My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing looked confused at Lu Shaoming.

In response, Lu Shaoming picked out his eyebrows and looked behind his eyes.

There was a tender voice behind the door, “Ma... Ma...” I was behind the door.

Ning Qing, “…” quickly pulled the door open. Her baby son sat on the floor with his ass and dragged his cookie bag with his hands. He was looking at hemp with his big, watery eyes open, innocent and injured.

Ma Ma, why are you keeping me behind the door?

Was it just because I was laughing at Dad?

Ning Qing lifted his son up and kissed his little face. "Sorry, Jane, Ma just didn't see you...”

Jane's little hand touched Mahjong's face. The generous “Giggle” smiled. Forget it. Forgive Mahjong this time.

At this time, Zhou walked in. She had a platter in her hand. There were several dishes on the plate, a barrel of rice. Zhou arranged two bowls of chopsticks. Courtesy said, “Young Master Lu, Ning Qing, eat slowly. I went out first. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Ning Ching nodded.

Zhou closed the door and Jane couldn't hold herself in the arms of hemp. He twisted his little body thinking about climbing and playing on the carpet.

Ning Qing couldn't screw him, just let him go, Jane Wen climbed away like a rabbit, his two little fingers touched another cookie from the cookie bag, slowly grinding his teeth.

Ning Qing's eyes gently spilled water and looked back at the man. The man also leaned against the bed, randomly revealing a few lazy surnames. Ten fingers tapped on the keyboard flexibly, and his low eyebrows were very focused.

Ning Qing was wondering, is he busy? Just stay in the study at home. Why bring your son out to find her?

But she's a little sweet in her heart.

Almost a woman is such a strange creature.

Ning Qing walked to the table, took a small bowl and lifted her feet to the man. She passed the bowl, “I'll work later, drink the soup first. ”

Men don't even lift their heads, "What? ”

“Green bean soup. ”

The man listened and frowned, "No. Sweet.”

He doesn't like sweets.

Ning Qing listened to him. He sat around beside the bed, and his white right hand picked up a spoon of soup and sent it to his lips. His voice was soft. "Not sweet, I stewed it myself, put a little ice sugar in it, and there was ice in it. In the summer, you taste it. ”

Lu Shaoming only raised her head. The woman changed the dress this morning and wore a yellow and white striped vest and short skirt. The curly hair was braided with a beautiful fishbone hanging on her right shoulder. The delicate eyebrows shook a youthful and sweet smell.

Lu Shaoming looked at her twice and couldn't get her eyes off. Her clothing was quite common. Now both female college students and newly entered the society like to wear it. At that age, she was only 23 years old.

If she hadn't been in the entertainment business, she'd have graduated from college.

Lu Shaoming didn't talk, she didn't think her clothing was a problem before, and now she thinks it's a big problem.

Probably also because Jane was born, her body should have grown longer, she wore less during the summer, and her S curve could not be ignored.

Ning Qing saw that he was not eating, a little rushed, but also cared for him. The man was busy in the company for a day. He must be tired. Mother just called her and said he was coming home to see if she was there. He immediately came to her with his son, and now he is still working.

“Ming, what's the matter with you, just try it. I was in the studio when you called. I didn't bring my cell phone. When I came out, Zhou told me that you were here. I immediately went to the kitchen and stewed you green bean soup. I also stir-fried the dishes.” Ning Qing pounded his pink lips and looked softly in his eyes.

Lu Shaoming rubbed his lower lip and did not answer her. Let her rush.

The woman's sex he pinched accurately, the more he spoiled her off-road, the better she hung herself, the longer she hasn't been together, he needs to find a presence in front of her.

He was not a big masculine, but a very big masculine. When she first got married, she was allowed to develop in the entertainment industry, but now she is a little unhappy. She is developing too well, unexpectedly, and a little out of his control.

He preferred her to go back to her family, be his wife, and give her a little beauty.

Like today, she doesn't come home at night, she doesn't have time to pick up his phone, he waits in the room for her for an hour and a half and she's late... she's all wrong.

If he does not express it, she has no memory and does not know how to change it.

Even though he did not answer her, Lu Shaoming could not see her twisting her eyebrows. He glanced at the soup.

The man's mouth is really not sweet, he doesn't want to eat green beans, he only tastes soup.

“Is it good?” The woman looks forward to asking.

Delicious.

It's not too sweet, but the soup smells like ice sugar. The ice is extracted from the freezer and squeezed into the green bean soup to cool off the heat.

He nodded cheaply, "It's okay. ”

After receiving his "okay" assessment, Ning Qing immediately smiled like a flower. She scooped another bite to feed him with a small spoon. This time, the man gave face to eat even the soup with green beans.

So Ning Qing fed him half a bowl, one spoon after another.

“Wow," cried Jane, sitting at the door.

