My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Probably not going home?

Lu Shaoming listened to his eyebrows. He reached out and hugged Xiao Jianwen. "Mom, Ning Qing doesn't come home often at night? ”

As soon as Yue Wanqing heard her son-in-law's tone, she knew she had said something wrong. She hurried to the roundabout, “Oh, no, that's just a few times in the last two or three months. She was shooting night scenes in the drama group. ”

“Mmm.” Lu Shaoming nodded. He reached out his right index finger to hook his son's soft little hand. His hand was sweaty and tired. He grabbed Daddy's index finger and pulled it hard. Then he opened his crystal little mouth and laughed, “Daddy... Daddy...”

Started calling again.

Lu Shaoming kissed his son's little face. He couldn't let go. His son smiled like his numbness. He also had two little pear swirls on his cheek.

“Jane, would you like some hemp, Dad? Would you rather take me to hemp? ”

Jane quickly waved her hands and applauded. Okay, okay, “Ma... Ma...” Jane missed Ma so much.

Yue Wanqing's drowning smile was so cute in her eyes. She usually took her out to shop. The neighbors next door looked at her and she was proud.

But, "Ming, do you want to take Xiao Jianwen to the crew to find Qingqing? I'm afraid not. Qingqing is busy. You don't have any experience with Xiao Jianwen, why don't I come with you? ”

Lu Shaoming shook his head, “Mom, you rest at home. I'll take Jane with me. Don't worry, I can't handle my son? I need you to pack up two things for Jane, and we're leaving. ”

Yue Wanqing was relieved to see her son-in-law's relaxed expression. Indeed, there are parents who can't keep their children?

“Okay, I'll be right there.” Yue Wanqing turned to pack his things.

……

Bentley parked at the front door of the drama group, which was the National Anthem Theatre, so the drama group was set in the hotel, Lu Shaoming got off the car, opened the back door, and carried Xiao Jinwen out of the stroller.

Little Jane Wen was a good boy on the road. He was placed in the stroller in the back seat by his father. He shook the bell beside his ear with his own hands. He looked serious like he was going to shake a hand tune, but unfortunately the tune was out of tune and the tune was out of tune.

Lu Shaoming lifted him out with one arm. At night, he wrapped Xiao Jianwensong in a layer with a goose yellow blanket. He put on a cowboy hat and carried the bag with his other hand.

The bag was quite heavy. Little Jane Wen was uncomfortable going out to be a grandmother. She packed her things and pushed them.

Lu Shaoming closed the door and lifted his foot into the hotel door.

He went in and instantly caught all eyes.

Everyone covered their mouths here, and their eyes shifted from the man to Jane Wen.

The man is still wearing a light blue striped shirt, black suit pants, handsome and handsome. He has a very relaxed one-arm grip on Little Jane, a stubbornly carved face in 3D shape, and a powerful and powerful atmosphere on the marble.

And then look at the baby, the white and tender skin powder carved jade, the big grapey eyes, the divine bones spinning, the cowboy hat buttoned over his head, adorable, no, no.

Young Master Lu walked forward without looking away. He took out his phone and dialed out the phone.

“Hello...” It's connected, but not Ning Qing's voice, but Zhou.

Lu Shaoming frowned and his pale lips gently opened. He responded with a low voice, “Hello. ”

Zhou Zhou over there was a little nervous, “Hey, Young Master Lu, are you looking for Ning Qing? Ning Qing is in the studio right now, it's not... convenient to answer the phone, huh? ”

Lu Shaoming glanced at his son and said directly, “I'm in the hotel now. ”

“What?” Cho shouted.

Lu Shaoming hung up.

When he walked to the elevator door, Lu Shaoming's hands were full. He was about to pick up his phone and press the elevator key. "Lu Shaoming, let me help you. ”

A group of little girls came running over and pressed Ken with enthusiasm.

Lu Shaoming looked faintly at the person, polite, “Thank you. ”

He lifted his foot into the elevator.

Close the elevator door.

A group of little girls blew up outside, “Wow, that was really Lu Shao, is that Lu Shao holding... is that Lu Shao? Lu Shao is really pretty and adorable, I look like my idol Ning sister. ”

“Yeah, I was just so excited to see it, it was all a bad drool... Lu Shao such a tall and atmospheric type man, holding the nursing child, that image is really limited...”

“Xiao Lu Shao completely inherited Sister Ning's genes and Lu Shao's excellent genes. This is also the first time Xiao Lu Shao has been exposed outside. Looks like Lu Shao must have brought his son to visit, Sister Ning is really happy to die. ”

A bunch of little girls chirping like little birds.

……

Lu Shaoming went straight to the 12th floor. When he left the elevator, Zhou rushed over, "Lu Shao.” Xiao Zhou looked at Xiao Jianwen, her eyes lit up and she waved, "Hi, Xiao Jianwen, it's been a few days, she's long and handsome again. ”

Jane: Jill, Jill, Jill.

Sister, you have an eye!

