My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing's face was crimson, and two long rows of butterfly-like cicada-like slender eyelashes fluttered wildly. "What do you do?"

She hadn't even thought about him just now, but now he has to make inroads.

But the two calves were soft, and a current passed through the nerve endings. His hot temperature remained in the palm of his hand, which burned her skin.

This man, she didn't talk to him at the table, nor did he know where he came from?

One word, cesium!

Two words, too cesium!

"Mrs., kiss my mouth." Hooked by her, her sweet and soft breath lingered around her nose, Lu Shaoming narrowed her eyes narrowly, and Yayi gave her a glance.

Ning Qing couldn't stand his eyes at the moment. The solemn and serious man narrowed his eyes, and the lines of the corners of the eyes were rippling with wind, and the mature man's square waves.

"Qing Qing." Yue Wanqing's voice sounded suddenly.

Ning Qing was startled, and quickly retreated from his neck. Her ears were red now, and her mother saw her kissing the man!

Alas, I really don't want to live.

Yue Wanqing walked in front of the two of them. She gave Ning Qing a strange look. "Qing Qing, Shao Ming is busy at work. You haven't seen the secretary waiting beside him. Besides, this is the hotel entrance. You have to divide the occasion. Shao Ming is so ignorant. "

"Mom, how can it be?" Ning Qing twisted her small body. How did the mother describe her as a cesium girl? The kiss was requested by Lu Shaoming, but she was just carrying it out.

"This child!" Yue Wanqing drowned.

She could see clearly just now that her daughter was lifting her toes and hooking up on the son-in-law's neck. The son-in-law's look was so cool.

Hey, why are young people doing this now?

"Mom," Lu Shaoming smiled and changed the subject. He was afraid that his mother-in-law would continue. His little wife would be annoyed. "The doctor said that you could be discharged from the hospital. I want to take you home tomorrow. You will move in with us."

Yue Wanqing disagrees, "I like to be quiet, or I won't live with your young people anymore."

"Mom, why, you live with us, I will take care of you." Ning Qing twisted her eyebrows.

"Mom is not old and does not need you to take care of me. Besides, you have work to do, I am constrained to live with you. If you are interested, find a house for Mom and wait until Qingqing has a child. Mom will concentrate Bring grandson. "

Mom's attitude is very persistent, and Ning Qing can't beat her. Ning Qing's eyes are a little bit red. Mom doesn't know how many years she can live, and now she insists on living alone.

Isn't it good to live with her, can't I understand my mother's mind?

Also, who wants to have children with Lu Shaoming?

He wants beauty.

She's only 20 this year.

Lu Shaoming put his hand around Ning Qing's shoulder and said, "Okay, mom, I'll find a house near our house and hire a babysitter. Ning Qing, my mother will be close to us, just a few steps away, so don't Are you sad? "

"Well." Ning Qing nodded sadly.

Yue Wanqing slept in the hospital at night. Lu Shaoming went to the company and never returned. Ning Qing sat on the sofa in the villa's living room and read the book.

"Ma'am, sir will probably be back in a little while. Now it's cold, go back to your room and go to bed," Zhang Yan said.

Ning Qing looked at his watch. It was ten o'clock. "Zhang Ye, go to bed first. I'll wait for him."

Zhang Huan didn't insist anymore and returned to the room.

Ning Qing replaced the lamp in the living room with an orange one. She found a comfortable place on the sofa to lie down, and watched the drowsiness of the platform hit her. She closed her eyes slowly.

Lu Shaoming drove back half an hour later and parked Bentley in the garage. He opened the villa door and walked in.

The orange light in the living room exuded a layer of dim warmth. The girl was covered with a red blanket, her fair little face penetrated into the blanket like a lazy kitten, and three thousand blue silk slumped from the sofa.

Quiet and beautiful.

Lu Shaoming's face showed thousands of tender feelings, put his briefcase on the coffee table, he squatted down, and threw the **** the carpet, Taiben, to pick it up.

Looking at the girl up close, her skin is so tender that she can scoop out water, just like the egg whites that have just been removed from the shell. She is beaking while she is sleeping, and she looks very cute.

Standing up and bending down, he hugged her horizontally and walked towards the room.

Ning Qing awoke in his arms, opened his sleepy eyes, and in front of him was his handsome face. Ning Qing reached out and hugged his neck, his cool little face straight into his wide arms, "Shao Ming, are you back?"

"Well," Lu Shaoming leaned down and kissed her forehead. She was so fragrant, smelling of a milk shower gel, "Isn't it cold to sleep on the sofa, next time you go to bed yourself, don't wait for me."

"No, I want to wait for you to come back." Ning Qing was still awake, talking with the girl's crispness, Lu Shaoming's throat rolled.

"Shao Ming, have you had dinner? Would you like to have supper? I will help you prepare."

