My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming rubbed his fingertips in his trouser pocket, leaving a gentle and delicate touch on the girl's face.

He rolled his throat knot.

Looking slowly towards Zhou Dayuan, he lifted an arm and held it on Zhou Dayuan's shoulder. The waves in the man's eyes matured and his pale lips gently opened. "Why, are you jealous of me? Who, like you, wants to sleep when a woman wanders in front of her eyes and can't sleep? Is that sad? ”

Zhou Dayuan turned away and didn't want to continue this conversation with him. "When will you take your wife back to T City? ”

Lu Shaoming frowned, “Tomorrow morning. ”

“Well," Zhou Da nodded, “I have surgery in the morning, I won't send you. ”

“Okay.”

……

Lu Shaoming closed the ward door and walked in.

Ningqing is still bending over to change the duvet cover. Men like to clean up. Things in the ward, especially the quilt, need to be changed every day.

Lu Shaoming stood behind the girl and watched her soft, white hands move flexibly. Her head dissipated and her right hair tucked behind her ears. Black Uzi's hair lined her face like a silver plate, cute and delicate.

His eyes swept down on her little face for a while, his chest rose quite a bit and his stomach was huge for more than nine months, although one leg was still thin.

After watching for a few seconds, he said, "Ning Qing, tomorrow morning we'll go back to T City. ”

Ning Qing focused on the action at hand and answered casually. “Well, we should go back too. Otherwise, Mom and Dad would be worried. I'll call home later, and you tell Mom and Dad to make peace. ”

The girl had a sweet smile on her face as she spoke. All he could hear was her sweet glutinous voice, the voice of a wife.

Lu Shaoming laid soft emotions in his eyes. He wiped his hands in his pants pockets and took a step forward, affixing them to her, "Ning Qing. ”

He screamed.

“Hmm?” Ning Qing didn't pay much attention. She was sorting out the sheets.

“Ning Qing.” The man screamed again.

Ning Qing took a pause in her hand and looked slowly at her side, as she bent her waist, her drooping gaze was a man's black suit cut like a blade, and he was rubbing his right hand in his trouser pocket with the watch.

She noticed how close they were, and her knees crashed to the edge of the bed, and he stood behind her, surrounded by a clean, charming masculinity.

Ning Qing's heart beats like a drum, but he pretended to calm down, "What do you want me to do? ”

She had a mirror in front of her and looked up.

This eye swelled her blood up, the man standing behind her, tall and pulled out, his crown was clear, but he looked down.

She was wearing maternity pants with a loose waist, but her calves were tight, her body had not changed much, and there was no so-called edema, but where the thin spot was still thin, the curl was not ambiguous.

She really didn't expect him to stand behind her and look at her… there, when his face was hot, the man raised his head and his handsome eyebrows were softened.

Sounds like a pain in the ass.

Their gaze hit the mirror like this. It was obviously the man who did the unseen things, but Ning Qing was the one who panicked.

She left her quilt, her eyes hiding, trying to escape, "The quilt is ready, I... go take a bath. ”

She went away from him.

But it didn't work out because the big hand in the man's trousers took it out and put it around her stomach.

His long body deceived her, and her slender back fell all over his wide chest, like he was holding her.

“Lu Shaoming...” Ning Qing had soft legs and two small hands to push his hands.

But his little hand touched something cold, Ning Qing retracted his hand like an electric shock, turning out to be his low-key luxury watch.

“Why are you so scared? You're my wife, and I can't hold you?” The man asked funny, a big hand came to her belly.

Ning Qing really quit this time, the woman loved beauty, he restored his memory, she was always afraid that he would dislike the way she was pregnant.

He used to love her soft waist and limbs, now he's lost his waist, not a foot and six anymore, and she doesn't know exactly how much, so he wouldn't dare touch it.

“Lu Shaoming, don't touch me.” Once she thought of it like that, she said it in her mouth, pushing her arm away, and she ran out scared.

Just two steps away, her slender wrist was snapped and her little body was straight up.

Ning Qing had not had time to react. Her waist was held by a man again. He held her back for a few steps. She stopped and was forced to retreat into the corner of the wall.

Her back didn't hit the wall because the man put a thoughtful pad on his arm and was afraid she'd bump into it, so he held her waist and protected her in his arms.

Ning Qing was fascinated by such a powerful hegemony without losing his tender moves. His winged eyelashes were so powerful that his two little hands held him down.

