, her slender back against the cold desktop, she trembled, her two little hands habitually trying to tighten the sheets and other things, but touched a circle, nothing.

“Mindfulness.” Ning Qing quickly reached out her little hand to push him. Her eyes were red and she was bullied. "Don't be here. Don't bully me like this. ”

Lu Shaoming let go of her. Compared to the crude breath poured on her delicate skin, Liu Hai wrapped her palm in front of her forehead gently touched back. He proceeded to tear the blue bow between her neck, softly consoling, “The little lady is not afraid, her husband is here, try it here. ”

Ning Qing completely understood what he meant. What a chat, he is just a big gray wolf.

“Lu Shaoming, you, you, you become too! ”

“You messed with me, the first time you came in, that's what I wanted to do to you. ”

Ning Qing struggled hard, but his steel-like body was still intact. Ning Qing was shocked and scared. Without a few experiences, she could not accept it psychologically. This is the office space.

Suddenly his lips were cold, Lu Shaoming flattened the bow silk band and placed it on her lips.

Ning Qing's beautiful eyes shrunk, the water accumulated in her eyes, the bright crystal chandelier on her head was so dazzling that she looked ashamed at this moment everywhere.

“Turn off the lights, turn off the lights, please.” Girls cry in the arms of men.

“Okay, okay, baby, don't cry... can my husband turn off the lights and change the table lights? 11 equals 3 I'm not interested, now let's talk about how 01 equals 2...”

Ning Qing's whole body was steamed out of pink. He knew, and he knew the answer.

A professor so knowledgeable and elegant on the podium is also a love beast.

He said it was more specific.

Ning Qing closed his eyes and his hands were unbuttoning her shirt. She swayed her head like he was writing on the podium with chalk, like a pencil standard grasp, excellent home maintenance.

I didn't think his hands would work like this on her.

……

Ning Qing woke up at 5: 00 a.m. because the man around her got out of bed and woke her up even though she was gentle.

There was a stream of water in the bathroom. He was in the bathroom. He was probably going to the office.

Ning Qing had no intention of sleeping. She sat up slowly from the bed. This is not the bedroom, but the big bed in the study. She slept near the morning last night. She was too tired. A man as skilful as him was also a little tired. He held her and slept here.

His white shirt was placed on the bed cabinet and Ning Qing held it on his wrist.

Wearing powder to drag her out of the bed, she did not enter the bathroom, but opened the door and walked into the study.

The study was lit with a faint light, irrelevant from the beginning, a mess on the ground, her school uniform torn to pieces, and her exam papers, which she bent over to pick up in her hand.

She had already turned the exam papers into a regiment. Last night, she fainted and went to grab something. She caught the exam papers and held them tight as a life-saving straw.

There are his words in the exam paper, his pen, his strong, handsome answers written on the side of the exam.

Ning Qing was embarrassed for a while. This exam was not working. When he returned to school, he had to find a new exam and copy his answers.

At this time, he wrapped a strong arm around his waist, and Lu Shaoming behind him came sometime. He held her tight in his arms. “Why don't you sleep a little longer? Aren't you afraid of the cold? ”

Ning Qing looked back and hammered his strong shoulder. "I want to wear some more too, but the clothes are all on the floor. ”

Knowing that she still blamed him, Lu Shaoming reached out and touched her little face, closed his eyes and kissed her lips, “Sorry, ma'am, I lost control last night. ”

Her face was all over her head last night, a beautiful pair of autumn eyes overflowed with crystalline tears, and she looked at him with shame and weakness, like a trapped beast, so pathetic.

Taigou people.

Her hair was torn apart, some silky on the desk, and some weak and powerless drooling in the middle of the sky, swooping out the curvature.

There was no clothes in the study, he had just taken a bath and had only a bath towel tied to his waist.

The lips of the two men were gently rubbing, no deep kissing, but that soft and flexible touch made Ning Qing crisp, her heart softened into water, she poured pink lips delicate, “Actually, I don't really blame you, last night... as long as you like...”

“Oh," Young Master Lu smiled slightly against her little nose and kissed her loudly to encourage her, "still good for his wife. ”

Ning Qing turned around and went into his broad arms.

“Ming, are you going to the office? It's five o'clock. You slept less than five hours. Aren't you tired? ”

Lu Shaoming touched her hair, “I'm not tired, I'd like to be squeezed dry by my wife. ”

“Whoa, what are you talking about?” Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with a small hand and stomped his foot with shame, "I was tortured to death by you... ”

He's too strong.

Lu Shaoming kissed her plain finger, held her across, and sent her to the bathroom. "Ok, I will restrain myself in the future so that we can grow old with gray heads. Since your wife is awake, please shave for me. ”