My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yue Wan's heart ached when she was cleaning up. This girl went to Europe. How did she get all her wounds back?

Yue Wanqing took a warm towel and placed it on her sweatshirt. When the dry sweatshirt softened, she opened the medicine box, smeared her wound with cotton swabs and gently peeled off her sweatshirt.

The girl in her sleep felt the pain, twisting her eyebrows tightly and screaming, "Mom, it hurts...”

Yue Wanqing tried to put in a soft motion, rubbed her wound after applying the medicine and wine, and finally put her little hand in the duvet.

The girl slept half a day and still didn't have much heat on her body.

At this time, Ning Zhenguo pushed in. There was a dull light in the room. Yue Wanqing was busy surrounding her daughter. The scene was very warm.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Is Ching sleeping? ”

Yue Wan nodded, “Well, just went to bed.” She took out the hot water bag, "I changed the hot water bag for Qingqing. This girl is cold. Zhenguo, go back to your room and sleep. I have to go to the office tomorrow. I will sleep with Qingqing tonight. ”

Ning Zhenguo took the hot water bag and said softly, “Wanqing, you've been busy for a day, go to bed with your daughter, I'll change the hot water bag for you. ”

Yue Wanqing did not insist, her slippers went to bed and slept beside Ning Qing.

The girl came over quickly with warmth, “Mom...” She screamed softly and buried her little head in her mother's arms.

Yue Wanqing kissed her pale little face, reached out her hand and gently circled her painful flat belly.

Ning Zhenguo returned soon. He handed Yue Wanqing the hot water bag and raised the quilt again, so that the mother and daughter were buried in the quilt.

“Wanqing, Qing Qing's stomach hurts. Do you want to go to the hospital? You can't procrastinate if you are ill. ”

“It's all right, my daughter's little illness, no big deal. Zhen Guo, go to sleep too. ”

Ning Zhenguo touched Yue Wanqing's head. “I won't go to the office tomorrow, you can sleep first. I'll stay here with you for a while. ”

Yue Wanqing revealed a gentle smile. After the age of 45, the couple went through a fluctuation, and now life is calm, wet and foamy, slowly aging.

……

Ning Qing fell asleep and she did not know that she had stopped a Bentley downstairs at this time.

Lu Shaoming returned from Finland.

He stopped outside the villa, slid down the window and looked up, and the lights in her room were not turned off, presumably at home.

Lu Shaoming took out her phone and dialed out her phone number.

But no one answered.

He had called her N times, couldn't get through, and she wouldn't answer his calls.

Lu Shaoming unbuckled the seat belt, slowly lowered the driving seat, and then the whole person lay lazy in the seat.

He was exhausted and had been dealing with the Finnish factory all week, and yesterday she left, and he flew back in a special plane after he had handled the follow-up.

When he got off the plane, he drove to find her.

Lu Shaoming put an arm pillow under his head and sent a text message to the girl. [Answer the phone]

Three words, not even a single exclamation mark, indicates his strength.

But after waiting three minutes, he stared at the phone the whole time, the screen of the phone was dark, he pressed it on and it was dark again, but he never replied.

He sent another one. [Ning Qing, pick up the phone!

Still no reply.

I can't help it. He finally sent one. His tone is soft. [Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? Are you busy? You don't have time to answer my calls?

The girl still hasn't returned.

Lu Shaoming threw his phone into the passenger seat with some agitation. On his side, he looked at the dull, warm light on the window.

She used to chase him all the time, she worked very hard on Blanche, and he knew that half of her efforts were to attract his attention and make him like her.

Her pursuit has become a habit of him, and now… she has left him decisively, and instead he feels empty and disappointed.

He almost suspected she was trying to catch him.

But he knew she wasn't, and this time she was really sad.

She didn't even give him a chance to explain.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes. He was really sleepy. His eyes were full of blood. His eyebrows were tired and tired. Maybe the next second he would fall asleep.

But he couldn't sleep.

Close your eyes, she's all over your head. It's all what she looked like in the room that night.

It was dark in the room, no lights, only the dim moonlight outside spilled through the window, she fell on him, in his arms, his hands shut into her back head kissing her, she was so sweet.

She kissed her breathlessly. She avoided her eyes. Through the light, he saw her delicate little face blushing like a sea tongue. Su-jung's nose was covered with sweat beads. She dared not look at him. She glanced at him like a piece of white paper and was young and shy.

So-called beauty, for the most part.

The first time I knew that a girl's body could slip like that, I held her a little out of control, and wanted to break her like a porcelain doll, which was mostly the bad root of a man, and mostly the legendary feeling of eroding bones.

