My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing was mindful, took out the room card from her bag, inserted it, and opened the door of the hotel room.

She stepped in with one foot and groped on the wall with her little hand to turn on the light.

But at this time, a long and sturdy body struck behind her, her little hand was wrapped in a large palm, and after a while, the door was closed, and she was in the darkness and was ushered against the door.

The man's breath is too familiar, Ning Qing said, "Shao Ming ... 唔 ..."

Lu Shaoming looked down and kissed.

Ning Qing had no time to think about how to go back to meet Lu Shaoming, the boss of Daxing, and he was dizzy when he kissed him, which filled the precious and cold taste of him.

The two little hands climbed helplessly on his sturdy shoulders, and the high-grade cashmere velvet coat felt particularly comfortable and soft in the little hands, like the lips of a man.

He clasped her thin waist with one hand, this time not to talk to her within the range she could bear, but to kiss her skillfully and tenderly when she was nearing the limit.

The number of kisses between the two grew with each passing day, but every time he turned out a new trick, the gentleman became more and more petted.

She couldn't bear to press her **** her lips and teeth, tuned her wholeheartedly, absorbed her, and enjoyed her delicately.

After a long kiss, Ning Qing had collapsed in the man's arms. She was weak and panting, "Shao Ming, aren't you working?"

The man's voice was low and dumb, very magnetic and deceptive, and tingling in Ning Qing's ear for a while, "How does your heart-worn look make me work? Nothing is more important than my little wife, no work, Accompany you."

Ning Qing raised her pink lips. At this moment, a little bit of coquettishness was born in her heart, which he was accustomed to.

In fact, she was lonely, he wanted to mess with her.

This feels great.

She grabbed his shirt collar and squeaked coyly. "What little lady, how much am I younger than you? You are so meaty / hemp, you have a mental problem!"

"Oh, not ten years young? What should I call you, dear wife, baby Qingqing, honey ..."

Ning Qing's delicate back leaned against the door panel, and stretched out her hand to push him, breathing the breath of Orchid, most of which he couldn't stand his murmur, especially the "honey", with a little petting smile, pure British hair cavity, he was spit out by low alcohol, terribly!

I heard that he is proficient in many languages ​​and knowledgeable.

At the age of 20, she matured.

Such a stunning handsome man, she could not refuse.

Some reactions made her ashamed.

Who is Lu Shaoming? When she saw her trembling, she knew she couldn't stand it. Her tiny little hands seemed to tickle him. His wide body didn't move. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and rubbed her delicate face with one hand. Laughing, "I don't know what you're trying to do. We are husband and wife. You don't need to be comfortable. You want to feel uncomfortable, but you also torture me."

As soon as Ning Qing heard it, he raised his fist to punch him. "Lu Shaoming, who, who is uncomfortable?"

He didn't change his voice.

Lu Shaoming's eyes were very dark. The next second, the sky was spinning. Ning Qing was already carried by the man on his shoulder. He took her into the bedroom.

"Ning Qing, I've been sleeping on the sofa every month this month, do you really deserve it?"

Ning Qing's soft abdomen rested on his sturdy shoulder, a little uncomfortable, but a little more joy in his heart, he loved his charming appearance that opened the domineering president for a second.

She was thrown into a soft bed, and the man's body was overwhelmed.

"Ning Qing, tonight, okay?"

In one sentence it was so straightforward.

Ning Qing flinched in shock, quickly grabbed his turbulent palm, bumped and said, "Shao Ming, not today, I ... I'm inconvenient." Afraid that the man couldn't understand, Ning Qing whispered again "I'm here ... the cycle is here."

The man on his body froze for two seconds, then turned on the bedside lamp with a pop.

In the hazy yellow light, the contours of the man's lines were very tight, as if extremely bearable. His eyes were a bit red, and he didn't know when he pulled the tie around his neck, hanging loosely around his neck, wild and Charm.

He rarely showed such a look. When Qing Jun's cold and noble man wanted to eat ravioli, he was full of ravenous elegance.

Good skin.

"Really?"

Sure enough, she was covered with thin things.

Taking a deep breath, he rolled over from her in annoyance, lying flat on her side in discouragement.

After some distance, Ning Qing could feel his rough Karma's breath, her white hand pressed the sheet, and she stared at the crystal chandelier overhead for a few seconds.

It wasn't her arrogance, but she had a choppy heart in her heart.

If he knew the truth, would he still love her so much?

Ning Qing turned to her side, nestled in a man's arm like a kitten, and climbed his handsome face with a small hand. She kissed his jaw and said softly, "Shao Ming, after this cycle is over, I…"

The girl couldn't say shyly. Lu Shaoming turned to the side and rolled the girl down. He stared at her pair of autumn pupils who were overflowing with water and laughed, "This is what you said, I didn't force you. You made Promise, you have to deliver. "

"... Well." Ning Qing buried the delicate little face under the collar of his coat, and the white little earlobe was reddish.

Someday she will step out of this hurdle, if he will ...

Ning Qing dare not think.

She doesn't want to lose him!

Ning Qing stretched out two small hands around his neck. She didn't know whether it was intoxicating light or handsome handsome with sharp angles. She raised her eyes and kissed him.

But the man hid his head, Lu Shaoming smiled unclearly, "Ning Qing, is there really nothing to confess to me?"

She is so abnormal.

"Yes," Ning Qing smiled lazily, "Lu Shaoming, I like you."

She kissed him.

Lu Shaoming didn't close his eyes, he opened his eyes and watched the girl shyly shake two rows of long eyelashes, and kissed him slowly. Her lips were thin and pink, and her cheeks were full.

The more you look, the more beautiful you are.

A big palm rested her neck, and he supported her to hang on his neck.

Another long kiss was over. Looking at the girl's slightly red and swollen lips, Lu Shaoming was a little lame. He reached out and lifted her hem, and the large palm covered with thin cocoons circled on her flat and smooth abdomen.

"I heard that women will feel pain during the physiological cycle. Is it comfortable? Or do I have to prepare some brown sugar water for you?" The room was quiet. His low voice was extremely soft, holding her in his arms, like a couple. The intimacy between them murmured.