My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“So, nothing?” Young Master Lu asked.

“Yes, sir, everything is fine. ”

Young Master Lu smiled with an unclear meaning, "It's not normal because it's too normal... what is Ning Qing doing today? ”

“Today Miss Ning and Korean Red Long Legs Oba are shooting ads, CEO, and they are shooting ads in our skyscraper. ”

Lu Shaoming looked at the famous steel watch on his wrist. It is now noon. Last night she did not reply to his WeChat. He stood up and said, "Go and check it out. ”

……

When Lu Shaoming arrived at the skyscraper with Julie, Ning Qing was filming an ad with Oba of Korea, and she wore a grassy cheongsam.

Lu Shaoming's eyes shrunk for a few seconds.

This is the first time he's seen her in a cheongsam.

The grassy cheongsam perfectly outlines her convex S curve, the vintage plate buckles around her pink neck, slits to the knee robe and reveals white jade legs.

With her hair on her plate, she held a smoky blue paper umbrella in her hand and smiled lightly. The swinging figure resembled the lump in the water. It was unpretentious and brilliant.

Lu Shaoming's first reaction was to roll down the throat knot.

Never knew she was beautiful, never thought she was so beautiful.

Soon he raised his eyebrows again, because Ning Qing stood next to a Korean artist, listening to Zhu Rui, it was Korea's hottest long-legged Oba, and every time he came to China, it caused a sensation.

Lu Shaoming grinned. He did not hesitate to measure the artist from head to toe... his face was good, his body was good, his legs were really long...

But how's he doing?

He's just not in the entertainment business. Otherwise, he'll leave these people alive?

Lu Shaoming's eyes drifted on the girl again.

The more he looked, the deeper the handsome frown.

They were posing, the Korean artist sat on the chair, Ning Qing supported the umbrella, bent over, a slim arm patted him on the shoulder, the position was intimate...

Lu Shaoming: Patience.

Then the assistant took the umbrella, the crew got a bunch of bubbles, the two of them face to face, the girl spread her plain little hand, smiling and blowing bubbles at the person...

He could hear both of them laughing so far away.

Lu Shaoming: Patience again.

This endurance lasted an hour until the cameraman shouted "click” and the ad shoot ended successfully.

Xiao Zhou took a cape and put it on Ning Qing. He whispered, "Ning Qing, Lu Shuo is here. He stood and watched you for a long time. The whole time, he looked black. ”

Ning Qing nodded and said that he knew, when Oba of Korea came over, she bent over, pulled up a sweet smile, and said in the lame Korean language that he had learned, "Oba, thank you. ”

Korean Obama revealed a mouthful of white teeth and was happy to say a series of words.

His assistant translator said, "Miss Ning, my family praises you for being the prettiest and most professional Chinese female star he has ever worked with. My family also said that this cooperation was very enjoyable. He has heard your director's name for a long time and hopes to have a chance to collaborate in movies in the future. ”

Ning Qing smiled brilliantly, "There must be a chance later. ”

After that, the assistant said, "Miss Ning, I have a magic trick to perform for you. ”

“Magic?” Ning Qing's eyes were bright.

So Obama stretched out his hands, he had nothing on his hands, but after a few flips in the air, he turned from behind to a rose, and his gentleman bent over and handed it to Ning Qing.

“Wow...” The staff looked stunned and screamed, “So handsome. ”

“Thank you.” Ning Qing reached for the flowers.

But I didn't catch it, because there was an English-strong figure in front of me, and a big, bony palm picked up the flowers for her.

Lu Shaoming.

Ning Qing looked at the man, and the man's deep black eyes were looking at Obama in Korea. His face was gentle and his pale lips lifted, and his fluent Korean came out.

“Wow," there was a young girl behind her who was excited to whisper, “I saw Oba so handsome, now I think Lu Shao is even more handsome. ”

“Yeah, Lu Shuo speaks Korean well. Oh, instantly took Oba's halo. ” …

Ning Qing lowered his eyes and his heart filled with sweetness for a while.

Xiao Zhou said he was "black-faced”, which was unexpected. He was particularly possessive and never liked her having too much contact with other men.

But even if he wasn't happy and jealous anymore, he didn't show up at all. He stood beside her and behaved with sophistication and elegance to communicate with Oba.

In fact, he and Oba are strangers and do not need to communicate at all. He only communicates for her, as her boyfriend.

This is the mature charm of a 31-year-old man who gives you a sense of security when he stands beside you.

Besides, he was born to have a lot of attention, and the man who cleared up Zhuoer, when he showed up, was always the focal point of the whole field.

He said the Korean language was really good, I used to be fascinated by him singing French songs, and now I feel that it is a pleasure to hear.

Ning Qing glanced quickly with a small red face. He wore a light blue striped shirt, grey suit pants. Thin clothing contained his exquisite and firm muscles. Black metal belts tied his perfect mermaid thread.

