My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming stopped, holding his big hand on her side, looking at her confused little face, “What's wrong? ”

He pecked her lips.

Ning Qing shrunk into his arms and his little white face fluttered with two red spots. "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep.” She was soft and delicate.

Lu Shaoming leaned over and kissed her eyes. She was so tired, she was in Miaojiang's heart, and tossed with Tang Xueli again. Now she just wants to sleep.

Lu Shaoming buried his head between her hair and rubbed it. Finally, he rolled down and held her in his arms. He covered her with a blanket, "Okay, sleep, ma'am, good night. ”

……

Zhou Dayuan and Jane took off their coats and left the operating room door.

I was only told outside that the room had been changed and they lived together.

Jane has a long face, her eyes are a little uncomfortable. What's their relationship? How can they live together?

At this time, her little hand was held by Zhou Dayuan. The man's voice was very soft. “What are you doing standing still? It's 3: 00 in the morning. Go back to bed. ”

Jane didn't want to, looked up at the man, the man had blood filament in his eyes, the eyebrows were very tired, the surgery was one after the other, the iron body couldn't hold it.

What Jane wanted to say was as if she was stuck in her throat, her eyes dropped, and let him lead her into the room.

……

When he entered the room, Jane was embarrassed. He stayed overnight in her apartment, but lived together like this for the first time.

Compared to her impulse, Zhou Da was far more accommodating. He took a few pieces of information and went around to the table to sit down. He didn't look up. He said something to her, "Go take a bath first, go to bed early. I have a few pieces of information in my hand to sort out later. ”

Jane looked at the figure of the man in the light, he sat very straight, the man was born with a stiff waist bar, a pen in his long white fingers, and the writing sound of “sand” produced a kind of Sven and confusing magnetism.

Jane glanced softly into the water and went into the bathroom.

After a quick bath, Jane came out. At this time, she went out and did not bring pajamas. Today's clothes went through the Han Palace again. The sand and dust smell was so heavy that she definitely couldn't sleep in it.

There is a bath towel in the bathroom. If you sleep with Ning Qing, wrapping it around is fine, but sleep with him, afraid to spread out, making each other embarrassed.

Think about it, she opened the bathroom door and sewed it up, like a mosquito called him, “Dayuan. ”

Zhou Dayuan snorted his eyes up. All he could see from his angle was a beautiful pair of apricot eyes and a nice white face. She bit her lower lip and looked at him without talking.

Zhou Dayuan knew her well. He got up and came to the door. He saw some of her clavicles in the fine door seams. She was weak and white and very eye-nourishing.

“What's the matter?” He asked.

Jane blushed, “No pajamas. ”

Zhou Dayuan smiled warmly, lifted his legs and left, then came back with a white men's shirt, “Mine, will wear it for a while. ”

“Thank you." Jane opened the door a little and reached for it.

The little hand received a corner of the shirt, and she pulled it over, but couldn't pull it, and the man pinched his other finger and wouldn't let her take it.

Jane stifled, lifted an apricot eye and stared at him. The tone became a little barbaric, “What are you doing? ”

Zhou Dayuan looked at her little face and pulled up the curve at the corner of her mouth. "Are you still comfortable? ”

Would it make you uncomfortable living with him?

Jane blushes, turns out he knows.

Take all her shame and embarrassment.

She didn't know what to answer, her little hand pulled hard, her shirt fell on her hand, she didn't dare look at him, “Boom” shut the bathroom door.

Outside you can clearly hear the man laugh, Jane stood in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror, the woman's face was red, her mouth was smiling.

It's a lot easier.

With him, he'll pay attention to her every mood.

Jane held his shirt with two small hands, drowned her head, sniffed her nose tip into his shirt, the man had a cool, light smell of disinfectant water, and smelled clean.

She put the shirt on.

……

When Zhou Dayuan sat back on the chair, the bathroom door opened and Jane walked out.

The woman was tall and tall, a meter and seven or so. She would have an ol style in a white shirt that covered her buttocks. The two jade legs were eye-catching and long and straight, like a supermodel for the T-shirt.

Zhou Dayuan looked at her a few times and did not look away.

When Jane saw him still sitting, the heartache in his eyes spilled out. “Do you want to tidy up the information? Go to bed in the shower and tidy up tomorrow. ”

Zhou Dayuan retracted his gaze and glanced at the information at hand. "Go to sleep first, I'll sort it out later. ”

Jane lifted her foot and stood beside him. The information was a surgery. A child's index finger was completely cut off by the blade. The surgery helped the child to sew the index finger wirelessly. The difficulty was high, and a little accidentally, she left a handicap.

“Why wireless stitching at first, we can wire first, wait for the patient's index finger to grow, then disconnect the wire, so that the difficulty is much reduced.” Jane said softly.

