My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming felt he had slept for a long time. He walked alone on the road and did not know where to go.

A girl suddenly appeared in front of her, with a small, bright-eyed face under her bushy hair.

The girl saved a man whose abdomen was injured, she covered the wound with her little hand and dropped crystalline tears for him. She told him... my name was Ning Qing.

Turning around, outside the civil affairs, in Bentley's car, a man in a leather suit hugged a girl in a red sweater and kissed her intimately in his arms, calling her... Mrs. Lu.

Finally, in a bedroom, the rose petals on the bed were crushed, the girl's milk white body smelled soft and fresh, the man pressed her down, the girl cried to hold him... Lu Shaoming, I finally became your woman.

There was a sound on the ear, from far to close, repeated, "Master Lu, you should wake up. ”

Lu Shaoming slowly opened his eyes. The sun shined warmly on him outside the window. There was a shadow in front of him. Lu Shaoming looked at it, bill, Jane Xuan, Zhou Dayuan...

His gaze shifted to the left and his gaze was set on a girl, exactly as it was in the dream.

Ning Qing felt wet in her eyes. She reached out and covered her mouth before realizing that all the tears were on her fingertips. The man looked at her and didn't blink.

She slowly climbed forward and squatted down.

Shivering little hands slowly climbed up the handsome face of the man, she kissed his lips, her voice trembling, "Minotaur, who am I? ”

The man silenced for a few seconds, softly, “Little Mistress. ”

……

Ning Qing still can't believe that Lu Xiaoming has recovered her memory. She sat on the chair and sharpened the apple with a fruit knife, but her eyes kept looking at the man.

Lu Shaoming sat on the bed and Yingzhu's back rested against the bed. His two long legs relaxed beside the bed, quietly revealing a sense of elegance and sophistication.

He was reading the newspaper, the New York Financial News, and she looked at it, four words, and she didn't know what it was.

Instead, he watched carefully, his well-rounded fingers squeezed the newspaper, his clear brows drooped low, his eyes focused, and his mature charm was exclusive to a 31-year-old man.

Although he did not speak, Ning Qing knew that he was different. He had lost his memory. He was her loving husband, her loyal dog man, but now he has recovered. After all these years of immersion in the shopping mall, the killing majesty came out again, making Ning Qing afraid to look at him.

Sometimes she really is, she didn't dare to look at him when she got married, couldn't stand the cold breath of his body, couldn't even dare to touch the prestigious watch on his wrist.

He was so deep in front of him that she simply looked like a blank piece of paper.

“Apple shaved?” When Ning Qing saw the god, the man in bed suddenly opened his mouth.

Low alcohol magnetic voice, no rush speed, leaves Ning Qing eardrums crisp.

He didn't look at her during the conversation, and his gaze was still in the paper.

“Oh, shaved.” Ning Qing felt a little warm on her face. She hurried up to the bed and handed over the apple to the man.

The man looked at the apple, and looked up at her. His eyes were clear, painty, very pretty, slightly frowned, and he whispered, "Did you shave them? ”

Ning Qing glanced at him, his little face blushed. He was just staring at him. Apple was bitten like a puppy by her. It was ugly.

“I... I'm going to shave another one.” Ning Qing tripped and said, quickly turning around.

But her slender wrist was snapped.

“Just now, peeking at me, huh?” He paused to say just six words, and laughed with a clear tone.

He found out?

Ning Qing couldn't lift her head shyly. She earned her wrist. Humming like a mosquito, she made up her mind or lied a little, "No. ”

The man did not speak, his palms spinning slightly, his fingers covered with cocoons scratched directly over the delicate skin on her wrist.

Ning Qing's body trembled and her face instantly became hot.

What did he do?

Somehow, he regained his memory, and the two of them were not as casually close as they had been before. It was like a couple who had been separated for more than a year.

But husband and wife, don't win the newlyweds, especially men and women, will wipe out a breezy spark, that layer of window paper is the most intolerable before it is pierced.

Fresh, fine teeth bit the pink lips, and the eyes of the Spirit looked at him without looking, "What? ”

The next second, the apple in my hand was taken away, the warmth on my wrist was suddenly lost, "What do you think I'm going to do? ”

Man bit an apple.

Ning Qing, “…” He intentionally, absolutely!

……

At mealtime, the two of them did not go out to eat, and the dining room at the hospital directly cooked the meal, which was delivered.

Ning Qing picked up a spoon of soup and scooped it up. When he wanted to drain it into rice, the man next to him opened his mouth, “Ning Qing, don't mix rice with soup. ”

Ning Qing's little hand was stiff. After she became pregnant, she had a heavy taste. She felt like she had no taste from eating rice alone. She had been eating it with soup mixed rice.

At first, Lu Shaoming refused to let him talk about indigestion, but when she complained, the man surrendered.

Now the men around here won't let you!

