My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The two separated for a long time, Lu Shaoming closed his eyes and calmed his body's agitation.

Reaching out and tidying her nightdress, he held her in his bed and turned around with a leather gauge before returning.

Ning Qing's little hand tightly covered her chest, her little face was burning, her nightdress was a little short, her panties could not be covered on the side, and her very little girl pulled up her dress pendant, covering it up, so that he could not see it.

Bad guy.

I knew I'd bully her.

The man came back, presumably in a hurry, still wearing yesterday's clothes, the white shirt had been wrapped in a metal belt, now all the corners on one side were pulled out, a few wild vertical points.

Her drooping gaze was filled with men's tailored suits like blades. He had a strong male aura, and his long legs would come out with a sophisticated curve, with a special sense of surname.

He squatted down and lifted her nightdress again, "Master Lu!” She was ashamed not to let go.

The man looked up and said, "Ma'am, I'm going to measure your stomach. What are you reminding me of when you refuse to bathe?" ”

Who refused to bathe?

Ning Qing concluded, as he wished to loosen his hands.

Lu Shaoming lifted up her nightdress, circled the ruler around her belly, and took a look.

When a man looked at the numbers, he raised a handsome eyebrow. He looked even serious. “Ning Qing, I've been on business for seven days. How come you haven't risen at all and you've lost weight and haven't eaten? ”

Ever since he learned that she was pregnant, he used a scalpel every night to gauge her stomach and take notes, and she gained weight and lost a glimpse of it.

Fearing that he would be angry, Ning Qing reached out his little hand and snagged his neck. “Honey, don't be so mean to me. I've been eating. However, I've been busy lately. I may have lost so much weight. My husband, you don't even care about me, you only know who I am. ”

Lu Shaoming took the ruler and held the position of half squat. He swept her little face with his eyes up. His energy was good. His little face was also very moisturizing. His honey white skin was wearing healthy powder.

But under her pretty eyelids was blue, probably due to tiredness, her heart was so soft, she reached out and pinched her tender cheeks, explaining, “Ma'am, I know you've been working hard lately, busy dealing with my mother, Yingjie, and Zhou Zhuo Lai, it's not mean to you, it's just heartache. ”

“That's about it.” Ning Qing kissed his lips, didn't back off, just rubbing him, "husband, I didn't work hard at all, this is our home, guarding it is my responsibility. Aren't you just a little thin? You're back. Just make it up to me. I missed you so much, don't smile on your face. ”

Her eyes of the Spirit fainted with crystalline fog flowers, and the pregnant little woman breathed a little more. She had to look at him without hesitation and make his whole body ache.

Lu Shaoming slowly lifted her lip corner and gave her a soft, watery smile.

Ning Qing satisfied to kiss him.

When they kissed him in bed, Ning Qing held him in his arms. The man suddenly stopped. He stood above her, his eyes were a little red and his voice was mute. "Are you hungry? I'm going to take a shower, change clothes, Aunt Yang probably went shopping for food. I'll cook later. ”

Ning Qing's eyes were bright and glued. “Can you cook too? ”

The man picked out a sword brow and went down from her, “Never cooked, but you can learn," he went to the wardrobe and grabbed a pair of black casual pants, "you taught me, as long as I taught well, the bag would learn. ”

He walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed, and the air in it ran out and he was taking a cold bath.

Ning Qing lay on her side of the bed, her face was so red, she was only five months pregnant now, what should he do next?

Fresh, fine teeth bite the pink lips and want to go in, but think about it. Last time we talked on video, he really made her... don't want to.

What a shame.

They are now about once a month, and every time they have an appointment, he had his first child when he was 31 years old, and although he would say so, he was particularly nervous and cautious about the child and did not dare to yield to his mother and son.

He didn't dare to hold her in his arms and occasionally miss the taste. The night time was the worst. She couldn't let him touch her. He was sad, and she was sad.

I wonder if it's time to split the bed.

When the man walked out, he wore a pair of pants, a naked top, short hair and water beads. He looked particularly handsome and young in moisture.

Ning Qing dared not look at him and blocked his eyes with two small white hands.

Lu Shaoming thought it was funny to see her move as a little girl. She walked forward, rubbed her little head, and went to the wardrobe to get a grey shirt.

Ning Qing couldn't control his own eyes and secretly opened a finger to look at him. He turned his back to her. When wearing the shirt, the shoulder blades behind him expanded with full male power.

Not the exaggerated one, very sophisticated.

Watching, the man suddenly turned around.

His elongated palms were buttoned on the shirt buttons, the shirt was not tied to the belt, the buttons were not fully buttoned, and only two were buttoned on the front of the chest.

“Ah!” Ning Qing shouted and quickly covered his eyes.

She didn't see anything.

She didn't see anything!