Hearing her talk, Zhou Dayuan raised her head. The woman's hair was wiped with a dry towel, but there was still wet water on it. Her hair was cluttered on her shoulder and very gentle.

Zhou Da's eyes relaxed. At this time, it looked like they were back in time. They lived together. She would have had a bit of a medical dispute with him.

He was obsessed with such simplicity.

Perhaps the reason he's been remembering her for the past 12 years is not only because they're in love, but also because of the dual medical empathy, meatbook and spiritual compatibility.

“If wired at first, then wire removal can be much more difficult and complicated than wireless surgery.” Zhou Dayuan reached out and hooked her cheeky hair to the back of her ear, preventing her from getting cold water, "Jane Qian, you don't have to worry about this. This is not your area of expertise, go to sleep. ”

Jane, listen to me, it doesn't taste good. He just answered her in a few words. He doesn't want to talk to her in detail. Can't he just look down on her?

A psychiatrist runs clinical medicine.

She knows how arrogant this man is in his bones.

She looked back and looked at him, and the dusk light distinguished the edges of his warm facial section, unusually handsome, even the lines on his jaw were like clouds of water.

He sat upright, his legs stacked in front of him, his legs didn't slip, and he didn't swing squarely. Sven was elegant, eccentric, and his eyebrows were fascinating.

He always looked like a warm jade, even if he was tired, even if he had a man's temper, but he could contain it.

Men are divided into several kinds, powerful like Lu Shaoming, iron like Zhou Yao, but rarely like him, talented.

There are too few men in this world.

No wonder those little girls like him.

I didn't see how he was going to hook up, so I fell in love with him.

Jane blushed and her apricot eyes swung over his face, "I'll go and make you a cup of tea. ”

He must also be sleepy, making him a cup of tea to wake up and sleep.

Zhou Dayuan's eyes were adorned with little diamonds. Wen Soft Sven smiled. The sound line was low and low, the cello sounded at night, and he said, "Thank you. ”

Jane replied in her heart, not hard.

She quickly turned around and went to the table next to her to make tea. Her heart was full of sweetness. What do you mean, respectful? Most likely they were.

……

Zhou Dayuan suddenly was not in the mood to read the information. He looked at the woman with his side eyes. The woman was a few steps away from him. The table was low. She was tall and bent over when making tea.

He didn't mean to, of course, read it and didn't have to explain it.

If she came out of the bathroom and turned around with a scent like nothing, he couldn't concentrate.

As she bends over, the broad white shirt becomes shorter, and she has a small white patterned basket inside which the little woman's surname is not lost.

Like her sexuality.

At this time, Jane made the tea and walked over, she explained softly, "The conditions are simple, make some tea at will, you will drink it. ”

Zhou Dayuan drew his long body closer to the seat. He stared at the woman with bright eyes. He did not speak.

Jane beamed a little, “What's wrong? ”

Zhou Dayuan glanced at his lips and opened his mouth. Sven's voice was a little mute. "I don't want to drink it now, I want to eat it. ”

“Want some? Are you hungry? I'll go out and see if there's anything to eat.” Jane turned around and walked towards the door.

But at that time, her slender wrist was snapped, not standing steady, and she was directly caught in the arms by a man, who sat on his lap.

The man was laughing, leisurely teasing her, "... you. ”

Jane's blood lit all over his chest with her hands against his chest, which made him understand what he was saying.

She struggled, hands and feet and tried to get out of his arms, but it didn't work. A man with a big hand clamping her arm and a hand holding her waist, then a man in Sven, the force was enough, and she couldn't get away.

She was embarrassed, “Zhou Dayuan, let go, when did you... break? ”

Zhou Dayuan looked at her beautiful little face and put it together to kiss her lips. She avoided it. He didn't kiss her, but she was in a good mood to kiss her snowy neck. "I didn't understand before...”

“What?”

“Men aren't bad, women don't love.” He bit gently in her ear.

Jane, “...”

Two small fists hit him again and again. He laughed at himself and held her little almond face with his big hand. She could not refuse and kissed him deeply.

Jane was soft and her mind was fighting, but the movement preceded her thinking, she shook her hand, took off his orbit, then closed her eyes and snagged his neck to respond.

The two men kissed and couldn't say how intense they were, but they must have been the most Zen, like that crossed neck of Faithful.

Then the knocking sounded, "Dr. Chow.” It's that little Miaojiang girl.

Jane Jin recovered her senses and pushed him away with her hands on his shoulder. The two professions were doctors, sacred and ungrateful. If someone saw them not sleeping at 3: 00 or 4: 00 in the morning, she looked in his arms, would she still be human?

“Someone.”

“If you want me to open the door, there must be some reason to open the door. ”

Those two words spewed out of his mouth lightly, special peacekeeping, crisp in the eardrum, like electricity running, I never dared to think that he had such ripe and squeaky times before.

“Zhou Dayuan...” she called him.