My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing didn't know what to say. Kong Yang had already said that he didn't ask for anything in return, so if she said more, it would appear hypocritical and heartless.

Perhaps what Kong Yang needs most is time.

"Okay, Kong Yang, thank you today, I'm going back to school now, byebye."

Kong Yang didn't dare to say anything about sending her back to school, for fear of arousing her resentment. In his understanding, Ning Qing was a straightforward and decisive girl, so she definitely didn't like him stalking her.

He handed the umbrella in his hand to Ning Qing, "It's raining heavily now, take the umbrella."

"No need, the school is very close here, and you need an umbrella even more, so I'll go first." Before Kong Yang could react, Ning Qing pulled her calf and ran away.

……

Ning Qing was walking on the street. There are many shops here. She walked under the eaves to avoid the rain.

She couldn't accept Kong Yang's kindness and gave him hope. Although he said that it would be good to keep silent, but in her opinion, accepting a kindness without return was taking advantage of her.

She can't use Kong Yang.

While walking, the mobile phone in the bag rang. I took out the mobile phone to check, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.

"Hi, hello..." Ning Qing picked up the phone.

"Hi, hello, are you Ms. Ning? I heard that my watch was left with you. If it's convenient for you, I'll come and get it." The male voice was soft and sweet, very magnetic.

Ning Qing was stunned, and cried out in her heart, she was really afraid of something.

"That...it's not convenient for me. The watch is...at school, and I'm outside right now." Ning Qing made an excuse.

"Outside? Which road are you on?"

Ning Qing thought he didn't believe her, so she didn't think much about it. She raised her eyes and looked at the street sign in front of her, and she gave the name of the road, "I'm on Sanbao Road, let's call you another day, it's convenient for me to call you."

The other side didn't answer right away, and was silent for about 2 minutes. Ning Qing was a little uneasy. After all, she broke his watch, and she felt guilty.

"Hello, sir..."

At this time, a "beep" car horn sounded in her ears, and Ning Qing looked sideways, and there was a black Cayenne parked beside her.

The car window slid down slowly, revealing a very handsome face. The man's silhouette was like a sculpture, with firm lines clearly defined, crimson lightly pursed lips, deep and silent black pupils...

Ning Qing's head exploded with a "boom", and the memories of that night in the hotel room flooded in like a flood. She remembered the time when she seduced him and kissed him proactively.

That feeling... made her face feel hot.

Compared to Ning Qing's sluggishness and embarrassment, Lu Shaoming in the car was dignified and calm. He pressed the steering wheel with one big palm, and raised his phone with the other hand, "Miss Ning, hello."

Hello?

She is really bad.

Ning Qing stood still, holding the phone tightly in her small hands. The sky was still drizzling, and she was wet all over. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know how embarrassed she was.

"Hello..." Ning Qing tried her best to organize her words, "I really put the watch in the school dormitory, I..."

"Get in the car, I'll take you back to school." Lu Shaoming lifted his thin lips, his expression calm, and he spoke gently.

Ning Qing finally knew that she dug a hole and buried herself. What should she do now? Can she refuse to go back to school?

After hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, Ning Qing stepped forward, opened the rear door, and got in.

……

After she got in, she became more and more embarrassed. This car had a low-key but luxurious interior. Her clothes were all wet, and if she sat down, her pants would wet his seat.

She wanted to say to get out of the car, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man in the driver's seat close the windows and turn on the air conditioner, and her slightly cold body immediately felt comfortable warmth.

The black shirt sleeves of his arms are half rolled up, exposing his strong wheat-colored forearms, and his big palms with well-defined knuckles are pressed on the steering wheel, turning, moving forward, and humming in one breath...

For some men, one detail shows their superior family education and self-cultivation, and the same action shows that he is a mature, successful and charming man.