My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing listened quietly. Without answering, she retracted her small hand and put it on her lower abdomen. The long and long eyelashes like butterfly cicadas drooped quietly and drank the water fed by Yin Shuiling.

A glass of water soon emptied. She had a fever of 41 degrees and was very dehydrated.

"Ning Qing, do you want to drink?"

Ning Qing shook her head, with a hoarse voice in her weak voice, "Don't drink ... Shui Ling, I'll sleep for a while."

"OK." Yin Shuiling laid Ning Qing down and covered her with a quilt.

Her little soft body curled up in the quilt, sleeping with her back to her back, Yin Shuiling looked at her heartache for a while, she woke up without crying or making noises, she didn't even say a word, she hid all her sadness and discomfort In my heart, I became very silent.

She has always been cheerful and optimistic, and now she is really sad.

"Ning Qing, I'll cook porridge for you. You sleep a little longer. The porridge is fine. I'll tell you to eat."

Ning Qing did not respond.

Yin Shuiling reached out and touched her little head, and lifted her foot out of the room.

When the room was quiet, Ning Qing slowly opened her eyes. She reached out and touched the pillow on the other side, and slowly brought her little head together. There was no smell of him on the pillow.

He has never slept in the bedroom of the Lu family.

Suddenly I remembered that I was busy in the Banxuan Villa. He would come back very late. She was lying alone on the bed, nestled in a quilt. She always flushed his pillow in his arms with a flushed face. Meimei Sleeping.

On the pillow there would be a smell of cleanliness on him. She smelled and smelled like a puppy, like a poppy, and couldn't quit.

After smelling two, she could sleep peacefully.

Once he happened to be back, a big hand was pulling his tie, and when he saw her smelling his pillow, he immediately threw the car key in his hand, leaped over with a smile, and held her in his arms. "Mrs. What do you do, Put down the pillow and hit me. "

She was shy, covering her ears with two little hands and not listening, and punished him and rolled on him.

He hugged her soft waist, and the two were joking on the bed.

Those past are so sweet.

Ning Qing stared for a few seconds, then slowly sat up, lowered her eyes, pulled out the needle tube on her right hand, and she got out of bed.

Opening a door slit, someone was talking in the living room.

"Ma'am, I just found the address of the young master. The young master lived in the villa of Xiangquan Lake. The cold kite and the young master Zhou lived together." The old housekeeper whispered.

"Hey, my son does n’t know what to toss about. He ca n’t live well, so he has to move out. Is Da Yuan here? Yeah, I ’m relieved that he is with Shao Ming, although I I believe Shao Ming won't mess around outside, but the cold one, Qingqing knows that he will be uncomfortable in his heart. "

"Ma'am, it's weird that Master came back this time. What happened to him? Didn't Master tell you?"

"Dinghua wanted to talk last night, but Xiao Lu Shao kept crying. I coaxed him to sleep at night, and went to the company before dawn in the morning. Lu's left a big mess, and he is probably busy."

"Ma'am, what should we do now? My wife is sick, and my master looks like this ..."

Song Ya snorted quietly, "I will go to Xiangquanhu Villa to see Shao Ming in person, and I see what kind of famous man he is. Do n’t talk in front of your wife, let your wife raise her body first."

"Yes." The steward should go down.

Ning Qing saw the two chat for a while, but the housekeeper went out, Song Yajing went upstairs to see Xiao Lu Shao, Yin Shuiling was busy in the kitchen, and there was no one in the living room.

She turned back to the bedroom, walked to the closet, and took a suit out of it.

...

Song Yajing hugged Xiao Lu Shao to Ning Qing's bedroom, but no one was on the bed.

"Qing Qing, Qing Qing." Song Yajing went into the bath room and cloakroom and looked around. No one, the hanging bottle beside the bed and a large bottle of medicine were not finished, and the pulled needle dripped water on the carpet ...

"Qing Qing ..." Song Yajing jumped in her heart and ran out quickly. She asked the servant, "Did you see your wife?"

"Back Madam, no."

At this time, Yin Shuiling, holding a small porcelain bowl of green porridge, went upstairs. When she saw this, she asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"Qing Qing is gone."

"What? That's bad, Auntie, Ning Qing must go to Lu Shao."

...

Xiangquan Lake Villa.

Lu Shaoming, Zhou Dayuan and Leng Zhiyu sat at the table for breakfast.

Leng Zhiyu wore a short T-shirt with a black round neck and light blue skinny jeans below. This dress was thin in winter, but she did not feel cold. The large T-shirt collar revealed her two delicate and charming pieces. Clavicle, Uzer's hair **** a capable horsetail.

She is a Chinese-Australian mixed-race, one-meter-seven-five, with a very tall figure. Her most beautiful thing is a pair of eyes, which are as watery as the Chinese with a beautiful pupil. She has light gray eyes. Mi Li's charm is full of exotic charm.

No expression on her face, cold, "Lu Shao, have you found out who the indigenous people are from?"

Lu Shaoming held up the milk glass and took a sip. He shook his head politely and faintly. "Not yet."

