My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Lu Shaoming has no news.

Ning Qing looked back, and she looked at the living room. Jane was sitting on the sofa. She was holding a rattle in her hand and was teasing Xiao Jinwen.

Jane's small face covered by her hair is beautiful and beautiful. It can be seen that she likes her baby very much. These days, she loves Xiao Jinwen very much, and her eyes are full of motherhood.

Ning Qing stepped forward and sat beside Jian Jian. "Sister Jian, see you like Xiao Jinwen so much. Sister Jian should also work hard to have one."

The smile on the corner of Jane's mouth was stagnant, and she glanced at Ning Qing, jokingly, "I want to have one too, but I don't know who to have."

Ning Qing smiled with a frown, and lowered her voice, "Follow Dayuan."

Jane was stagnant again, glanced directly at Ning Qing, "Don't talk nonsense, I told him ..."

"Sister Jian, I can see it these days. Brother Da Yuan disappeared with Shao Ming. You can't reach him. You often hold your cell phone in a daze. Sister Jian, you dare to say that you didn't worry about Brother Da Yuan not thinking of him?"

Jane raised her hand to curl a strand of hair from her cheek to her ear, her face was a little red, because her mind was seen through by Ning Qing.

He told her in the car half a month ago that he would be away for a while. She was not assured. He didn't expect him to be gone, and it was half a month away.

She guessed that Lu Shao was dangerous. He followed Lu Shao, and it was probably dangerous.

For people like him, she knows best. Putting life-saving wounds in the first place has a heavy sense of mission.

She was afraid he had a ... accident.

Ning Qing looked at Jian Ye with a shy expression in her anxiety and thought it was very fun. Jian Jian is 31 this year, and she has been in love with Zhou Dayuan for six years. She is also experienced, but she is very shy and embarrassed now. Like a 20-year-old girl.

Everyone says that what a woman looks like is related to her man, Ning Qingxin.

Her man, Qingjun is cold and expensive, but it ’s too bad in private. She lied to her to get in the car half a month ago, took her to the top of the mountain, and knelt on the bed to slap her face. She could n’t help, and occasionally she liked to open one. Huang Qiang, she couldn't keep up with his rhythm at first, but she gradually understood.

She also went bad.

But Jian Ye doesn't. The 31-year-old woman still blushes and is very pure. This only shows that Zhou Dayuan didn't teach enough. He is not good at adjusting this aspect.

It was probably the culture and manner of his bones that made him unmarried and did not take advantage of other girls.

Ning Qing whispered with emotion, "Sister Jian, brother Da Yuan is such a good person. He loves you and you love him. Why aren't you two together? You are not young anymore, how many years in your life can I give you Go, don't Sister Jane want to have a home with Da Yuan and have a cute baby? "

Jane was silent, her long eyelashes fell down, showing a little sadness.

Ning Qing tried to persuade, but at that moment two lights flashed in her sight, and Ning Qing froze.

She slowly got up and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

A familiar Bentley parked outside the window.

Jian Yan also stood up, and she murmured, "Ning Qing, it's Lu Shao's car. Has Lu Shao returned?"

Is Shao Lu back?

Ning Qing also asked himself in his heart that it was his car!

Is he back?

She could not forgive him for one thousand to ten thousand in her heart, but when she learned that he was in danger, she could put down everything first, as long as he was peaceful.

After all, he is her husband and the man she loves.

He is also Xiao Jinwen's father.

When consciously, Ning Qing found that she had ran out of the villa door and stood under the cloister. She stared at the lawn stupidly. The man got out of the car, holding the car key in his right hand, and approached her.

That's right, it's him, Lu Shaoming.

He wore a white shirt, black trousers, and a tall, tall figure. The deep and sculpted lines outlined his handsome face, and the repaired neat corner lines were mature and dry.

Black shiny shoes stepped on the steps, he stood beside her.

Lu Shaoming looked at the stunned little woman in front of her. She looked at him, she didn't seem to believe, she was innocent and stupid.

He raised his hand, squeezed her full face, called her in a low voice, "Ning Qing."

Ning Qing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised her hand and fanned his face.

No fan, because her slender wrist was caught.

The man frowned and hooked at the corner of his mouth. "Still addicted? I haven't seen you for so long. I think you have itchy skin."

He buckled her into his arms.

Ning Qing couldn't breathe because he was holding him, struggling with both hands and feet, not letting him hold him, "Release!"

"Not loose, see how good you are with me." Lu Shaoming raised her eyebrows in a good mood, rubbing her curly hair with a big hand, and sniffering in her delicate soft neck.

"Really sweet. Madam, why are you so sweet?"

Ning Qing was anxious and angry. The man was made of iron. Two strong arms hugged her tightly in her arms. She couldn't move, and she hated so much that she opened her mouth and bit his chest.

The man was stiff, and his dumb voice was full of surnames, "Mrs. Where do you bite?"

After reminding him, Ning Qing only realized that she had bitten his chest, and her saliva got on his expensive shirt, which was a little wet, and he revealed.

