Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

"There are centipedes!" Song Yingjie covers his face with one hand, and points to the slipper he has swung far away.

Ning Qing bent down and took out the centipede in his shoes. She blinked the autumn pupil and said with a smile, "are you talking about this?"

Song Yingjie fixed his eyes on it. It turned out to be a fake.

"You! It's you who did it

"Oh, that's what you said. I didn't admit it. I didn't know that our arrogant young master was afraid of centipedes. He was too timid. Ha ha." Ning Qing's smile is like a flower's merciless laugh at him.

Song Yingjie was so angry that he ran upstairs, "where's my aunt? I'm going to tell my aunt

The boy angrily passed by her side. At this time, Ning Qing fell to her side and was held by the servant, "madam, what's the matter with you?"

Song Yingjie turned his head and saw that the girl who was smiling like a flower just now was weak. She covered her stomach in pain and said to the servant, "quick, call your wife quickly. He said that young master Yingjie not only scared me with a fake centipede, but also hit me."

"Yes, ma'am." The servant turned to make a phone call.

"Hello, Hello, Hello," Song Yingjie's eyes widened. It was inconceivable that pranks had always been his patent, and now someone even robbed him? "Well, what do you mean? That centipede was clearly you who scared me, and I didn't bump into you. You not only told lies with your eyes open, but also the villain first reported it! "

Ning Qing also covered her stomach, but she showed a provocative smile to song Yingjie, "so what, in your eyes, I am not such a woman? Stinky boy, I want you to apologize for making fun of me so many times the other day. "

Song Yingjie snorted, haughtily lifted his chin and said, "you dream!"

Ning Qing immediately sat down on the sofa beside her. She lay down on her back and groaned in pain Call an ambulance Call ma'am and say murder... "

"Hey, come on, I'll tell you, don't throw your weight in front of me..."

"You apologize!"

Song Yingjie grabs a handful of his own hair in disorder. He is noisy. Only women and villains in the world are hard to support. "I'm sorry..."

Ning Qing quickly sat up from the sofa, "no need to call." She waved her hand to stop the servant, and then gracefully trimmed her disordered hair. She stood up and went to song Yingjie. She patted the boy on the shoulder with her little white hand. "Stinky boy, if you said sorry earlier, it would be OK. Don't be arrogant in front of me in the future?"

"You..."

"All right, don't say anything. Come and eat." Ning Qing waved her hand and went to the restaurant.

When did song Yingjie get this kind of anger, "I won't eat any more."

Ning Qing steps did not stop, "do not eat, I let the servant take your plate, you go hungry tonight."

Song Yingjie looked at the girl. She was already sitting on the chair. The servant brought the duck blood fans. The girl waved, "where should I send it? Young master Yingjie doesn't like it. Let me have a taste. "

"Yes, ma'am." The servant puts the duck blood vermicelli in front of Ning Qing.

Ning Qing took a sip of soup with a spoon, "Wow, it's delicious."

So song Yingjie helplessly watched the delicious food that had been prepared for him arrive in the girl's stomach. Seeing how fragrant she ate, he was just angry.

Song Yingjie's nose is crooked.

His professional prank for so many years, has not been surpassed, the girl has reached the limit that he can accept.

"Hello He has a bad tone.

Ning Qing ate a small mouthful of rice, did not look up, "this voice calls who? I have a name. It's OK not to call it by name, sister-in-law or sister-in-law. "

"Cut." Song Yingjie rolled his eyes, "while my aunt is not at home, is it appropriate for you to bully me with big bullying and small bullying?"

Ning Qing quickly stood up on hearing this, she patted her round belly, "Stinky boy, then you take advantage of your aunt at home, you bully a pregnant woman and a baby who hasn't been born, how do you fit in?"

Song Yingjie OK, you're smart. I'll Rubbed up the stairs.

At this time, the servant came to serve. Everyone liked the new wife, so he said a few sincere words: "madam, Yingjie youth has played several times, and every time it has made us miserable. I really haven't seen anyone who can control him, or his wife is powerful."

"That's," Ning Qing tasted another bite of duck blood fans, and instantly felt that life was better. "To punish the evil and promote the good, we should persist in fighting against the evil forces."

……

At night, song Yingjie was hungry. He walked around the room and played several games. He could not hold on until 11:00 p.m., so he threw his earphone and went downstairs to find food.

Just opened the door, a servant came with a plate. "Young master Yingjie, this is what the wife told us to prepare for you. The wife said that you should be so hungry that you can't help it."

Hungry enough?

Song Yingjie frowned. It was like what the girl said.

Take a look at the plate, a bowl of duck blood vermicelli, a small bowl of rice, and a meat and vegetable fried dishes.

