My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

A few strands of her beautiful hair fell on his healthy arm, itching and scratching.

Lu Shaoming looked at her lost and frustrated expression, and lowered his voice softly, "Who wants to rape you, say yes to me? It's safe here, you can't get drunk after taking a shower, what you need is to sleep."

"Tell you? Heh, tell you, can you help me? Help me, what do you want from me?" Ning Qing's emotions were a little broken, her body was uncomfortable, and her heart was still empty.

In this world, she only has her mother as a relative, and her mother is still lying in the hospital waiting for her to take care of her, so she has persisted in these three years no matter how hard or tired she is.

Three years ago, their mother and daughter were kicked out, and her college expenses became a problem.

She knew that Aunt Xu saw her downcast and regretted her marriage with Xu Junxi. She was pure in her bones and didn't want to ask for help, let alone in that situation.

But she had no choice, the persecution of reality made her have nowhere to escape, that day she went to Xu's family to beg for help with all her dignity and pride.

Xu Junxi didn't see her, but Aunt Xu saw her. She couldn't forget Aunt Xu's sour face. She said, "Hey, why do you want to spend our Xu family's money before entering the gate of my Xu family?"

She ran away.

She didn't want to join Beijing Film Studios, or the entertainment industry, but by chance, Xiao Zhou introduced her to play tricks, and she earned 2000 yuan in just one scene. She suddenly understood, oh, the entertainment industry is really the place to make money the fastest.

Although it was a stand-in scene for the heroine, she overcame her fear of heights and jumped from a high altitude.

She earned enough tuition fees, then rent, living expenses, and then her mother's medical expenses. She played tricks one after another, and the business of tricks was very hot. She knew that everyone in City T wanted to see her face, wanted to see her The face of No.1 Yuan after her downfall.

She never gave in, never gave up, and never will in the future, but now she is tired, her heart is very tired, and she is very tired.

Why did her life turn upside down, why did her parents get divorced, why did Ning Yao and Xu Junxi become like this?

why?

A warm liquid slid down her face. Before Ning Qing could wipe it off, she touched it with a big palm, "Why are you crying? I bullied you?"

Ning Qing knew that she was drunk, and the man's calloused thumb gently rubbed her face, causing ripples. His palm was generous and warm, which made her feel a little at ease.

A small hand held down the big palm, eyes lowered, listening to the sound of tears falling to the ground, "Are you doomed to lose?..." After a pause, he continued, "If you want to lose, I have to choose .Seeing that you are handsome, I would rather give you my body than being spoiled by those ugly and old men. I don’t need money tonight, but remember, I will sleep with you.”

Ning Qing raised her eyes as she spoke, tiptoed to hook Lu Shaoming's neck, and bravely kissed his thin lips.

Lu Shaoming still maintained the movement of supporting the wall with one arm, and was kissed by her, he did not close his eyes, his deep pupils quietly looked at the hot tears gushing from the corners of the girl's eyes, so hot, but so desperate.

She kissed very greenly, she should not have kissed much before, she rubbed against him twice with her soft and fragrant lips, she was so stupid that she couldn't even open her mouth and take a breath.

Lu Shaoming smiled, said nothing, picked her up by the waist with a healthy arm, walked out of the bathroom, and walked towards the big boat in the room.

The two rolled together, the girl choked out a low sob, pushed his strong chest and turned up, gnawing his face, cheeks and neck like a puppy.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes, his breathing was a little disordered, he rubbed her hair with a big palm, and asked hoarsely, "What's your name?"

Ning Qing stopped moving, her small head was buried in his neck, and when she blinked, two rows of slender and curly eyelashes brushed against his healthy, wheat-colored skin, "Ning Qing, Qing, the beauty of you."