Lu Shaoming felt his mouth dry, frowned, and pressed down those stupid bathing thoughts. He gradually went to sleep.

She's already his woman.

Anyway, just sleep downstairs.

……

When Lu Shaoming opened his eyes again, the brilliant sun had shined through the windshield in front of the car into his face. He looked up at the watch and it was 8: 00 a.m.

He sat up and looked at Ningjia Villa. There was no movement in the villa. The three of the family slept too late yesterday and did not wake up.

Pick up the cell phone in the passenger seat and dial out her phone.

Still no answer.

Lu Shaoming's handsome face was a bit heavy. She had never had a temper, and had never thought of being so discreet.

What does she want?

Want him to run after her?

Wasn't the woman who used to haunt him supposed to stay with him?

He never liked a woman who was proud of herself.

Lu Shaoming started the car, stepped on the throttle and hit the steering wheel towards the broad engine.

……

Driving along the road, he was wearing his thin lips, he was wearing his shirt pants from two days ago, but that didn't reduce his innate luxury. The discomfort of his eyebrows made his aura a little chilly. The silver buttons on the cuffs of his shirt shined brightly in the sun, and he pressed his big palm on the steering wheel to bring out a few sharp clouds of water.

When driving to the bustling roads of the city centre, the road was jammed and the well-groomed man took a steering wheel and passed directly by the city's large turntable.

It was open and he looked out the window casually, and a familiar, sophisticated little face appeared on the LCD screen of a large chain of shopping malls.

He opened the window half way, the girl's sweet and glutinous voice slowly came through --- I think every woman lives in the heart of Lu Shaoming, he is gentle, handsome, Dojin...

Lu Shaoming's deep eyes shrunk sharply, and the stinging brake sounded, and he stepped on the brake.

He looked up incredibly at the LCD screen, yes, that was Ning Qing, presumably what the award ceremony was, she wore an embroidered dress and the pearls were dizzy.

She's saying... Lu Shaoming...

His name spit out of her mouth was so fine and tender, her eyes staring at you in the lens, a pair of autumn and autumn eyes with spring water to forget you from the souffle.

Lu Shaoming opened the door with his hands. He slowly stood in the center of the city and looked up at the LCD screen.

At this time, a group of journalists from somewhere came and surrounded him, "Major Lu, you are finally back, we have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

“Young Master Lu, four days ago, the new director, Lord Ning, dared to show you love through the whole city at his award ceremony, metaphorically she has been deeply entrenched in you, how do you respond to that? ”

“Young Master Lu, would you accept that this city-wide love has left a legend in Jianghu? ” …

Lu Shaoming's ears were filled with journalists' cluttered questions. In the video, the girl was talking, and on the big screen behind her award-winning chairman's stage, she scattered the celestial flowers in the play. She danced in a circle of spinning dance, and the shaky skirt drew a stunning curve...

She's all windy.

Before Lu Shaoming had met Ning Qing in his 30-year life, he had always thought that he would grow old and silent.

He did not expect to be loved so much by a girl in his life, nor did he expect that one day a girl would fall in love with his entire city.

He was old enough to be romantic, and he had no idea that a lovely girl would break into his life so suddenly and bring him a great deal of ink.

He was shocked at the moment.

What did she do in the days he went to Finland?

……

Lu Shaoming returned to Guangdong, and when he entered the office, Julie followed him. Julie put the documents on her desk. “President, this is Blanc's sales performance this week, because Miss Ning's results for just one week covered all of Europe and America's quarterly sales...”

“I get it, you go out.” This sales volume is in his expectations.

“Yes.” Julie walked out.

“Wait, helped me push all the itineraries today.” He doesn't want to work at all at this time.

Commander Zhu Rui walked out, Lu Shaoming frowned for a few seconds, then walked into his lounge.

He first took a shower in the bathroom, and a few minutes later he tied a bath towel between his waists and came out, and he stood in front of the mirror in the sink, looking at himself in the mirror.

The man has an engraved, angular, handsome face, a sword brow in his eyebrow, his eyes sparkle like obsidian, his nose beam as high as a mountain peak, the man's last name is Textured Lips...

He never looked at himself seriously, and at this point, it seemed that he did have a good leather bag.

Is that what she said... handsome?

There are many women who like him, he has the wealth of the Landing Empire Group, and the 30-year-old man, the floater, casts himself into a steady slaughter, he is mostly like the brightest star in the sky, the most elegant and mysterious.

What does she love about him, gentle?

Unfortunately, he is not very gentle with her now that they meet...

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