Ning Qing's face flushed, and she didn't exert much force under her teeth. Because she was weak, she was sniffed by him and asked by his "fragrant" voice, bad man, bad.

She was forced into her arms, and her nose was full of the smell of him, Qing Ye exuded the smell of a healthy man, and a cold air at night, especially fascinated.

His arms were in memory, wide and warm, and his comfortable body temperature passed to her across the cloth, making her feel at ease.

Her small face was held by the two big palms of the man, and when he lifted his eyes, he fell into his bright black eyes, and he looked at her tenderly.

Ning Qing butterfly's cicada-like long eyelashes twitched twice and closed in a panic, because the man kissed him.

He kissed her eyes.

His soft, thin lips kissed her eyes with endless distress and pity.

Ning Qing was at a loss, two little hands slid tightly on the shirts around his waist, and the tears came down as soon as his cheeks became wet.

"Ma'am, don't cry, I'm back and I will never let you cry again."

Ning Qing's tears became more and more severe, and he went down and kissed her red lips deeply.

Ning Qing lifted her head with instinct and accepted his kiss. He kissed very gently, slowly attacking the city, and holding her to the utmost meditation.

It is a wonderful thing to kiss the beloved one. Ning Qing trembled from head to toe, her crystal toes curled up and kissed him.

After a long kiss ended, Lu Shaoming pressed his forehead against her forehead. The man's rough palm not only covered her small face, but his fingertips rubbed down her graceful pink neck. His lips were still on her red lips, and he closed her eyes and called her, "Mrs."

Ning Qing returned to her lost consciousness, twisted her head and tried to escape his big palm. Song Nuo's voice was Jiao Yan, "Who is your wife?"

Don't forgive him.

When he said she was his wife, she would.

When he said no, she was nothing.

She came so soon, so soon?

Humph!

Lu Shaoming opened her eyes and wanted to talk, but then the door of the villa was pushed open. "Shaoming, Shaoming, are you back?"

Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing ran out with emotion.

Ning Qing quickly pushed him away, Lu Shaoming stood upright and looked at his father-in-law, his mother-in-law. He called out, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Yue Wanqing held Xiao Jinwen in her arms, and her tears of excitement came out, "Shao Ming, what happened during this time, you have a series of accidents. Thankfully, God bless you every time you have good luck, hope you will be lucky every time. Don't go wrong, parents can't bear it. "

"Mom, don't worry, there won't be another time."

"That's good."

When Xiao Wanwen in Yue Wanqing's arms saw her father, she also giggled and smiled. His two white tender hands fluttered in the air, her body fell to Lu Shaoming, and her mouth uttered, "Hugging ... Hugging ..."

This quickly amused everyone, Yue Wanqing said, "Look, my grandmother has been taking this for so long. In the end, there is no daddy than her own relative. When Daddy comes back, my family Jin Jinwen wants her father to hug him."

Lu Shaoming stepped forward and embraced a fragrant, soft meat bag in his arms.

"Xiao Jinwen." He looked down and kissed his son.

Jane looked at the reunited family of five and was happy for them. At this moment, her cell phone rang and a text message came.

She opened it, Zhou Dayuan made it.

Where is it

Her heartbeat accelerated and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Then another text message came. I was outside the villa and came out

Jane looked up and looked out. Is he ... outside?

"Luo Shao, Ning Qing, uncle, aunt, congratulations on your family reunion. I still have something, so I'll leave first."

Ning Qing was reluctant to let her, Yue Wanqing also stayed, "Sister Jian, why don't you stay here for dinner."

"No, I'll go back first, and visit again next time." Jian Yan said goodbye.

The family stood by the door to bid farewell to Jane, and when Jane's figure disappeared, Yue Wanqing smiled, "Shao Ming, go, go home. Mom will go to the kitchen to cook two dishes to celebrate your return."

...

Yue Wanqing quickly prepared a table of dishes with all colors and aromas. The restaurant was lit with a dim light, and the family sat at the table for dinner.

Xiao Jinwen was sitting in his stroller, and Ning Qing made two plump pieces of rice to feed into his little mouth. The voice was soft and soft, "Xiao Jinwen, hemp, feed you two grains of rice. good to eat."

Xiao Jinwen's fluffy little hands were busy playing with the model of the plane in his car. He didn't look up, his toothless mouth moved twice, and babbled.

Ning Qing looked at his son's heart full, at this moment her head was wrapped in a big palm, "Let Xiao Jinwen play for a while, you eat first, and the rice will be cold later."

Lu Shaoming was talking to her.

Ning Qing turned her head, he was very close to her, her little face rubbed the collar of his straight white shirt, and she looked up, and she had a sweet and sour pork ribs in her bowl, which he clipped.

Ning Qing felt sweet, bowed her head, and obediently ate rice.

Yue Wanqing watched the couple so kindly and nodded with relief. "Qing Qing, Shao Ming, Xiao Jinwen saw his dad more happy than going home, and let him sleep with you tonight."