"Young master Yingjie, today, my wife felt that there was not a taste after tasting the duck blood vermicelli that night, so my wife ordered us to add a seasoning.""Seasoning? What seasoning? "

"Fennel. My wife said that the addition of fennel will remind people of the flavor I missed when I was a child

Song Yingjie's chewing gum is stiff. Sometimes a person's heart is so easily touched by a word.

Zhu's best friend to him is his grandmother. When he was a child, his grandmother often took him to eat snacks. He loved duck blood fans most.

Then grandma died and no one was nice to him.

In fact, when he was a child, he didn't remember the taste of duck blood fans. What he missed was the happy time at that time.

Song Yingjie looks at the smiling faces of the servants. He has been to the Lu family several times. These servants don't laugh all year round. They are like robots.

"Do you like your wife very much?" He asked casually.

"Yes, my wife is cheerful, lively and kind-hearted. When we are with her, we can be happy. Moreover, our wife has a good relationship with our young master. The young master has always been very cold, but when looking at his wife, his eyes are soft enough to be able to breathe water."

Song Yingjie listened, then reached out to take the plate. At this time, the servant said, "young master Yingjie, if the young master is not hungry, his wife said that if the young master is not hungry, he will change three meals into two meals. But as long as you eat one meal, you can take out the way of eating. In the future, remember this feeling of hunger. Don't waste food, and it's not easy for farmers."

Song Yingjie The door closed with a bang.

He put the plate on the bed cabinet, then he poured it on the bed and thought about things. He had that delicate little face in his mind. She was beautiful, he admitted.

And she always loves to laugh, when he teases her silly stare, today when she teases him, her eyes are full of light.

Tired to death, how to say different from sister Zhilei?

He sat up, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. Well, the vermicelli soup with fennel is really different.

Is he not allowed to eat at the table just to let him experience the feeling of hunger?

Song Yingjie picked up a bowl to eat. When he put down his chopsticks, the bowl was empty.

There is not a grain of rice left.

Even he was surprised.

……

In the evening, Ning Qing returns to banmingxuan villa, but Lu Shaoming is not there. Aunt Yang takes good care of her daily life and diet. Her mother often comes, drinks a small half bowl of chicken soup, feeds her small belly round, and greets aunt Yang and goes upstairs.

In the bath room comfortable bubble a hot bath, Ning Qing goes to bed, holding a dry towel to wipe hair.

At this time, the bell rings. It's the white thin iPad on the side of the pillow. He bought her wechat videos or watched movies when she was bored.

Ning Qing smiles sweetly in an instant. He has jet lag on both sides of his business trip these days, but he always takes the time to chat with her in video before she goes to sleep.

White little hand pointing to open the video, the man Ling angle is clear, the handsome Yan of the noble and pressing appears in the line of sight.

His notebook, which should have just finished the meeting, went back to the office. His bony fingers untied the black suit on his body, revealing his crisp white shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and sat on the black leather office chair.

Two people four eyes intersect, Ning Qing a pair of autumn pupil twinkles broken bright Yingguang, she sweet glutinous voice, "husband."

Lu Shaoming was very helpful to this sound. His black eyes moved from her little face, which had just been flushed after taking a bath, to her protruding abdomen. The man's voice was low and contained a soft smile. "Madam, has little Lu Shao been good recently?"

"Yes." Ning Qing nodded forcefully, "little Lu shaoke is good. Every day, in addition to kicking me a few times, he knows that his mother is busy."

"If you don't want to listen to my secretary, I'll tell you not to do it."

"No," Ning Qing Du pink lips, "I can husband, tonight I have severely taught that stinky boy, husband rest assured, my mother said will support me, I will grasp the propriety. I found that people in the Song family are like this. It's useless for you to be polite to him. You have to be more fierce. "

Lu Shaoming's handsome eyes and eyebrows are full of indulgence and indulgence.

Zhu Rui told him everything that happened. He always knew that her intelligence was enough to deal with all difficulties outside of him. His girl could not only give him double satisfaction in body and mind, but also shoulder the storm with him to be his strong support.

He works outside at ease, and she gives him a warm and stable home.

"Husband," Ning Qing suddenly thought of a thing, squinting and laughing, "if I didn't deal with the matter last night, I was really caught by my mother, would you misunderstand me?"

Lu Shaoming frowned, "what do you think? Would you let me not, and choose a 20-year-old little hairy monkey? Don't be burdened, ma'am? My woman, even if make a mistake, or be misunderstood by others, you don't need to do anything, just hide behind me quietly

He let her go because even the lover needs enough freedom and space. She is still small and growing.

But just because he doesn't ask doesn't mean he doesn't know anything.As soon as she spoke, he would fly back to her and help her with everything.

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