Leng Zhiyu put down the knife and fork that cut the steak in her hand and hummed. She grew up in Hong Kong and generally speaks Cantonese. Now she has arrived in the Mainland and speaks awkward Mandarin. You can't do it, I said, I will call my team in Hong Kong. "

Lu Shaoming glanced at Leng Zhiyu. "Miss Leng, I would like to remind you again that this is the mainland, not your site, you need to calm down."

Leng Zhiyu greeted Lu Shaoming's sharp eyes, smirking, "Lu Shao is of course calm, because the person lying in the ward is not your brother now."

"Why, listen to Miss Leng's tone, as if you were very dissatisfied with me?"

"Of course I'm dissatisfied. Like Lu Shao, for a woman, a man who doesn't even need his life, I seriously doubt your IQ and ability."

Zhou Dayuan listened to the conversation between the two and slowly raised the corners of his lips. Sometimes he felt that the cold kite on the opposite side was still very cute, and she was the first person to dare to speak to Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and continued to cut steak with graceful movements. He looked calm and calm. "Miss Leng, get rid of your breath. Even if you are dissatisfied with me again, do you want to take revenge, or rely on me?"

"You!" Leng Zhiyan slaps herself on the dining table.

Zhou Dayuan is planning to eat poached eggs. This palm shakes the table and causes the milk in his milk glass to splash directly on the poached eggs. "..."

Lu Shaoming glanced at him side by side, and raised his eyebrows, which means-let you see a joke!

Zhou Dayuan, "..."

At this moment, Leng Zhijie stood up, and she pulled the restaurant around her neck and threw it directly to the ground. "Since that is the case, then I leave first."

She walked towards the door.

There were four bodyguards standing by the door. Lu Shaoming raised his eyes and glanced at them. The bodyguard immediately reached out to stop Leng Jie. "Miss Leng, you can't leave."

Leng Zhiyu glanced over, "Want to stop me?"

The bodyguard's arm was fastened by Leng Jie's lightning. With a click, her body fractured. The bodyguard hadn't responded yet. Leng Jie fell over her shoulder and knocked the bodyguard to the ground.

The other three bodyguards stepped on together. Leng Zhiyu had a long leg, and her legs were not inferior to a man. She was straight and long. Her tight, straight legs had a refreshing power, and she struck directly from the three bodyguards' chests.

A crowd of screams sounded, Zhou Dayuan looked back lightly and smiled, "These people's chests are broken when this leg goes down, and they start fast and hard."

Lu Shaoming frowned handsomely, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth with the restaurant, and slowly said, "Miss Leng, is it enough?"

Leng Zhiyu lowered her legs and stood straight. She was dressed in a short black T-shirt. The hips of the woman from the special agent were particularly warped. She went to Lu Shaoming with a small hand on his sturdy shoulder. , Leaned down and smiled, "Lu Shao, I didn't make enough trouble, what do you want, should you fight?"

The woman spoke slowly, word by word, and the contempt in her words was obvious. Zhou Dayuan couldn't help laughing.

Lu Shaoming frowned and glanced at him unhappyly.

Zhou Dayuan shrugged. "Shao Ming, she provoked you. Don't hesitate to fight."

Lu Shaoming has a headache, this one or two ...

He lowered his eyes, opened it again, and unconsciously touched the floor-to-ceiling window. A white figure was standing on the lawn outside the window.

Lu Shaoming Hitomi shrinks.

Ning Qing wore a white down jacket with a pink woolen cap on her head, her small and delicate face covered with a rigorous package, and it was very cold outside. There was a small cloud of white mist between her inhalation and exhalation. Spit out of her mouth.

She was standing on the lawn and looking at him.

Lu Shaoming then remembered that Leng Zhiyu's hand was still resting on his shoulder. He moved and avoided it calmly.

When I looked up again, the little figure outside the floor-to-ceiling window was gone.

Lu Shaoming sank, and got up from the chair. He bypassed the restaurant, walked into the living room, and looked out the window for several times, but the girl's disappearance was missing.

"Shao Ming, what are you looking for?" Zhou Dayuan asked.

"Nothing." Lu Shaoming responded uneasily, and was a little panicked. Actually, he didn't do anything, but Leng Zhiyu put it on his shoulder, and she saw it.

Afraid of her misunderstanding.

Just now, she was small, weak, standing alone and looking at him outside the window.

So quiet, silent and expressionless.

Lu Shaoming felt that his body was beginning to feel unwell again, and reasonedly told him that he should now stay away from her, but he had pulled out his long legs, reached the door, and reached out to open the door.

Did she come by herself and go back now?

Is there a car to take her?

He was worried.

Want to go out and see her, even if a back is peace of mind.

The door of the villa opened, but there was a man standing on the steps outside. Ning Qing, wearing a white down jacket, was standing outside the door.

Lu Shaoming froze and did not expect her to leave.

She was squinting her eyes, the long lashes of the two rows of butterfly cicadas hang down quietly, and two small green hands lay in front of her, twirling.