My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Song Yingjie looked for a few seconds and then retracted his gaze.

At this time, "Young Master Yingjie”, a servant brought a cup of coffee.

“Shh.” Song Yingjie made a silent move and waved her down.

The servant saw Ning Qing sleeping and knew that Young Master Yingjie did not want to wake his wife. The servant turned around and thought, Young Master Yingjie was very kind to his wife.

……

Lu Shaoming picked up Ning Qing at 5: 00. He got out of the car and saw Ning Qing and Song Yingjie sitting side by side from the first glance of the floor window.

Ning Qing was still asleep and his little head was pillow on Song Yingjie's arm.

Lu Shaoming frowned for a moment and his face was still unscathed. He pulled off his long legs and walked into the villa.

“Yingjie.” He stood at the table and called Song Yingjie.

Song Yingjie raised his head and his voice was very low. “Brother Shao Ming, you are here, Ning Qing is still asleep. ”

Lu Shaoming's eyes were very dark and his mouth was hooked. He suddenly remembered that Ning Qing was the sister-in-law of Song Yingjie, but Ning Qing was much older than Song Yingjie.

They're of the same age.

In front of Lu Shaoming, a large palm stretched out to lift Ning Qing's little face. Ning Qing's entire body fell to the left. Lu Shaoming bent down to catch her and let her lean in his arms.

Ning Qing woke up by this motion. The Autumn Eyes of the Spirit of Water were still very confused. She looked at it confused, then twisted her eyebrows and shouted low, “Ouch...”

Lu Shaoming quickly knelt down and asked softly, “Where does it hurt? ”

At the same time, he saw Song Yingjie standing up in the light of his eyes. He thought it would hurt to hear Ning Qing scream. He was in a hurry to get up and pushed the chair backwards. The magnitude was relatively large.

Good carpet on the ground, no sharp sound.

But Lu Shaoming knew that he was overreacting.

Ning Qing pressed her calf with one small hand and didn't know where this place was. She only cared about the delicacy. “Honey, my leg is numb, it hurts so bad...”

Lu Shaoming raised her calf gently with two large palms, then massaged a little, "Is it better? ”

“Well, much better, thank you, husband.” Ning Qing smiled sweetly.

Lu Shaoming stood up, held her fiber arm to lift her up, then held her shoulder in her arms, looked up at Song Yingjie, Song Yingjie's right arm with half her body was numb, the servant went forward to help him hold his arms.

“Yingjie, what's wrong with you?” Ning Qing doesn't know about the pillow on his arm yet.

Song Yingjie shook his head, "It's okay. ”

The maid laughed, “Madam, you've been asleep for almost two hours. You've been pillowing on Young Master Yingjie's arm. Young Master Yingjie didn't dare to move a bit. He was afraid to wake you up. This time he was numb. ”

“I...” Ning Qing opened his eyes and wanted to talk.

But the man next to him said, "Are you all right, Injie? You should wake your sister-in-law. ”

Song Yingjie looked at Lu Shaoming. The man's deep black eyes swept gently and sharply on his face, as if he could pierce everything in his heart.

Song Yingjie avoided his gaze and lowered his eyes, "I get it. ”

Lu Shaoming shifted his eyes to the servant, his tone was not serious, but he was clear and cold with the higher-ranking people's constant dominance and strength, “Now that the wife is pregnant, can she sleep on the table for an hour or two? Forget it, ma'am. Don't you know how to persuade her to go back to her room and get some sleep? If she freezes you, who can afford it? ”

For the first time, the servant was trained by Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming has a refined life and taste. He does not depend on the servant. He does not pay attention to the servant during the week, but it is a man's style to be tolerant of the servant whenever things happen.

This is the first time such reprimands have been made.

The servant trembled all over his body, bending over continuously to admit that he was wrong, "Young master, it's my fault, I will pay attention in the future. ”

Ning Qing looked at Lu Shaoming with surprise. I don't know what happened to him today. In such a big fuss, she quietly dragged his sleeve.

Lu Shaoming glanced at Song Yingjie and gently ticked the corner of his mouth. “Yingjie, let's go back and study hard. ”

Lu Shaoming left with Ning Qing in his arms.