Ning Qing shocked, handed the bowl and spoon to the man. She straightened herself up, went to hug the son on the carpet, reached out and wiped off the tears in the corner of his son's eyes. Ning Qing hugged him and patted him on the back with soft little hands. “Xiao Jinwen, how did you cry? Didn't you just want to play with yourself? ”

Neither did Jane's cookies, her little hands wrapped around the hemp vest and her little head planted in the fragrance in front of the hemp chest.

Ning Qing smiled. “Snacks, are you hungry? I want to feed you numbness...”

Ning Qing glanced at the man on the bed. She was ashamed of this kind of thing. The room was not big enough for her to hide in the bathroom, so she sat down on the sofa holding Xiao Zhenwen. She reached out and took a goose yellow blanket, wrapped in Xiao Zhenwen, as she sat on her shoulder, turned her back, and raised the vest she was wearing.

Lu Shaoming held the bowl, which inevitably caused some disappointment. He seriously suspected that his son was competing with him.

The wall lights in the room sprinkled down, his dark gaze swept straight onto the sofa over there, and the moment her vest rose high, she was about in pain, biting her pink lips and overflowing.

This sound is ecstatic in a man's eardrum.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes and opened them again. His eyes fell on a layer of mature man's breeze and fragrance. He moved the business book on his leg with one hand, got up, walked to the table and put the bowl down.

Four vegetables, one soup, beef fortress, salted shrimp, two vegetables, and a red date chicken soup with a strong aroma.

Lu Shaoming lifted his lip corner and was in a great mood.

She's a little conscientious.

He loved her for nothing.

He slipped his hands into his trousers pockets, pulled his long legs apart and slowly came to the woman.

Ning Qing knew he was coming. His face had burned. He should have known to evade this kind of thing. I didn't expect him to come.

Her breathing was a little rushed and her moving right hand panicked and sorted out her vest and blanket to make sure she wasn't exposed.

Lu Shaoming closed her little move to the bottom of his eyes. He didn't speak. He looked at his son with his eyes open. Xiao Jianwen closed his eyes comfortably. He held the hemp in his two little hands. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, all the food was sweaty.

Lu Shaoming retracted a paper towel and handed it to Ning Qing. Ning Qing took it in his hand and wiped his son's sweat.

Rubbing, her little face on the left was touched by a big palm, can't be touched, the man scratched her face with his rough finger belly covered in thin cocoon, over and over.

Light.

Ning Qing sidestepped for a while and did not let him touch it.

The man retracted his hand and laughed, his low voice was a little dull, "Feed Jane differently now. ”

Ning Qing's entire face “banged” and burned. His whole body of blood poured into his mind.

What did he... say?

Actually, she was used to feeding Jane on the left, because she liked sleeping on the left, and she had been used to feeding for the past six months, and she didn't think it was much bigger.

Normally, she takes a bath and looks at herself, and she doesn't see it.

But he...

What does he usually think in his mind? Men are too acute, even in this aspect...

Ning Qing couldn't wait to drill a hole in the ground.

She was quiet for a few seconds, then bit her pink lips, shallot white right hand covered herself, held Jane far away, she changed her arm and let Jane eat to the right.

Lu Shaoming dried his lips. At his age, he could count his fingers when he lay down with her. The journey was too painful and rarely obtained, so his eyes liked to look at her.

She lets you watch, she doesn't let you watch, she wants to watch.

I just saw a little bit.

He turned around, walked to the window of the room, tried to smoke, but found himself without a cigarette, and he had to open a window stitch and wipe his hands in his pants pockets for a hairdryer.

Jane was fed up and raised her head from the fragrance of numbness, laughing "giggly”.

Ning Qing tidied up her clothes and stood up with Xiao Jianwen. She turned around and looked at the handsome man over there. “Ming, let's have dinner. ”

The man came over and reached for Jane, "Mm-hmm. ”

……

Jane Wen sat on Daddy's lap, Ning Qing first served a bowl of rice to the man, then herself held a small bowl, and the two began to eat.

Lu Shaoming put two grains of rice in his son's mouth with chopsticks and asked, "Is Xiao Jianwen going to break it? ”

Ning Qing's redness on her face had not yet retreated. She reached out and snapped a strand of hair on her cheek and nodded her head. "Well, for just two days, I was going to break it today, but Xiao Jianwen came and fed him for one day, starting tomorrow. ”

Six months of breastfeeding is over.

Lu Shaoming didn't talk, elegant and expensive to eat.

Ning Qing looked at him and hesitated. “Ming, I... I have a night scene tonight. It may be late. You and Jane Wen go to bed first. ”

Ning Qing was afraid to say this, afraid that he would not be happy.

Today Zhou said that he had a bad temper. He didn't even look at her when she walked in the door. He also asked her for half a day. She must have done something wrong.

Left him cold.

With the two of them apart for so long, a lot of habits have to start grinding together again.

He was never an irrational man, and he was a man who controlled his temper very well, so whenever he got angry, she thought she was wrong.

Lu Shaoming looked at his son and said casually, "I have a meeting tomorrow morning at 6: 00. ”