My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyi were cleaning up the residual situation, Lu Shaoming, Ning Qing and other groups were guarded in the local hospital in Miaojiang, and Aurohou was promoted to the critical care ward.

Jane took the small medicine box and handled the wounds for Ning Qing.

Ning Qing's right parietal drum is very high, with a bright slap print on it, broken corner of mouth, and residual blood stains. He has a touched black suit. The whole human wolf is in turmoil and weak beauty.

Jane clamped the cotton ball with a plier to wipe the wound on Ning Qing's face. Ning Qing tightened her eyebrows and screamed painfully, “Sister Jane, it hurts, gently. ”

Lu Shaoming wiped his pants in his pockets and leaned against the wall of the corridor. He heard the long tail sound brought out by the woman's grief. He looked at her side.

The curly hair patched on her little face, her face like a flower cat, blood stains, tears everywhere, the broad black suit lined her little body just a little bit, those fall eyes are beautiful, black, spiritual, can come out of the water.

She doesn't blame Don for liking it.

The beauty of a woman's life is also a fault.

Before he walked up, he wiped his big hand out in his trouser pocket, went to pick up the pliers in Jane's hand, and he opened his mouth low, “I'll do it. ”

Jane looked at Lu Shaoming and wanted to give it to him.

But then Ning Qing pounded his pink lips and said, "No! Sister Jane, you can handle this for me. ”

As soon as Lu Shaoming heard this, his deep black eyes swept over the woman's face, like a cold wind in the winter.

Ning Qing ignored him and grunted.

Jane chuckled, “Young Master Lu, forget it, I'll do it. Ning Qing is afraid of pain. I'll handle it gently. ”

Lu Shaoming lightened his thin lips and stopped talking.

Jane handled the wound on Ning Qing's face. She asked softly, "Ning Qing, other than the pain on her face, is there any pain on her body? ”

Ning Qing's face hesitated and his heart was vain. He looked at Lu Shaoming, whose eyes stood tall and legs were long in front of him.

Lu Shaoming touched her eyes, he half squinted his eyes, swept her pink neck. Her curly hair strapped to her neck. His eyes were strong and he could see some kiss marks from the wrapped hair.

He had no expression, but his steadfast face was extremely cold.

When Jane and I looked at the couple wrong, we guessed a few points. Ning Qing went to Han Palace for such a long time. What happened to her and Tang Xueli?

This is a very memorable topic.

Especially for a man like Lu Shaoming.

Jane stood up and smiled. “Ning Qing, let's go to the infirmary. You have a lot of blood on you. I'll get you some warm water to wash. ”

Ning Qing handed Jane a thankful look. She got up and entered the infirmary as Jane Qing entered the infirmary.

……

In the infirmary.

Jane pulled up the curtains, she rolled up her white sleeves and went to the bathroom to pour warm water, and took another towel, "Ning Qing, you wash your face and hands first, I'll find a clean clothes outside to change you. ”

Ning Qing lifted his lips and smiled sweetly, "Sister Jane, thank you. ”

“For what?” Jane walked out of the infirmary.

The room was quiet, Ning Qing squeezed the towel clean and came to a mirror, she wiped the blood stain on her face with a towel.

Once cleaned, she put the towel in the basin, carried it behind her back and removed the black suit from her body.

The white T-shirt inside of her was torn from the collar, and the suit took off, and the light in front of her was a little unstoppable.

Looking down at the kiss marks on her body, she was not taken advantage of by Tang Xueli, but he did touch her.

The guy got too heavy and her skin was white and delicate, but everywhere he touched it, it was bruised and painful.

Ning Qing touched her moist little incense shoulder with a small hand. She hit the wall with a slap and her shoulder was like a broken shoulder.

“Hiss.” She couldn't help but groan.

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening and closing, Ning Qing said, “Sister Jane, are you back? ”

No one answered behind her, but her little waist was tight, her body warm and bright behind her, accompanied by a soft magnetic voice, "Does it hurt? ”

Ning Qing knew who he was when he smelled the clean smell on him. “How did you get here? Who allowed you to break into other people's rooms? ”

Ning Qing reached out and pulled the suit, trying to cover himself.

But it didn't work. When a man's arm pulled up, she couldn't move as hard as a hole. The man had a laughing voice without disputing his emotions. “Are you addicted to wearing another man's suit? ”

Ning Qing concluded.

She's not concerned with whose suit it belongs, she has to be exposed without it.

This man thinks differently than she does, and the two of them can't talk together.

“Let go!” She struggled.

At this point, her little body was approached by a plate, and her hips reached the table, and in front of her was a hard, iron-cast body of a man, and she was trapped.

A small hand barely covered his body with shredded fabric, and a small hand pushed him, his face was a little blushing, “Lu Shaoming, what are you doing? ”

The man did not answer, his big hand came to her little face and gently touched her, his finger tummy hooked her hair behind her ear, revealing her whole little face.

