My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing hit him on the shoulder with another little fist. “Hmm."

She didn't close her eyes and looked at the sophistication of his close proximity. The man's five officers were as deep as a Greek sculpture in 3D, with sharp corners, the most beautiful man she had ever seen.

He is still the same as he was when he did not lose his memory, but every time he met her, he liked eyebrows, and his men enjoyed it in a comfortable way, except that he seemed happy and sad.

But she likes him like that.

Mature men smell too heavy.

Ning Qing's eyebrows bent and closed his eyes, his slender little hands grabbed his charming cord, then passed into his cold, hard hair and held his head.

Two people kissed for a moment, Lu Shaoming loosened her up, covered her thin cocoon thumb rubbing her slightly reddish lips, eyes smelling the sweet smell of breath in her nose, "Are you angry now? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Ning Qing nodded. She also had a blurry rice color in her autumn eyes, revealing a little bit of a woman's charm.

Lu Shaoming couldn't help but rub her little face with her tenacious jaw. "In the future, there will be nothing to say, don't dump me in the face, let alone use other men to be angry with me. I remember what you asked me to do today, and I will learn slowly, knowing that you have come to grievance with me, but old men have good old men, and I will spoil you in the future. ”

He had shaved his jaw with blue-blooded scum, which she had chilled last night, and he didn't even shave this morning.

He rubbed on her delicate skin and she was particularly painful. He pushed his handsome face with his little hand and hid around, because the man's heart ached and her voice became dripping. "Lu Shaoming, go away, you hurt me. ”

“Where does it hurt, let me see.” Two fingers clamped her tiny jaw, her chicken protein skin really rubbed off red marks by him, man frowned, “I didn't do anything about it, how old are you, so young, still untouchable, hmm? ”

Ning Qing's eyes overflowed with water. Her gaze hit her. She quickly opened her eyes and looked at the fine clavicle of the man in his shirt. She muttered, “Can't you just gently? ”

“Okay, you promised me everything.” The man clamped her soft waist with one hand and wrapped her shoulder around her shoulder, holding her full in his arms and hurting in his arms.

Ning Qing lay on his shoulder. Autumn eyes became a moon tooth and a flower appeared on his face.

What should we do? She's not ashamed again?

Father's feeling it.

In fact, this afternoon she just said random things. Without asking him to do it, Lu Shaoming would never agree to those conditions.

But I didn't expect him to say yes now.

Ning Qing snapped his neck, his eyes lit up and asked sweetly, "Honey, can I train you as my loyal dog boyfriend? ”

“What?”

“He's a very good boyfriend. ”

“Well," the man looked at her with a glimpse of his lips, “okay, that depends on how you train? Different dogs have different ways of training, especially those that are already mature and in the clear season, you need to feed more... meat. ”

Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with a small hand, “What are you talking about? You open your yellow cavity again. ”

Lu Shaoming leaned down and kissed her, "Just drive. What can you do with me? ”

Ning Qing quickly knocked him down. Even the people fell into his arms. She came to scratch him. "Do you dare to open it? Are you afraid? ”

Two people rolled over twice, Lu Ming clasped her little barbaric waist, let her lie in his arms like a kitten, pressed down, bit her ear, “Baby, you're hurting me today. ”

Ning Qing's little face was red and the dead duck had a hard mouth. She hummed, "How is that possible? I'm so weak, you can't do it yourself. ”

Lu Shaoming snapped one of her little hands and took her down, “Can you feel it yourself? ”

……

Yue Wanqing stir-fried vegetables in the kitchen. She suddenly saw a bottle of plum on the glass stand. She asked, "Jinguo, who ate this plum? ”

Ning Zhengguo picked up the food in the fridge, "Oh, Ching Ching ate it. ”

“Sir? Ching Ching only likes to eat sweet food. She never likes to eat sour food. Why does she suddenly taste different? Wait...” Yue Wanqing walked to Ning Zhenguo, she looked at the refrigerator, the refrigerator had fresh oranges, lemons... are all fruits that can make people export water by looking at it.

“Wanqing, what's wrong? Let Qingqing eat whatever she likes...”

Yue Wanqing glanced at him, “What do you know about a man? I don't like spicy food the least, but Huai Qingqing ate spicy. ”

Ning Zhenguo's moves were stiff, "What do you mean? ”

Yue Wanqing had a delight on her face, “I still can't tell... I blame this girl for filming all month. I haven't noticed her dietary changes until now. If she did, she would be the first child with Shao Ming, and her body is expensive... Jinguo, watch the fire for me, I'll go upstairs. ”

“Okay, you go.” Ning Zhenguo is equally pleased.

……

Yue Wanqing stood at the door of the room. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Before she could knock it down, she heard the girl's crisp silver bell laugh. “Ming, don't make a scene... Mom and Dad will see...”