Ning Qing always thought he was the most smelly man she'd ever seen wearing a shirt and pants.

Lu Shaoming exchanged a few words with Korean Obama, then Korean Obama took a friendly look at Ning Qing and waved goodbye.

Staff were also dispersed.

……

Lu Shaoming stood tall and looked directly at Ning Qing. The smile on his face instantly disappeared. He asked with an eyebrow, "Do you like the rose flowers someone sent you? ”

Ning Qing hasn't answered yet. “Pfft." The roses were accurately thrown into the trash can.

Ning Qing stamped his feet, “Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? Why am I not allowed to accept other people's roses? ”

Does she still have the nerve to ask?

“Ning Qing, what do roses stand for? Don't you know? ”

“I know, I thought Young Master Lu didn't know, otherwise in our current relationship, why have you never sent me roses? ”

Lu Shaoming was stuck in the mouth for a moment.

“Can't say,” Ning Qing pounded pink lips, bored, "because you subconsciously don't have this consciousness, an old man like you know what romance is? ”

Men don't talk on their lips.

Ning Qing turned around and ignored him. “Xiao Zhou, let's go, go to dinner and go back to the studio in the afternoon to film. ”

Zhou, “…” quarrel is a quarrel, let me go.

Ning Qing was unable to cross because her slender arm was snapped by a man.

Lu Shaoming glanced at Zhou, Zhou, “Ning Qing, I have a stomachache. Go to the bathroom and see you later. ”

Cho ran away.

“Cho!” Ning Qing wants to go after Zhou.

But the man pushed, and she fell directly into the man's arms, and the weak shoulder hit the man's chest, a word, a pain.

“Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? Why are you so rude? You want to take advantage of me when you see what else I can do besides do it manually. People are not in love like you. No roses, no candlelight dinner, no vow of the Mountain Alliance promises. ”

Lu Shaoming held her tightly in his arms. Never fooled a girl before. He watched her flutter away so fiercely. He squeezed his eyebrows and said seriously, “Ning Qing, stop messing around, eh? ”

But his threats were obviously useless, the girl was still fussing, he was helpless, and he couldn't help but soften his voice, “Okay, baby, what do you want me to do? Can't I go learn yet? Romantic, huh? I will, don't take it personally. Also, if I want to take advantage of you, or if I see you, I can't help it, I don't believe it's not like this...”

Ning Qing snuck up her lips, but she flattened quickly and twisted her eyebrows. “Do you really know how to learn? You go to Korean drama and see how romantic they are. ”

Korean drama?

Lu Shaoming, 31 years old, had never heard of the word in his life. He was 16 years old and had been in the mall for minutes and seconds.

From never getting bored to watching a TV show.

“You don't look, do you? You said you'd learn, and you lied to me. ”

Lu Shaoming's handsome eyebrows turned into the word "Chuan”. He compromised, “Okay, I'll go check it out, can't I go check it out? ”

“That's about it. Let go of me. ”

Lu Shaoming raised his hand and surrendered. Let her go.

The girl blushed and she was still angry with her delicate cheeks. Ignoring him, she lifted her legs and left.

“Ning Qing, where are you going? ”

“I'm going to dinner. I'm busy this afternoon. Goodbye, Major Lu. ”

Lu Shaoming, “…” He compromised, she still ignored?

Ning Qing took two steps and suddenly spinned all day. She was carried by a man on her shoulder.

His shoulder was particularly stiff. He immediately held his stomach against her. Ning Qing felt a hidden pain and hit him with his hand. "Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? I hurt...”

He opened the door to a room and threw her straight in.

Ning Qing did not stand steadily, and the whole person lay on the long conference table. This is probably the conference room.

She wanted to get up, but the man pressed her hips with one big palm, and although she didn't push too hard, she couldn't get up straight.

“Lu Shaoming, let go of me, this is someone else's place, anytime someone will come in...”

Her delicate cheeks were pinched by the man's palms, and he came up from behind, and the man's low-alcohol voice line was a little frantic and pungent, four words, “Here, mine. ”

His turf.

Ning Qing, “…”

“Ning Qing, say what happened, why did you suddenly do this to me, don't you want to talk to me? Or is someone threatening you? ”

Ning Qing silenced for three seconds and directly denied, “No. ”

“No, or dare you? Tell me about Liu Wenlong, when your mother was hit... when she targeted you, what did she want to do, let you leave me? ”

“No, Lu Shaoming, you let go. ”

“You're not telling the truth, are you, baby? How can you be so naughty, knowing you're so naughty?” Lu Shaoming lifted her cheongsam, pulled hard, “bang” and slapped her on the hip.

Ning Qing's painful tears came out, this wildling man.

But she's more ashamed.

Little hand circled behind her and dragged her little library. She wanted to cover herself, recover the temperature for herself, the voice was trembling, she cried at him, “Lu Shaoming, you are shameless, don't be ashamed! ”