My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing raised his head in his arms, a small hand quietly climbed onto his handsome side face, beneath his soft fingertips was his sensible touch, and his eyes were bright and seductive.

“Idiot. ”

She spewed out two words in a soft way.

Really stupid.

This man.

Lu Shaoming's long, brush-like lashes quietly converged. His gaze fell on her tiny, shiny diamond lips. He whispered, “Sorry, ma'am. ”

I'm sorry for all the pain she's suffered for him.

I'm sorry he's not with her every sun and moon.

Ning Qing shook her head and closed her eyes gently. There were tears in her eyes. She lifted herself up and kissed his lips. “Lu Shaoming, in fact... you can tell me... it is not worth forgiving without accompanying me into the operating room. That is what you think... women are very comfortable, just say... love me..."

Lu Shaoming's big hand touched her little face and put a peak-like nose tip against her nose. He laughed, “Ma'am, I love you. ”

Ning Qing's heart was numb by this “I love you” shock. How deeply restrained he was, he wouldn't hang sweet words on his mouth.

She listens less.

So expect him to talk to her every day.

He loves her.

Ning Qing slim white fingers on his shirt collar, he kissed her, she endured shyness and wrapped her lips around his tongue, some asthma, her body tried to avoid his restless palms, she was shy and shocked, “Ming Ming, Xiaowen is...”

Lu Shaoming let her go a little, his voice hoarse, "My son is already asleep. ”

Ning Qing glanced at Xiao Jianwenguo and really fell asleep. So soft and small a bunch was nestled in the arms of Daddy and Ma, sleeping sweetly.

“How did Jane sleep? He hasn't showered yet...”

Ning Qing struggled, a little face was kind of burned out. He was making a scene. She was making a scene with him. How did they become parents? Let Little Jane Wen fall asleep...

Little Jane grew up with a lot of education.

It won't be ripe.

Ning Qing was going to take her son for a bath, but Xiao Jianwen was snatched away and placed on the side of the queen bed. Ning Qing shouted, her soft waist was snapped, but he took her into his arms.

Ning Qing messed up and looked up at his shirt and his shirt was chaotic. Those bright black eyes looked into her face and her eyes were stained with a scarlet affection.

Wild, confusing.

“Do what? I also have to take a bath with Jane Wen...” Ning Qing's face is red and his hands and feet are used together to get off his thighs.

The man refused, clamped her waist, chewed her ear softly, "When is this, and showered her son? Forget who you are. Serve your husband comfortably first. ”

What's he saying?

A 33-year-old man, jealous of his son.

“Lu Shaoming! ”

Lu Shaoming's deep eyebrows were swept open, her thin lips were affixed to her lip line. The tone should not laugh, “Ma'am, give me another daughter. ”

Ning Qing was stiff. Seriously, she had not really considered having a second child.

Two small hands against his English shoulder, he kissed her, she could only stand silently on her velvety neck, she muttered to him, “Mind you, I don't want to give birth yet... Xiao Jinwen is only 7 months old, my red wine has just started, I've been busy and messy lately, I don't have time..."

“When do you have time? Ma'am, I know how old your husband is this year. Good boy, give birth to another one. It's over. ”

He poked her soft in the heart.

He's 33 this year.

Even if he's pregnant this year, next year, he's 34.

He can't wait any longer.

Ning Qing softened and held his head with two small hands. He kissed his hard, cold, short hair. "Mmm. ”

Then let it go.

With it comes the birth.

Lu Shaoming was only happy with this. His palms pulled the belt between his waists, and his mouth became a jerk. "I haven't undressed for a long time, I'm not even familiar with it... madam, shout. ”

“What?” Ning Ching fainted.

“... husband.” He taught her.

Ning Qing refused. After all, he couldn't be bothered by a man. There was a little Jane Wen around him. Her skin was full of pink honey. She buried it around his neck. The shameful tone fell out of his lips. "Hubby...”

Her husband.

Time passes like a white colt, a month goes by.

Half a month away from the Wine Competition, today is the official entrance day for the competition.

Ning Qing came to the lobby to sign up and the staff greeted her warmly.

This month's "Lurker" successively created the myth of television, succeeded in becoming the hottest drama of the year, Ning Qing's name accompanied the drama to another peak, the wind is no different.

She was also known by the entire T-shirt family.

The staff walked in with Ning Qing to the registration room, “Ning Zheng, I didn't expect you to join us in our wine competition. This is really great. Ning Zheng's reputation is as good as ever. Which is bound to be half red with you? We need more light from Ning Zheng at this wine competition. ”

Ning Qing smiled, his delicate little face was soft and humble, “Where? Zhou's red wine contest has always been famous. On the day of the contest, I will invite not only the top privileged people from T city and the country to participate, but also professional judges from abroad to visit. I am in the light of your contest. ”

The long-time worker couldn't help but look at Ning Qing. He has heard that the legendary director in the entertainment industry is a wonderful man, and now it seems true.