Lu Shaoming watched the girl sleepy and couldn't even open her eyes, and smiled coddly, "I'm not hungry, you keep sleeping, I'll hug you back to the room."

The final shooting of "Fengchen" returned to T city. This day, Wang Dao paid everyone a reward, and Ning Qing got a card.

"Ning Qing, I've got my salary. There is no show today. Let's go shopping." Xiao Zhou suggested.

"Okay." Ning Qing nodded and agreed.

When the two girls came to the mall, Xiao Zhou asked Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, this is the first bucket of gold in your life. Tell me honestly, you have money, what do you want to buy, and who do you want to buy it for?"

Ning Qing didn't answer, but she stopped in front of a men's clothing store.

"Ouch," Xiao Zhou chuckled, "Ning Qing, you have a good relationship with Lu Shao. When you have the money, you first think of him and want to buy him clothes."

Ning Qing blushed. She didn't speak and lifted her foot into the men's clothing store.

They realized now that she had never bought him anything, and now that she was rich, she wanted to buy him a dress.

"Miss, what style of menswear do you want to buy?" The shopping guide welcomed them warmly.

Ning Qing looked around. She hasn't decided what to buy yet. Lu Shaoming's clothes are custom-made by hand. International brands will be embarrassed if she doesn't buy well.

"Miss, what's your boyfriend's height and body shape, you can tell me, I'll help you check it for reference."

"Haha," Xiao Zhou was teasing. "Ning Qing, they asked Lu Shao's height and figure. What kind of image does Lu Shao have in your heart? You talk about it."

Ning Qing glanced back at Xiao Monday, meaning-don't bother.

But the shopping guide looked at Ning Qing with a pair of very frank and enthusiastic eyes, and waited for her answer. Ning Qing had to bite her lower lip with fine fresh shell-like teeth, and hesitantly stretched out a small white finger and pointed at the body. Aside.

Xiao Zhou burst into laughter, and Ning Qing pointed to a male model by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The shopping guide also knows in seconds. "Miss, since your boyfriend is so good, then he must be suitable for all the fashion in our store. What style do you like?"

Ning Qing's face was hot, this little week, she knew to laugh at her.

What style?

Ning Qing looked at the row of shirts and suits. She saw a dark gray shirt. A man like him is actually very suitable for dark-colored clothes.

Ning Qing walked over without touching his shirt.

At this time, the store door was pushed open, and a shadow came in. The man took off the sunglasses on his eyes. Looking at it on Monday, it turned out to be Ning Yao.

"Sister, why are you so coincident, you also come to buy clothes?" Ning Yao said in surprise when he saw Ning Qing, "How do you buy menswear, sister, have you made a boyfriend recently?"

"Huh, Ning Qing, I said that some people were just cheeky and were released from the police station. The scandal has not subsided yet, and some people dare to walk out? Who is this sister talking to? Ning Qing But I don't know shameless people. "Xiao Zhou said beforehand.

"You!" When Ning Yao heard it, her delicate makeup quickly distorted.

"Forget Xiao Zhou," Ning Qing glanced at Ning Yao coldly, and did not intend to ignore her. She asked the guide buyer, "How much is this shirt?"

"Miss, hello, this shirt is custom-made by hand, there is only one in the store, and the price is 70,000."

"Wow, sister, is this the shirt you like? I also like it when I look at it, it is very suitable for Junxi, or would you give me this dress?" Ning Yao came to grab it.

"Why should I let you? Come first and then come!" Xiao Zhou stared.

"Sister, why are you doing this? Shopping guide, I bought this dress at double the price and packed it for me."

Shopping guides are difficult.

Xiao Zhou wants to talk. Ning Qing stopped her by taking a step. She took a step forward, and the beautiful lips were half-hook, with a clear voice, "Yao Yao, are you fighting for money with me? Well, I just paid for it , I bought this dress for 500,000 yuan. "

500000?

Xiao Zhou opened his mouth wide and bought a shirt originally worth only 70,000 for 500,000, which is too wasteful!

Xiao Zhou looked suspiciously at Ning Qing. What happened to Ning Qing, she had never done anything so irrational.

A proud smile on Ning Yao's face, "Oh, sister, are you richer than me? Your card is your emolument, but the card in my hand is given to me by Junxi, unlimited overdraft. Is it 500,000? 800,000. "

"900,000." Ning Qing shouted the price.

"1 million." Ning Yao blinked without blinking.

"Okay, the deal." Ning Qing finalized. "Shopping guide, pack this dress to this lady for 1 million yuan, I don't want to."

Ning Yao quickly realized that she had been fooled, and Ning Qing deliberately treated her as an injustice.

The shopping guide was very happy. She sold 1 million shirts for 70,000 shirts. It was a pie falling from the sky. She could get a lot of commission.

The shopping guide quickly packed the shirt and handed the bag to Ning Yao. "Miss, 1 million, is it a credit card? Thank you."