“Lu Shao, Ning Qing's room is here, I'll take you there.” Faced with the pressure of a man like Landing Ming, Xiao Zhou knew that he was in a bad mood and was afraid to offend him, so he was smart to take him directly to the room.

Lu Shaoming did not speak and pulled his long leg with his son.

Zhou plugged the room card up, Lu Shaoming walked in, “Master Lu, sit down for a while, Ning Qing will come to you as soon as he is busy. ”

Lu Shaoming hummed, Zhou sweated and closed the door.

……

Lu Shaoming looked around the room slowly. The room was not large, but it was clean and tidy, and the air was quite fresh.

He glanced at the carpet under his feet, light grey, just replaced, soft.

He bent over and placed Jane on the carpet.

Jane can't walk, but she can climb, and his two little hands hold onto the carpet, smoking like a bunny.

Lu Shaoming lifted his foot to the bed, then placed the bag in his hand by the bed cabinet. He lifted his hand and loosened the two buttons of his shirt. Finally, he sat down on the bed. His right hand touched the bed with a blanket as white as a cloud. He leaned against the bed and closed his eyes lazily.

When he opened his eyes again, he glanced slightly and Jane climbed to the wall of the room, looking curiously at the receptacle there.

There are several black holes in this thing, and Jane looks at Daddy with a clear head.

Lu Shaoming looked at his son and asked, "That's a socket, energized, can't touch, it will electricize you. ”

Jane: I'm so scared.

He didn't even look at the black hole and crawled away with his little arm and calf.

He climbed to a table and dropped a towel on it. He reached out enough, shouted, the towel fell off and covered his little head.

Huh?

Huh!

Can't see the swelling?

Jane, two little white hands quickly touch the towel, twisting, twisting, turning, turning, the towel has turned 180 degrees, why can't he still see?

At this time, there was a lower than alcoholic laugh in his ear. The laugh was a vibrating sound from Dad's bust, and his last name was terrific.

He turned his head and his little white hand lifted the towel up in front of him. Wow, Dad had a more handsome face in front of him, and he saw it.

Lu Shaoming looked at the appearance of his son in a soft mess. It was hard to imagine that the seeds he had sown would eventually become this little life, the continuation of his blood.

The wife gave him a son.

Jane didn't understand what Dad was laughing at, or why Dad was brighter than his eyes. He was bright as a star that Grandma had pointed to him. He was small, allowed himself not to understand, and he crawled away with his little arm and calf leg.

Lu Shaoming leaned lazily for a while, and there was no desk in the room. He took his business handbag, two long legs freely stretched the bed, put the thin book on his thigh and started working.

The room was very quiet, I only heard Xiao Jianwen roaring and cheerful screaming. Dad handled business matters on the business book more than ten fingers. He was bored and turned to the bag prepared for him by his grandmother. He flipped and turned, and suddenly his eyes lit up, grinding his tooth biscuits.

Jane's teeth are getting long, so she eats two grinding biscuits every day.

He put the bags of cookies in his mouth and chewed them. Yep, they couldn't bite down. They were usually taken apart by Grandma and Grandpa, and now they're not here.

Got it.

Jane climbed to the side of the bed, struggled to lift her hand, and dragged Daddy into the pants he was carrying on the bed.

A little soft movement on the legs attracted the attention of Lu Shaoming. He looked up from a bunch of reports and saw his son's watery eyes. He glanced at his little wife. When he pressed him, he looked at him in a piece of paper and saw him scratching his lungs.

A small hand handed it over and in his hand it was a wrinkled cookie bag, “Dad... eat...”

For the first time, “Daddy" was called.

It turns out that food is powerful.

Lu Shaoming took the cookie bag, ripped it off easily, and then pulled a cookie out of it and handed it to Xiao Jianwen.

Jane pulled the cookie tight in her hand, and the watery grape stared at the cookie bag, “Dad... more than..." Mine, give it back.

Lu Shaoming ignored it. He glanced directly at the report. His pale lips lifted. "Eating less snacks is bad for your health. ”

What is it?

Jane figured it out, Daddy took the opportunity to seize his cookies.

He eats two every day.

Jane got angry. He sat on the carpet on his ass, holding the cookie in his little hand, stuffed it in his mouth and stared at the cookie bag as he stuffed it.

Lu Shaoming finished processing the report and prepared to approve the document. At this time, there was an abnormality and a slight noise. On his side, a small hand tightened the cookie bag and quickly shrunk back.

Lifting his eyes again, his son's calf arm climbed onto the carpet and climbed directly to the furthest door. Jane grabbed a cookie bag in her hand and extended a little finger to Daddy, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Lu Shaoming, “...” blame him, this little cookie son ate for a minute, he concentrated on his business forgot the cookie bag, he attacked him.

Lu Shaoming shrugged his shoulders and gave Little Jane a look --- you can do it!

So Jane smiled and couldn't stop.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside the door. The door was pushed open. Ning Qing walked in. She looked at the man on the bed and smiled gently as water. “Mind you, you're here...”

Then Ning Qing looked around the room, and she was confused, "Where's Little Jane? ”

Jane's gone.