My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Lu Shaoming was driving, he looked at his watch, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

There are no more vehicles on the street, only a couple of couples can be seen by the side of the road, hugging together and running in the direction of the hotel.

He glanced at the front passenger seat, the little woman fell asleep, and curled up in the seat like a kitten. She was covered with his black coat, only showing a small face that had not retreated.

Lu Shaoming raised the corners of his lips, his eyes and eyes satisfied and warm.

The Bentley car stopped outside the Ningjia villa, Lu Shaoming got out of the car, opened the door of the front passenger seat, and bent over to carry the little woman out.

He rang the doorbell.

Someone soon came out of the villa. It was Ning Zhenguo wearing a pajamas. Ning Zhenguo opened the door and saw Lu Shaoming stunned. "Shaoming, why are you and Qingqing coming back so late, come in quickly."

Lu Shaoming walked in holding Ning Qing.

The warmth and warmth of the home came from the paved surface in the villa, and a dim yellow wall lamp was lit in the living room.

At this time, Yue Wanqing put on a piece of clothing and came down the stairs. "Shao Ming, why are you so late? Qingqing called me three or four hours ago and hung up again. I was still worried."

Because it was early in the morning, talking to each other was squealing, giving birth to a lot of warmth in such an environment.

Lu Shaoming chuckled softly, "Dad, mom, I'm taking Ning Qing out for a holiday today. The phone may have been unintentionally dialed, and it was hung up again. Don't worry."

Yue Wanqing nodded, and she looked at the sleeping Ning Qing, "Qing Qing, is this asleep, Shao Ming, please hold Qing Qing upstairs, it's too late, let's go to sleep."

"Good." Lu Shaoming hugged Ning Qing and went upstairs.

When she entered the room, her room was still in her memory, and she was very feminine. She bent over and placed her on the soft bed. The little woman rolled over and rolled to sleep on the bed without opening her eyes.

Lu Shaoming saw that there was a baby cradle bed beside the bed, light yellow wood paint, light blue quilt, and a mosquito net was hanging on it.

No need to think, it must be his son Lu Jinwen.

Xiao Jinwen was not in the crib, Ning Qing was not at home, Yue Wanqing hugged and went to sleep.

His big, contoured hands climbed onto the crib, and suddenly he wanted to hug his son.

But Xiao Jinwen is estimated to be sleeping.

At this time, a cry of "wow ..." came, and Xiao Jinwen woke up in the next room.

Lu Shaoming stood up straight and walked towards the door. At this moment, he happened to meet Yue Wanqing and hug Xiao Jinwen. "Shao Ming, Xiao Jinwen is probably hungry. You ask Qingqing to feed him."

"Okay." Lu Shaoming embraced Xiao Jinwen from Yue Wanqing.

For almost six months, Xiao Jinwen became more and more handsome. His skin was as white and tender as egg white, and a thin goose-yellow blanket wrapped his soft body. At this moment, he closed his eyes and cried, The voice was so loud that the little arms and calves fluttered in the air.

Lu Shaoming's eyes were tender, and he leaned down and kissed his son's face, "Xiao Jinwen, knowing Dad is here, so crying to be coquettish?"

Xiao Jinwen ignored and continued to cry.

He kicked off the blanket with his two calves and kept kicking Dad's stronger arm. He protested. Dad was full, but he was hungry.

Yue Wanqing watched the warm scene of the father and son and closed the door with relief.

Lu Shaoming hugged Xiao Jinwen on the bed. The little woman was sleeping soundly and could not hear her son's cry.

Lu Shaoming propped up on the bed with one hand and leaned over to peck the little woman's face. "Mrs. Wake up, wake up later, sleep, son cry."

Ning Qing was awoken by a kiss. She was really tired, she was weak, and opened her eyes stupidly to hear her son's loud cry. She hurriedly opened her voice with the husky and new mother in her voice. Soft, "Xiao Jinwen, what's wrong with you? Xiao Jinwen doesn't cry, does she want to eat?"

When Xiao Jinwen heard Ma Ma's voice, she quickly turned her head and it turned out that the baby less than six months stopped crying, a small mouth poured down, and looked at Ma Ma with a twitch.

Ten thousand grievances.

Ning Qing's heart was crying by her son, she coaxed softly, "Xiao Jinwen, don't cry, it's all bad ..."

I heard the little woman so sweetly soured her son Lu Shaoming to frown for a while. His son has not been taught to be coquettish for such education?

Besides, why didn't she talk to him like that?

Lu Shaoming embraced Xiao Jinwen into the woman's arms, and then pulled the quilt on her body, "Well, don't coax, Mom said Xiao Jinwen is hungry, you feed him Nai."

Where can Ning Qing give the man a good look at this time, her pair of watery autumn pupils gave him a stern glance, reached out and patted his big hand, "What? Have something to say, don't move your hands. Turn!"

There was a light on the bedside of the bed. Her wave of three thousand green silk was lying on the bed in a mess. The small face with large palms and pink cheeks, and the pink eyebrows were still dyed red. appearance.

Lu Shaoming watched the throat knot rolling, and reluctantly, he got up, wiped his trousers pocket with both hands, and turned around.

Know she's shy.

The son was crying and didn't bother her.