“No, I locked the door backwards...”

Yue Wanqing shook his head. If Ching Ching was really pregnant, how could these two make such a fuss?

“Knock knock," she knocked, "Major Lu, Qingqing, dinner is ready, come out for dinner. ”

The sound shocked the two people in the bed, "Mind you, my mother, go away.” Ning Qing pressed his chest with a slender white hand.

Lu Shaoming's face turned red, the blues on his forehead jumped a little, restrained his eyebrows, suppressed the reaction on his body, and swept away a little.

Ning Qing got up quickly, and she tidied her clothes. In the light of her eyes, she saw a man on his knees in disgruntlement.

Ning Qing's face was blushing. He knew that he was unhappy and that his body physiology was extremely mature. The demand was also very high.

She hangs him like this all the time, which is not good for his health.

She hurried over his ear, softening him, “Okay, forget it today, tomorrow... didn't you always want to take me back to the apartment? ”

Lu Shaoming's black eyes lit up and his eyes burned. He stared at the girl and muted, "Really? ”

“Well, really. ”

Lu Shaoming held her little face and kissed her in a good mood on the corner of her mouth. "It's still good for your own woman. ”

Ning Qing's little hand hammered him. A pair of autumn eyes looked forward to circulation. “Less poor mouth, hurry out to eat. ”

“Yes, my Lord Baby.” The two laughed at each other, and the love was unspeakable.

……

They went down the stairs, when Lu Shaoming's phone rang, he answered the phone and said, “Uncle and Aunt, there's an emergency at the office. I'm leaving first. Thank you for dinner. I'll come back next time. ”

“Young Master Lu, dinner is ready, you can eat before you go.” Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing retained.

“No...” Lu Shaoming said euphemistically, but his clothes and sleeves were dragged by the girl beside him, and the girl looked at him with a pitiful pink lip, “Shaoming, eat first before work, it won't take a bowl of rice for a few minutes, I'll serve it to you, you eat and go quickly. ”

Lu Shaoming's eyes were soft and he couldn't help rejecting her. He nodded his head.

Ning Qing was happy to bring him into the kitchen.

She handed him a bowl of rice and handed him chopsticks. The two of them did not go to the dining table. Yue Wanqing brought the perfumed sautéed vegetables to the glass table. Ning Qing gave him soup and the two of them stood to eat.

A man eats fast, there's a problem with a project in the company, and he needs to get back there as soon as possible.

But eating faster, the man's noble and elegant posture did not change at all, he did not make a sound when eating, his left hand held the bowl, minutes and seconds were all textbooks.

Ning Qing handed the chicken soup to his lips and said sweetly, "Honey, have a sip. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Lu Shaoming sipped with her little hand. He thought it tasted good and drank all the soup in her hand with his eyes.

Listen to the "grunt” sound in his sensory throat knot. Ning Qing's eyebrows curled and smiled. "Honey, you want more? ”

“No more.” Lu Shaoming shook his head.

He had never eaten like this in his life and stood in the kitchen, but he felt warm and satisfied. The dishes on the glass table were all from Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing. The two kindly advised him to eat more, then went out and gave him and Ning Qing space.

The lights in the kitchen were dim yellow, the girl's face was exquisitely warm, she raised her toes and fed him soup, whispering "husband”...

Home is everywhere.

After eating, Lu Shaoming handed the bowl to Ning Qing. “I've had enough. ”

Men are expensive, but they never waste food. The bowl is very clean. There is no rice. "Husband, eat another bowl. Men can eat two bowls of rice. ”

“No, I ate a little at my mom's today. ”

“Oh," Ning Qing glanced into the living room and kissed his thin lips quickly. “Hubby, let's go. Be careful on the way. ”

“Okay.” Master Lu said goodbye to the old man and got into Bentley's car.

As the car started, the girl in the mirror stood by the door and looked at him, her eyebrows dropping him off.

Lu Shaoming was immersed in a layer of soft light, searching for all these years, so this is the girl he wanted.

Let him enrich.

Make him so... happy.

……

The Bentley van disappeared into sight, and Ning Qing closed the door in love.

Entering the restaurant, Yue Wanqing served a bowl of fish soup, “Qingqing, come and finish your fish soup. ”

“Mom, what is this?” Ning Qing suddenly felt bad about the smell of the fish. She quickly ran to the trash can, bent over, and covered her chest to vomit.

He threw up and handed over a sour plum in front of him. Ning Qing's eyes lit up and reached for it. "Mom, how did you know I wanted to eat this? Thank you, Mom. ”

But Yue Wanqing retracted her hand. She looked at Ning Qing and said, “Silly child, do you know if you are pregnant? ”

Ning Qingmei shrunk and stood tall, “Mom, you said... what? ”