Song Yingjie stood by the landing window and sent Bentley away. At this time, an old butler's voice sounded behind him. “Young Master Yingjie, there are some emotions in the world that you can't help but forget. Your identity is sensitive. It's not easy for your wife to get to this point. Don't bother her her again. ”

Song Yingjie silenced for a few seconds, nodded, “Mmm. ”

……

In Bentley's car, Ning Qing looked suspiciously at the man driving next to her. She blinked her long eyelashes twice and asked, "Ming, what happened to you? I felt sleepy, so I fell asleep for a while. I didn't think I'd overslept. Why are you blaming the servant? ”

Lu Shaoming picked out a sword eyebrow and glanced at her casually, “Ning Qing, you shouted the leg numbness, I hurt you, so I was in a bad mood, okay? ”

Ning Qing smiled twice, biting his pink lips and scowling at him, "What's wrong with you lately? You've become so sweet. ”

Lu Shaoming reached out and pinched her tender little face, “Ning Qing, when will you grow up? Are you still so young when I'm old? ”

Ning Qing's beautiful little face blew a flower, leaned over, hugged the man's right arm, pecked his pretty face like a bird, “Honey, now you know how much you make when you marry me? Men like to take young and beautiful when they go out, and I will never embarrass you. Why do you want me to grow up so fast? I envy you too late. ”

Lu Shaoming glanced and kissed her forehead, his voice was low. "I don't want envy, I just want to hide you. ”

Ning Qing laughed more cheerfully and hammered him with a pink fist. "Lu Shaoming, what are you hiding for? He can't see it again. I belong to you alone. ”

Lu Shaoming's right hand passed into her soft little hand, clasped her ten fingers, and felt insufficient, so he kissed her fingertips.

Ning Qing retracted his hand and sat up straight. "Drive seriously. ”

Lu Shaoming glanced at her shyness and looked out the window. He opened his mouth carelessly. "In the future, keep a distance from Yingjie. Yingjie is 20 years old and has reached an age where she can easily develop a fondness for girls. ”

Ning Qing almost choked on her own saliva. She glanced at her eyes and said incredibly, “Lu Shaoming, what do you think? I am Yingjie's sister-in-law. He is still a small child in my eyes. Okay. ”

Lu Shaoming knew what she was thinking. She was his wife, so she took herself for an elder, but she ignored that she was only 21 years old.

He didn't really like the topic, handsome eyebrows shrugged, looked at her, man's resolute contour was perfectly dazzled by the afterglow of the sunset, “Ma'am, be good, listen, don't make me angry. ”

“I know, my husband makes sense, I listen to my husband.” Ning Qing nodded and promised.

Lu Shaoming touched her little head like a beloved puppy and gave her a look in the back seat, "Go see, the gift I brought back. ”

Ning Qing looked back and really had a delicate gift bag in the back seat.

Ning Qing's eyes lit up. In her mind, Lu Shaoming is the kind of boring man who doesn't buy gifts. Even if there is a special holiday, he will only give you credit cards for casual flowers.

I didn't expect him to buy gifts.

Ning Qing turned around and reached out to bring the gift bag. "Honey, is this a gift you brought back from your business trip? ”

“Well, I just wanted to see you when I got back last night and forgot to take it out.” Men smile tenderly.

Ning Qing opened the gift bag and first pulled out a perfume-like bottle. The outer packaging was beautiful. Ning Qing didn't open it, “Honey, is this for my mom? ”

“Yeah, didn't Mom always like picking and making flower dew? It's the latest European R&D flower dew, and Mom will love it. ”

Ning Qing leaned over and shouted loudly on his handsome face, “My husband bothered. ”

The gift shows the heart of a man, who loves the house and the wu, and places her family in a very important position because she loves her.

Just like her, because she loved him, she tried to get Song Ya Jing's approval because she wanted to give him a very warm home.

Ning Qing pulled out another pipe in the gift bag. Looks a little too old. Shinan's. The flowers are engraved on it. At first glance, it's something the rich people enjoy. It's about an antique taken from the auction house.

“Honey, is this worth a lot of money? ”

“Well,” Master Lu hummed, “Dad can do whatever he wants. ”

Now that he's humming, that means a lot of money, because the average little money doesn't make a sound.

Ning Qing leaned back to kiss his face, but the man sided his face and grabbed her soft lip and forcefully allowed it.

Because driving, he didn't dare to be rude and quickly let her go.

Ning Qing's face is a little red, but, wait, Ning Qing flipped a gift bag, is it empty?

It's empty!

Ning Qingqing stamped his feet straight and twisted his eyebrows. He complained, "Honey, where's my present? Did you forget me? ”

The car has been driven into the lawn of Ningjia Villa. Last night he came back on business. Yue Wanqing called to ask them home for dinner at night.

Lu Shaoming stopped the car and put out the fire. He grinned with his lips. "Ma'am, you're an old man and wife. What gift do you want? Isn't my return the best gift for you? ”

“Well... that's different... Lu Shaoming, you're too bad, I don't want to like you anymore, huh!” Ning Qing was extremely aggrieved, so he opened the door and wanted to get out.

But her slender arm was snapped, and she filled her arms with a thick glassy fashion book. Ning Qing glanced at it and still dissatisfied, “What is this? ”

She flipped a page randomly, her heart rate accelerated, her two little hands quickly closed the book, held it in her arms, looking at him raw, her face was burning, biting her pink lips and asking him, “Lu Shaoming, what do you mean? ”

“Ma'am, it's time for the wedding. ”