Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

Song Yingjie looks at it for a few seconds and then takes his eyes back.

At this time, "young master Yingjie", a servant brought a cup of coffee.

"Shh." Song Yingjie made a silent gesture and waved her down.

Seeing Ning Qing sleeping, the servant knows that master Yingjie doesn't want to wake up his wife. The servant turns around and thinks that master Yingjie is very kind to his wife.

……

Lu Shaoming came to pick up Ning Qing at five o'clock. He got out of the car and saw Ning Qing and song Yingjie sitting side by side through the French windows.

Ning Qing is still sleeping, side face pillow small head on Song Yingjie's arm.

Lu Shaoming's eyebrow was moved for a moment, but his face was still calm. He pulled out his long legs and walked into the villa.

"Yingjie." He stood at the table and called song Yingjie.

Song Yingjie looked up, his voice was very low, "brother Ming, you are here, Ning Qing is still sleeping."

Lu Shaoming's eyes were deep and his mouth was hooked. He suddenly remembered that Ning Qing was song Yingjie's sister-in-law in terms of seniority, but Ning Qing was not much older than song Yingjie.

They are of the same age.

Lu Shaoming comes forward with a big palm to hold Ning Qing's small face. Ning Qing's whole body falls to the left. Lu Shaoming bends down to catch her and makes her lean against his arms.

Ning Qing is awakened by the noise. The autumn pupil of shuilingling is still very confused. She looks at it in a daze, and then twists her eyebrows and calls open in a low voice, "pain..."

Lu Shaoming quickly squatted down and asked in a soft voice, "where does it hurt?"

When he asked, he saw song Yingjie standing up in the light of his eyes. It was estimated that when he heard Ning Qing's cry of pain, he got up in a hurry, and the chair was pushed back to a larger extent.

The carpet on the ground didn't make a sharp sound.

But Lu Shaoming knew he was overreacting.

Ning Qing pressed her calf with a small hand, but she didn't know where it was. She only looked at Jiao Di's coquetry, "husband, leg numbness, so uncomfortable..."

Lu Shaoming raised her small leg gently with two big palms, and then massaged a little bit, "is it better?"

"Well, much better, thank you husband." Ning Qing smiles sweetly.

Lu Shaoming gets up, holds her fiber arm and takes her to her feet. Then he clasps her small fragrant shoulder and holds her in his arms. He looks up at Song Yingjie. Song Yingjie's right arm and half of his body are numb. The servant comes forward to hold his arm for him.

"Yingjie, what's the matter with you?" Ning Qing didn't know what was lying on his arm.

Song Yingjie shook his head. "It's OK."

The servant said with a smile, "madam, you have been sleeping for nearly two hours. You have been sleeping on young master Yingjie's arm all the time. Young master Yingjie doesn't dare to move. He is afraid that he will wake you up. Now he is numb."

"I..." Ning Qing opened her eyes and wanted to talk.

But the man around him opened his mouth, his tone was warm and light, and he couldn't hear any emotion, "Yingjie, are you ok? Two hours is not good. You should wake up your sister-in-law. "

Song Yingjie looks at Lu Shaoming. The man's deep black eyes sweep on his face gently and sharply. It seems that he can penetrate all his thoughts.

Song Yingjie avoided his eyes and lowered his eyes. "I know."

Lu Shaoming turned his eyes to the servant. His tone was not serious, but he was cold and clear with the neat and strong attitude of the high-ranking people. "Can my wife lie down on the table for an hour or two with pregnancy? Don't you know how to persuade her to let her go back to her room to sleep? If she freezes, who can afford it

It was the first time for a servant to be taught by Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming lived a delicate life and had his own taste. He didn't rely on servants, so he didn't pay attention to servants. However, he was tolerant to servants when he had something to do. This is a man's demeanor.

This is the first time.

The servant trembled with fear, and repeatedly bent down to admit his mistake, "young master, it's my fault. I'll pay attention to it later."

Ning Qing looks at Lu Shaoming in surprise. She doesn't know what's wrong with him today. She stealthily pulls his sleeve.

Lu Shaoming took a look at Song Yingjie and gently lifted the corner of his mouth. "Yingjie, let's go back first. You are good at learning."

Lu Shaoming leaves with Ning Qing in his arms.

Song Yingjie stood by the French window and watched the Bentley leave. At this time, the voice of the old housekeeper sounded behind him, "young master Yingjie, there are some feelings in the world that you can't do. Just put them in your heart and forget them slowly. Your identity is sensitive. It's not easy for your wife to come to this stage today. Don't worry her any more. "

Song Yingjie was silent for a few seconds and nodded, "yes."