Ning Qing glanced at him. The man was wearing a white shirt and a hidden blue sweater. The five officials were deep as carvings. He held chopsticks in a pen-like standard position and faded towards her.

Ning Qing knew that her good day was over. There were some things she didn't say. The man was serious. She had never spoiled him since the two married.

“Got it.” She lowered her long butterfly winged lashes, dared not to be delicate, only to chew the soup on the spoon herself, and then ate a small bite of rice with chopsticks.

Girl's pink mouth eats rice, refuses to lift her eyes anymore, refuses to stretch out chopsticks to eat food, it doesn't look like she can't give in.

Lu Shaoming's eyes gradually grew soft and put a piece of meatballs in her bowl.

The girl lifted her eyelids and refused to look at him. The girl's voice was fine and soft and harmless, "I don't want meatballs. ”

When she said that, she heard the man put down his chopsticks, and the breath of clarity approached her, and she was frightened and hurried, “Don't be angry, can I eat? ”

As soon as her cheeks were wet, the tears came down in her eyes.

These months have really been spoiled by the Master Lu, and the pregnant woman is sensitive and fragile, she is close to childbirth, how can she stand him to do this to her.

Tears become uncontrollable when the sour tip of the nose is caused by grievance.

The little bowl in front of him was taken by the man, who picked up the spoon again, got some meatballs and put them on the rice and fed them to her mouth, "Open your mouth. ”

Ning Qing just stood still. Is he going to feed her?

She slowly opened her mouth and fed him into the rice.

“Is it good?” The man is asking.

Ning Qing chewed the rice in his eyes. His eyes were shining white shirt on his wrist. The shirt was buttoned at the cuffs. It was clean and brazen. He was now holding a spoon to feed her.

“Well, delicious.” The depressed emotions suddenly disappeared without a trace, Ning Qing nodded hard.

The man's palm came to her face and gently wiped away the tears for her, "Why are you crying? ”

Ning Qing sucked on the tip of her nose, raised her eyes, the man was holding his handsome eyebrows, and seriously taught her, “Soup rice is not a good habit, you are now a mother, can no longer be reckless, I am not criticizing you, just testifying to your mistakes, don't cry, hmm? ”

The black and white eyes of a man are clear, and the stars are still shining inside. When a man like this looks at you quietly, he easily creates an image of tenderness like water. Especially if he teaches you seriously, like treating his beloved daughter.

Ning Qing couldn't stand this feeling. She suddenly accelerated her heart beat and became obsessed with his eyes.

I don't know what he's talking about, she just nods her head silly.

The man wiped tears for her, but his palms didn't go away, and beneath his fingers was her whitening, delicate skin due to pregnancy, a tiny beauty tip, and a delicate, tender face.

His eyes darkened a few layers, his thumb turned and pressed directly over her delicate lips.

Ning Qing's consciousness quickly returned to the cage. His movements were very soft and he rubbed her lips gently. She could even feel his fingerprints deep and clear.

Ning Qing blushed and quickly lowered his eyes. He dared not look at his eyes, even though this year she missed his eyes so much.

Lu Shaoming really came back, no longer hastily and rudely treated, the 31-year-old gentleman had a good temper.

But Ning Qing shook her eyelashes twice and hesitated. She had a question she wanted to ask him, but didn't know what to ask. He... remember what happened this year?

She promised not to forget him.

She also loved Lu Shaoming.

The temperature in the ward rose a few degrees. At this time, the knock of "knock” sounded. The door was half open. Zhou Dayuan leaned against the door and laughed. "If you don't eat, the food will be cold. ”

Ning Qing was so ashamed that he grabbed his palm and dragged it down. Then he took over the small bowl in his hand and ate well.

Compared to the girl's nervousness, Lu Shaoming picked out a sword brow and slowly stood up. He wiped his pants in his pocket with his hands and swept his deep, immobile eyes towards the door.

……

Lu Shaoming and Zhou Dayuan stood by the door and spoke. Zhou Dayuan glanced inside the ward. After eating, the girl stood beside the bed and folded her quilt.

“Enough? Enough watching. Take your eyes back.” Lu Shaoming spoke faintly.

Zhou Dayuan retracted his gaze and looked at the handsome and noble eyebrows of the man. He laughed, “Okay, you know how jealous I am. I don't think I lost my memory of this year. ”

Young Master Lu frowned and glanced at him. "Apply your words and mind your own business. ”

The other day he laughed at him and Jane. Zhou Dayuan replied, "Mind your own business”. Now, Lu Shaoming can't move back.

Zhou Dayuan shrugged helplessly. All these years, he was used to Lu Shaoming's coolness. He went forward and whispered, "What, are you still used to it? You can't spoil your wife this year. Also," Zhou Dayuan gave Lu Shaoming the look of a man, "I can't bear to eat like this. So how about tonight, just to remind you that your wife has been in the room for nine and a half months, be cautious. ”