Ning Qing's body was burning. His big hand fell along her pink neck and held her obscured little hand.

“Lu Shaoming, don't...”

Not quite finished, her little hand was snapped, the man relaxed and pushed hard, her little hand was pulled apart by him, and the collar was torn apart from the fabric.

Ning Qing's little face burst red. He went to hammer his little pink fist against his little hand on his chest, but it didn't work. The man used three fingers to tie both of her little hands behind him.

Ning Qing struggled so hard to get rid of him and protect himself. His shirt and pants were so expensive, and her shirt was so shameful and shameful.

Lifting his eyes, he saw a man staring at her body. Ning Qing opened his face severely. Don't even think about it. He saw where Tang Xueli touched her.

The jeans below were suddenly touched. Ning Qing bit his pink lip and was frightened and pale. “No, he didn't touch me...”

He didn't hit the bottom.

So beg him not to look.

Lu Shaoming took his hand, his eyelids lifted, his eagle falcon eyes stared at the woman's pale little face, smiling, “Now you know shame? Why didn't you go to the Han Palace with the most shameful plan? ”

Ning Qing heard his tone. He was laughing at her.

Ning Qing's nostrils were red, and the crystalline tears were spinning in her eyes. Wasn't she doing this for him?

He doesn't have any comfort, he doesn't fool her.

“Lu Shaoming, you go away, I will never see you again. Be kind as a donkey liver lung, you are a very big bad guy. ”

“If you agree to me entering the Han Palace beforehand, I won't have to contact Luo Xiao to let Luo Xiao come. Now that Luo Xiao is hurt, he is not awake. You know how much I blame myself. If Luo Xiao has something to do with me, I... don't want to live...”

Ning Qing felt really bad. In her heart, she really made Luo Zheng a brother. Her fate was so rough, she grew up with a wolf in the deep mountains at the age of 8. She wished him well.

If she knew in advance that Luo Xiao would get hurt, she would rather die than involve Luo Xiao.

She's under so much pressure, he can't help her with her worries. Forget it. It's ironic.

All his attention was focused on whether she had been beaten by Tang Xueli.

The tears in Ning Qing's eyes were like broken beads. Big drops fell. She cried and complained, "Lu Shaoming, I see. You just want to know how Tang Xueli is doing to me. He touched me and kissed me. He left all the marks on me. Are you satisfied? If you think I'm dirty, then don't take me. I'm not rare. ”

The woman's upper qi did not continue to cry, weak little incense shoulder trembled terribly, her eyes and nose were red, so fine white little face was fanned swollen, white skin was all kneading marks and pinching marks after being rubbed.

Lu Shaoming's eyes were filled with heartache and pity. He held her by the back of his head and pressed her into his arms. His side kissed her little face. He smiled softly. "You are my wife. You have been touched by other men. I am not even qualified to ask? ”

Ning Qing ignored him and kicked him with his hands and feet.

Lu Shaoming squeezed his arms tightly and held her trembling little body tightly in his arms. "Okay, Ning Qing, don't cry, Luo Qing will survive, he will be fine. ”

Ning Qing stopped struggling. She looked at the man in tears. “Really? ”

“Well, really, I promise.” He touched her lips.

Ning Qing was reassured that the man had always been her day and he would never lie to her.

Lorraine will be fine.

Lu Shaoming held her on the table with her barbaric waist, “What?” Ning Qing struggled to come down.

A man had long legs against her, and he had an extra tube of ointment in his hand, "Don't move, doesn't it hurt? I'll put some ointment on you. ”

Ning Qing bit her lower lip and a hint of sweetness appeared in her heart. He kept the ointment in his pants pocket. He had just checked her body to see where she had been injured.

He cares about her. Wouldn't he say anything?

She thought... he cared that she had been met by Tang Xueli.

She had a very traditional woman in her bones, and in her life she had only one marriage, and only one man, and if she was touched, she would be the first to feel dirty.

That's why he was so nervous in the hallway.

Afraid he'd suspect her.

Afraid he'd mind.

Lu Shaoming gently rubbed her medicine. Ning Qing's eyes didn't know where to put them. His two little hands held the shirt tight on his arm.

Suddenly I felt the man's rough hands go around behind her to unbutton her. Ning Qing was in a hurry and pressed his hand, "I'll do it myself. ”

The man pumped his hand and smiled softly, "What are you thinking, just rubbing the pills? I'm not in the mood for a lot of work out there, and Lorraine's still lying in the ward. ”

Ning Qing's blood poured into his mind. He didn't mean that, but her mind was unhealthy.

He untied the button, the man's eyes focused on medicating her, also pitied her poor, he let go of the sweet girl, and finally suffered so many sins for him.