My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Being rejected by him, Ning Qing was a little embarrassed immediately.

At this time a male voice came from the other side of the phone. "It's rare that Lu Shao is willing to come to the banquet today. Ye Shuang, my youngest daughter can always adore Landless, Ye Shuang, go and pour Lu Shao."

So Ning Qing heard a very soft and timid female voice. It is estimated that she is young, twenty years old, a famous lady.

Ning Qing was totally at a loss.

"Anything else? If it's okay, I'll hang up and go to bed early," the man said at the end.

"Oh." Ning Qing, who returned to God, answered, and there was a busy tone of "dudu".

Yue Wanqing took the tableware and went to the table. She looked at her daughter and asked, "Qing Qing, Shao Ming coming back?"

Ning Qing turned around. If nothing happened, she raised her lips high. "Mom, Shao Ming is not coming back. He has entertainment outside."

Yue Wanqing didn't think about it and told him, "Men are most tired of socializing outside, Qing Qing, you go to bed late tonight, wait for Shao Ming. If he is drunk and you have finished sober soup for him, the entertainment must not eat anything. , Ask him if he is hungry, cook him a bowl of noodles. "

"Well!" Ning Qing nodded.

...

Ning Qing waited until ten o'clock in the evening. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room and reading a book. She had a two-day rest.

Then the door opened, and Lu Shaoming came in.

He was wearing a blue shirt, gray slim trousers, and no tie. The shirt was loosened with two buttons. The suit was casual, and the four buttons were handsome.

His eyes were still bright, and there was nothing drunk. He looked up at her in the living room, propped his hands on the porch, and put on slippers.

Ning Qing quickly got up and walked towards him, "Shao Ming, are you back?" She unbuttoned his suit button.

Lu Shaoming did not refuse, stood upright, looking at her delicate pink face, and asked, "Why aren't you still asleep? Are your grandma and mother asleep?"

"Well, grandma and mother are asleep, I'll wait for you." The living room was very quiet, just a dim yellow light, afraid of waking others up, Ning Qing lowered her voice, her voice was soft and soft, listening At night, the strings at the bottom of the wave were felt.

Lu Shaoming didn't hold back, so she looked at her more.

She was only at his chest, and he tipped his feet when he took off his suit. Her soft body brushed his shirt during the operation, and her smell was all in her nose.

"Shao Ming, did you drink?" She asked softly.

"Did not drink much." He frowned at her pajamas. The goose-yellow pajamas had a particularly large neckline, exposing her beautiful collarbone. The lantern sleeves were seven-pointed, covering only her forearms. The snow-white wrist was thin and thin.

Lu Shaoming smiled with a lip and didn't know what she meant. She usually only wore a cotton white shirt and was very conservative, but today she chose such a pajamas.

Perhaps he trusts him too much. Last night he said "don't touch her later" and she would wear it with confidence.

But the goose yellow really lined her skin, and the youthful and delicate image was only 16 years old.

Ning Qing pulled his suit in his arms, and a pair of beautiful and bright autumn pupils looked at him. "Shao Ming, you haven't drunk much wine, then I won't cook the sober soup, I will give you a bowl of noodles, OK? At home And dumplings, which one do you want to eat? "

Lu Shaoming didn't say a word, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at her with certainty.

Ning Qing blushed instantly. She took a shower tonight. She picked it in the closet for a long time, and finally picked this pajamas. Should he like it?

She knew what was wrong, and now admits it, she didn't want him to be cold.

How many women out there like him, she understands in the heart, that one on the phone, she has a little bit of vinegar, she doesn't like him to see other women.

She can also be beautifully dressed. The woman is the one who pleases herself. If he likes it, she can wear it every night.

As long as he is not angry.

The small white hand hooked a strand of hair on the cheek behind the ear, and Ning Qing squeezed her small white soft earlobe, looking shameless and helpless, "Shao Ming, what do you think I do?"

The suit in his arms was hooked by the man's two fingers, and his voice was flat and gentle, slightly reproaching, "Are you going to wear room pants, aren't you cold?"

The clear and charming breath around him suddenly lost, and the man has turned to the stairs, "I'm not hungry, you go to bed early, I have to go to work in the study."

Watching the man disappear before his eyes, Ning Qing couldn't relax from shock.

She ran to the entrance and looked at herself through the mirror. She turned around, yes, she was slender and beautiful.

So why doesn't he like it?

She deliberately asked the phrase "what do you think of me?" Shouldn't he answer "look at you pretty", and then she thought of him as "disgusting", he took her into her arms, and she had thought of all the lines.

But he asked her to return to the room to wear pants?

When did he get so confused?

Shit, shit, shit!

What exactly does he want?

She had already whispered to coax him. Last night he treated her like this, she wore so beautiful tonight, and for the first time put up so shamelessly. She was afraid that her mother or Zhang Huan would see it and sneak it just to please him.

She couldn't bear to ask the Yishuang thing, and asked him like a good wife to eat noodles or dumplings, but he left after taking a suit, regardless of her.

Huh, furious!

...

Ning Qing was really angry. She stumped several times in the porch, only to get upstairs, and wanted to go back to her room, but she turned around and took a small step to the door of the study.

I don't know how to coax this man, and I don't usually see him lose his temper. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to coax.

She stood by the door, stretched out her hand to reach the doorknob, and quietly opened the door.

Through a crack in the door, she saw a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath.

Lu Shaoming just took a bath, a pair of khaki slacks on his lower body, and a white shirt over his upper body, with only one button on the shirt, revealing his healthy wheat-colored skin.

His muscles are strong and strong, with a smooth flowing line. The six packs below are salivating.

His body is not the kind of perennial fitness barrier. He is full of expensive and delicate, without a piece of extra fat, wide shoulders and narrow waists, comparable to male models.

His hair was still wet, holding a towel in one hand and wiping his hair.

Ning Qing looked red-faced.

She could even feel the subtle tension that expanded on his waist and abdomen, very powerful.