Long song and good dance.

For the whole world.

No wonder the age of 23 had such remarkable achievements.

The staff handed the application form and pen to Ning Qing himself, and his attitude became more respectful. “Ning Gui, please sit down. Please fill out this application form. Our professional will be on your phone for specific matters...”

Staff member explained, Ning Qing listened carefully.

And then there was the sound, "Miss. ”

The staff quickly turned back, and he turned, "Miss. ”

Who can be called by these people besides Zhou Zhuo Lai? Ning Qing dropped the pen in her hand for about 2 months. It's been a long time since she has seen Zhou Zhuo Lai.

Ning Qing rose from the chair and turned his head.

Zhou Zhuolai walked under a crowd of people. Today, she wore a black suit. Her makeup on her face was a little thicker than it used to be. She also lost a lot of weight. Without the beauty of the past, her makeup could not cover the dust on her.

Zhou Zhuo Lai walked towards her.

Ning Qing looked closely at Zhou Zhuolai's legs. This month, she and Lu Shaoming were very fond of each other. He held his fingers in the bottom of the bed and let her curl her hair. When she was in her hair, she was also a little woman. He asked about Zhou Zhuolai's legs. She heard Zhou Zhuolai's legs were broken.

At first glance, can't you walk?

Zhou Zhuo Lai walked very slowly, not like a normal person, and she didn't wear high heels on her feet, but a pair of milky white flats that didn't match very well.

Once the enemy met, Ning Qing did not have red eyes. She straightened her beautiful waist. The generous model greeted her. "Long time no see, Miss Zhou. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai ticked a smile of kindness, "Mrs. Lu, long time no see. ”

Said she looked at the registration form on the table and looked at Ning Qing with a smile. "Why, Mrs. Lu is here to participate in our Zhou family's wine competition? ”

Ning Qing nodded, “Yes, Zhou's Red Wine Competition is well known. I've come to admire it. Miss Zhou, are you welcome? ”

“Of course you're welcome, it's just...” Zhou Zhuo Lei looks at the staff next to Ning Qing, “Manager Shi, what are our qualifications for the competition? ”

The staff member's expression was stiff, "This...”

Zhou Zhuolai handed the information to the assistant around him, and the arrogant chin showed some sharpness, "Manager Shi, if you don't remember your eligibility, you can come down from the manager's position. ”

The staff was frightened and sweaty and hurried, “Miss, Ning Gui, our qualification is that all athletes must have more than 10 years of breeding experience and must have their own original wine brand…”

Ning Qing's heart is full of joy, she has neither breeding experience nor red wine brand. Zhou Shulai, this is not allowed to enter the red wine competition?

Ning Qing did not speak and looked at Zhou Zhuo Lai with a smile.

Zhou Zhuo Lai looked at Ning Qing with an eye. “Mrs. Lu, I'm so sorry, obviously you don't meet both conditions, but Mrs. Lu and I are old knowledge. If you walk to me through the back door...”

Zhou Zhuo Lai stopped talking.

At this time, the assistant next to her said, “Sister, this must not happen. The red wine competition begins with fairness. If you open the first river for Mrs. Lu, not only will Zhou's reputation be damaged, but it will also involve Mrs. Lu. ”

“Well," Zhou Shulai nodded, “that makes sense. ”

Ning Qing glanced at the master and servant singing together, and she found Zhou Zhuolai much smarter.

In the past, she was arrogant, she liked the open knife, and after Tang Xueli, she did a lot of work in the capital. She put on a fair posture to clog her silence and play with the shadows.

Ning Qing lifted her hand and lifted the hair on her cheek. She braided her fishbones today, leaning over her left shoulder. She dropped a few strands of hair on her right cheek. She hooked a few strands when she hooked her hair. She left a strand of curved and tangled hair on her soft cheek, bright and bright.

“Miss Chow, that means we're done talking about this? ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai looked at her bright and delicate face. Her eyes were drawn deep and strong. She said, “Want to talk about it? Okay, Mrs. Lu, can I talk to you privately? ”

Ning Qing nodded happily, “Miss Zhou made an appointment and dared not go. ”

Two women went to the conference room, the staff muttered with the assistant beside them, "Miss, what's going on? That's the hot new name of the entertainment industry, Ning Qing. It's been red all day. If our competition and Ning Qi are on top of each other, isn't it a good thing to have fame? ”

Assistant scolds low, "What do you know? It is because she is Ning Qing that it is impossible for her to participate in the wine competition. You probably don't know about the holidays between the two of them. In just one sentence, red wine is Sister's territory. If Ning Qing is made famous again in the wine competition, she must not go mad. ”

Ning Qing walked into the conference room with Zhou Lai, “Miss Zhou, are you really not going to let me participate in the wine competition? ”