The next second her body was empty, her pink buttocks were held by the man's palm, because so suddenly, afraid of falling, she hurriedly reached around his neck and tightened his refined core with two thin legs.

“Oh," the man lowered his smile, the deep frowning lines all swung away, “Madame so enthusiastic? ”

“What are you talking about?” Ning Qing was extremely ashamed and lay on his shoulder, sorry to look at him.

Lu Shaoming held her hips with one hand, the other hand touched her head, and drowned, "Madam, if you want to see it, don't hide it. I am yours, no one is laughing at you. ”

Said no one was laughing at her. He loved laughing at her.

Ning Qing was buried in his neck, rubbing his wet short hair up like a pig. He smelled so good, the refreshing smell of a cold bath filled with shower scent.

……

Two people walked into the kitchen, Lu Shaoming grabbed a cushion and put it on the glass table, and took her up to sit, "Ma'am, what do you want to eat? ”

“Well," Ning Qing thought with a little pink lip. “There is steak in the fridge. Husband take it out and fry it to me. Dinner is just waiting for Aunt Yang to make it. Husband will study step by step. Learn simple first. ”

Even Lu Shaoming did not succeed. Such a thing as cooking is not overwhelming, and her mouth is not good enough to feed.

Remove the steak from the refrigerator with the ingredient bag. Lu Shaoming rolled his shirt sleeve with one hand and looked down at the instructions on the steps above.

Ignite the fire, heat the pan, he orderly unpacked all the packaging, Ning Qing eyes with pink bubbles, he was born a high leader of the kind of cold-hearted killing, didn't expect to come home, got out of the kitchen, didn't panic, tight.

The so-called smart guy, there's nothing he won't learn, only he'll learn or not.

Ning Qing looked at him to shake the pen hand. He was slowly frying the steak, cooking for her, filling her belly, feeding Xiao Lu Xiao, she would be full of happiness.

Lu Shaoming panicked the steak void. He saw several grass eggs on the glass table. His hands were warm. He took out an egg and slowly peeled it off.

Pass the stripped egg to the girl, only she looked at him with great admiration. Lu Shaoming stood tall, sticking his pants in his pocket and choosing a sword brow. "Ning Qing, don't blame me for being rude to you if you dare to lure me with your eyes again, eh? ”

“What?” Ning Qing shook his legs in the air a few times, reached out his little hand to pick up the eggs, bit his mouth, squealed, "My eyes want to look at you, I can't control it, can't my husband hear my eyes talking, Lu Shaoming, Lu Shaoming, can you not be so groovy? ”

Clearly he was guiding her.

This man is so handsome.

Lu Shaoming pulled up his lip and drowned laughter. After 31 years of living, no one has ever said anything like this. The girl is very playful.

I couldn't help but squeeze her little face, "Ning Qing, if you can't control it, I don't mind you knocking me over. ”

Ning Qing ignored him. She's pregnant. How can she jump?

The little hand splits the egg in half, then eats the egg yolk inside and hands him the chicken protein, "Honey, this is for you. ”

Lu Shaoming frowned. “You can't eat an egg. Why are you so picky? ”

Ning Qing immediately rebutted, she pointed to her own stomach, cheering words, “Husband, I didn't pick a meal, but Lu Xiao Xiao, Lu Xiao Xiao told me quietly, he said hemp I don't like chicken protein, let Dad eat more than help, so husband eat. ”

Now she's looking for an excuse to slip away.

Lu Shaoming was helpless. He pulled over and opened his mouth. She fed the chicken protein into his mouth.

The steak was soon ready, Lu Shaoming filled the steak out, placed it in a plate, and then cut the steak into small pieces with a knife and fork.

The man cut the steak in an elegant position, and the focused look of his eyes softened his carved silhouette a little, with three buttons unbuttoned, revealing the man's fine clavicle.

Ning Qing was obsessed with watching. He brought the plate over and fed her steak. "Is it good? ”

Ning Qing chewed it, it tasted delicious. She was also hungry. She swallowed it three and five times. She also burned it with a small hand fan. "It's delicious and still needs to be eaten. ”

Lu Shaoming fed her again, watching her show Jong-nosed hot sweat beads, he softly tolerated, “Eat slowly, nobody is robbing you. ”

As he turned to the microwave, he took out the hot milk, poured it in the cup and fed her another sip of milk.

Ning Qing was taken care of like this, his eyes closed comfortably, and the man still asked, “What else do you want to eat? Can I get you another spaghetti? ”

“No more.” Whatever the noodles are, he's having difficulty making them, and it's the first time he's cooked. “Honey, I didn't expect you to cook so well for the first time. My husband is amazing. ”

She was not niggardly in praise.

The man laughed, a strong arm clamped her soft waist, the milk lay on the glass table on one side, bent down, kissed her in the corner of the mouth, "Madam, should we go next? ”