There was a soothing voice behind him, and then, "wow ..." Xiao Jinwen cried again, this time more fiercely than the last time.

Lu Shaoming turned quickly, his son was crying, and the little woman began to cry, and the crystal tears fell down.

Lu Shaoming was panicked and distressed, kneeling on the bed with long legs, wiping Xiao Jinwen's tears with a big hand, and touching her little face again, "Mrs., what's wrong, isn't it Hi Nai? Speak quickly."

Ning Qing bit her powder lip with fine white teeth and glared at him with watery tears. "Asshole! Go and give Xiao Jinwen milk powder."

Lu Shaoming lags for a few seconds before he reacts. The son is so hungry that he licks the corner of the blanket with his little tongue. His low-alcoholic voice with a pet of regret, "Sorry, Xiao Jinwen, Dad is out of control for a while, Robbed your food, dad will remember to keep you a little bit more than next time. "

Ning Qing, "..."

Lu Shaoming got out of bed, he found the bottle on the counter, and poured water into the bottle. He touched the bottle with his big hand and felt that the water temperature was right. He picked up the milk powder.

There is a description on the back of the milk powder, he glanced at the instructions, and then washed four scoops of milk powder into it according to the water rise and shake it away.

He turned back to the bed, holding the baby bottle in one hand, holding Xiao Jinwen in one arm, softly protecting Xiao Jinwen in his arm, and stuffing the **** into Xiao Jinwen's small mouth.

Xiao Jinwen sniffed away immediately.

Ning Qing lay in bed, she had stopped crying, and she was completely ashamed to cry just now, and the man didn't have any exercise.

Still wanting to sleep, she narrowed her eyes and saw the man holding the child in his eyes. He was so tall that he stood against the light.

The shirt and trousers on his body were already wrinkled, and the space in the compartment was small, and he could not help but toss, but this did not affect the charm of the man. His hot and powerful breathing seemed to sway on her skin, and the man frowned and licked his tongue Lips, and occasionally open eyes, look at you with a mature man's eyes.

Evil charm, wild.

He also asked her if she could do it.

Pooh!

Ning Qing still hated itching, hated that she had no strength and no IQ to get him ridiculed, but her eyes still stopped on him. He looked really charming when he held Xiao Jinwen as his father.

He shouldn't have washed the milk powder, but he wasn't flustered at all, the water temperature, a few spoonfuls of milk powder, he was flowing, calm and calm.

This is the wisdom of a man.

Everywhere in his life he reveals admirable wisdom.

At this moment, he looked down at Xiao Jinwen, and he could see his love for Xiao Jinwen. He hooked the corners of his lips, his eyebrows focused and soft.

Xiao Jinwen drank his milk quickly, and his belly was tumbling. He stopped crying. He pushed his pacifier out of his tongue. He took a pair of bright grape-like eyes and looked curiously at his father.

"Gee, giggles ..." Xiao Jinwen grinned toothlessly, as if it was my father Biya.

Dad than dad, why haven't you come to see me for so long?

Lu Shaoming put the bottle back on the counter with his arms raised, and patted him with a big hand around Xiao Jinwen ’s small back. Why did Ma go out so late? We went to make Xiao Jinwen a little sister. "

Xiao Jinwen: T-T, I can't chat happily.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a coquettish voice behind him, "Lu Shaoming!"

Lu Shaoming looked back at her, and the little woman on the bed was glaring at him, which meant-just stop, lest you teach the child badly.

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows in a good mood.

At this moment he felt that his sleeves were wet, and he felt uncomfortable.

Xiaojinwen looked away, the goose yellow blanket on his arm was soaked, and the wetness penetrated into the sleeves of his shirt.

Xiao Jin urinates.

Lu Shaoming twitched and looked at it with a sharp look. Xiao Jinwen was quiet. He looked at his dad with a pair of particularly innocent eyes. He was saying, Dad, I made a mistake, but forgive me.

Ning Qing laughed, deserved, let him mad, let his son pee him.

Lu Shaoming turned back to the bed, put Xiao Jinwen on the bed, and stretched out his blanket to carry his little body out. A crisp slap patted his little pp.

Ning Qing glanced quickly, "Lu Shaoming, what are you doing to hit your son?"

Lu Shaoming lifted his eyes, and the sharp outlines of the five senses smiled a bit, and he knelt on the bed with his long legs, raised his hand to the woman's delicate face, and patted it a few times.

Ning Qing was blushed by this swaying move, and raised his hand to push him away. He was angry, "Go away! Xiao Jinwen's clothes are in Mom's room. You go knock on the door and borrow a shirt from your dad. Go Take a shower in the bathroom. "

Know that he is clean and has not been **** by his son.

He must change his shirt.

Lu Shaoming didn't speak again, fearing that his son was wet with cold and cold, he walked out of the room.

Soon, he returned with Xiao Lu Shao's clothes and a gray shirt in his hand.

Ning Qing was trapped and buried her body in a warm quilt. When she raised her eyes, he saw that he changed clothes for Xiao Jinwen. She didn't have to worry. The man's movement was very soft.

After a while, a soft, fragrant dumpling was stuffed into her arms, and looking down, Xiao Jinwen had fallen asleep comfortably in her father's movements, and her mouth was still sparkling with bubbles.