“Lu Shaoming, do what? ”

“Ning Qing, dare you repeat what you just said? I'm not who you are. Touch you and you'll have to suffer. I'm not here. It's like this, huh? ”

The man was so refined that the impeccable five officials magnified in front of her, Ning Qing was powerless, and Sulai dared not be angry in front of such Lu Shaoming, afraid of the deep and harsh appearance in his eyes.

Fresh, fine teeth bit down her pink lips, and she whispered, “Mind you, don't be angry, just now... you scared me, I can't help it, I'm sorry. ”

He retracted his hand, stood tall, wiped his pants in his pocket, and held onto the wall, "Ning Qing, I'm sorry, it's worth a few bucks, take some practical action. ”

Ning Qing's respiratory disturbance, his senses are full of healthy and charming smells.

Against his eyes, his clear black eyes jumped into the fiery flame, grabbed her tightly, his eyes so unscrupulous, sweeping her eyes, her lips.

The magic wave of mature men.

Ning Qing knew that he was different. After he lost his memory, he would never do this to her, forcing her to do so.

Li Pink punched him and didn't know what he was saying. “Lu Shaoming, you are so bad, don't be so bad to me... you lost your memory so good to me, as long as I spat a little... Now I'm sorry, what else do you want to do...”

The tiny jaw was provoked by the man's two fingers, the fine skin scratched in his fingers, he patted her lips, but did not kiss, “If he was so kind to you, why did you ask me to come back? Do you like me or him? Can he make you do this? It's just unbearable. ”

Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with a small hand. She pounded her pink lips. “Don't say it, don't say it...”

Lu Shaoming took off her little hand and laughed twice, “Why don't you let me tell you, you clearly like me now. Ning Qing, tell me, miss me, miss me this year? ”

“No, no...” Ning Qing flanked his head and hid in the wall.

The man came after her and her lips were kissed and gently rubbed twice. The man covered his cool lips with immense flexibility.

Ning Qing shouted, trembling all over his body. He couldn't hide. His little hand didn't know where to put it. He didn't dare touch his body.

“Ning Qing, don't lie to yourself, be good, tell me, miss me?” He opened his mouth and allowed her lips.

Ning Qing couldn't stand it. His two little hands dragged the sweater on his waist and turned his head quietly. He responded greenly and warmly.

“Yes, Master Lu, I missed you so much. ”

Lu Shaoming held her waist with his hands and kissed her deeply.

Ning Qing's two little hands tightened his sweater and tried to lift his head to bear his kiss. She really missed him. Think about it. Sometimes she dreams back at midnight. Dreaming that he holds her in his arms and puts her on his chest and kisses her. She can all wake up with a red face.

It's a mature man giving a woman the purest hormone impulse.

Women do not have a specific concept, and women can only be truly women in the hands of men.

As for Lu Shaoming, any woman in the world can soften into water in his kiss.

She was kissing, a string of cell phone rings, and the phone in Ning Qing's pocket rang.

Ning Qing trembled, a small hand pushed him in panic, trying to pull herself out of his mouth, small hand to touch the trouser pocket, remove the phone.

At first glance, it was Song Ya-jing's phone.

“Ming, Mom's on the phone, don't kiss...” Her face was hot and she gasped and her eyes hid, but, "Hmm..." He kissed mightily again.

Ning Qing's heart beat so hard, her eyes couldn't open, her whole body was numb, pressed her man ignored, she tightened her phone, and she knew this situation was bound to be impossible to call.

You can hear them kissing.

Trying to open an eye seam, he closed his eyes, and those two rows of thicker lashes, prettier than women, dropped quietly, very emotional.

Ning Qing shuddered more and more, the phone ringing again and again, persevering.

She squeezed her pink fist and pushed him away with some force. “Mind you, don't... Mom and Dad's phone, Mom and Dad are concerned about your body, don't let them worry...”

The man opened his eyes, his dark eyes dropped some blood silk, like the demonic colour of the treasured red wine, he raised his eyebrows, the words were impatient, the voice was dull and magnetic, “How can you kiss so many things? ”

Ning Qing dared not look at him unhappy. He could only use his white finger to open the phone and answer the key. “Hello, Mom...”

He pressed it on her, and the voice on the other end of the phone came clearly, “Hey, Ching Ching, what took you so long to answer the phone? I thought something had happened... Hey, Ching Ching, why are you panting? ”

Ning Qing found her breathing disorder, her head fainted, like she had just come down from the cloud.

Her lips were wet, the marks he had kissed, she was ashamed to cover her mouth with her little hand, trying to adjust her breath, “Mom, it's okay, I just climbed a few floors of stairs...”