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In Bentley's car, Ning Qing looked suspiciously at the man driving beside her. She blinked her long eyelashes twice and asked, "Shaoming, what happened to you just now? I feel sleepy, so I sleep on my stomach for a while. I didn't expect to overslept. Why do you blame the servant? "

Lu Shaoming picked a sword eyebrow, lacquer bright black eyes at her at random, "Ning Qing, you call legs numb, I love you, so I'm in a bad mood, OK?"

Ning Qing "ha ha" smile twice, bite pink lip angry him one eye, "recently how, become so can say sweet talk."Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and pinched her tender face. "Ning Qing, when can you grow up a little? Will you wait for me to be old and you are still so young? "

Ning Qing's pretty little face bloomed a flower, leaned over, hugged the man's right arm, pecked his handsome face like a bird, "husband, now you know that you have made more money by marrying me? Men like to take young and beautiful when they go out for social activities. I will never give you shame. Why do you want me to grow up quickly? It's too late for people to envy you. "

Lu Shaoming drooped his eyes and kissed her forehead, with a low voice, "I don't want the envy of others. I just want to hide you secretly."

Ning Qing "giggle" smile more open, swung a small powder punch on him, "Lu Shaoming, hide to do what, people can see and can't touch, I only belong to you."

Lu Shaoming's right palm shuttles into her soft little hand and clasps her ten fingers. But he feels that it is not enough, so he kisses her fingertips.

Ning Qing retracted his hand, sat up straight, "drive seriously."

Lu Shaoming took a close look at her shyness and looked out of the window. He said casually, "in the future, we should keep a little distance from Yingjie. Yingjie is 20 years old and has reached an age when it is easy to have a good impression on girls."

Ning Qing almost choked by her own saliva. She glared at her eyes and said in disbelief, "Lu Shaoming, what do you think? I am Yingjie's sister-in-law. He is still a little p-child who has not grown up in my eyes."

Lu Shaoming knows what she thinks. She is his wife, so she should treat herself as an elder. However, she ignores that she is only 21 years old.

He didn't like this topic too much. His handsome eyebrows frowned and turned his eyes to see her. The man's resolute contour was perfectly dazzled by the afterglow of the setting sun. "Madam, be obedient. Don't make me angry."

"I see. What my husband says is reasonable. I'll listen to him." Ning Qing nodded and agreed.

Lu Shaoming touched her little head like a beloved dog, and then winked at her back, "go and have a look. I've brought back the gift."

Ning Qing looks back, there is a delicate gift bag on the back seat.

Ning Qing's eyes shine. In her heart, Lu Shaoming is a kind of boring man who can't buy gifts. Even if there is any special festival, he will only give you a credit card to spend freely.

I didn't expect that he would buy presents.

When you came back from a business trip, would you rather take the gift

"Well, when I came back last night, I just wanted to see you and forgot to take it out." Man's gentle smile.

Ning Qing opened the gift bag and took out a small bottle similar to perfume. The outer packing was beautiful. Ning Qing did not open it. "Husband, is this for my mother?"

"Yes, mom has always been fond of picking and making flower dew. This is the latest flower dew developed in Europe, and my mother will love it."

Ning Qing leans over body, very loud in his handsome face "Ji Ba" a, "husband is bothered."

From the gift we can see a man's heart, love my house and love my dog. Because I love her, I put her family in a very important position.

Just like her, because she loves him, she tries her best to get song Yajing's approval, because she wants to give him a very warm home.

Ning Qing also took out a pipe from the gift bag. It seems that it was a long time ago. It was made of Photinia wood. It was carved with characters. It seemed that it was the entertainment of the rich. It was about an antique bought from an auction house.

"Husband, is this worth a lot of money?"

"Well," Lu Shaoming snorted, "Dad likes it."

Since he hummed, it shows that there is really a lot of money, because ordinary small money he will not make a sound.

Ning Qing leaned over to kiss his face again, but the man turned his face and grabbed her soft lips.

Because he was driving, he didn't dare to be presumptuous and soon let her go.

Ning Qing's small face is a little red, but wait a moment, Ning Qing turned over the gift bag, empty?

It's empty!

Ning Qing stomped her feet and twisted her eyebrows. She complained, "husband, where's my present? Did you forget me

The car has already driven into the lawn of Ningjia villa. He came back from a business trip last night. Yue Wanqing called and asked them to go home for dinner in the evening.

Lu Shaoming stopped the car, turned off the engine, put his lips on his lips and laughed, "Ma'am, you are old and old. What else do you want? Isn't my coming back the best gift for you? "

"Then That's not the same. Ok Lu Shaoming, you are too bad. I don't want to like you anymore, hum! " Ning Qing Wei Qu extremely, make a gesture to open the door, want to go out.

But her fiber arm was buckled, Huaili put to a thick glass face fashion book, Ning Qing droops a look, still dissatisfied way, "what is this?"

What do you mean when he opens his heart and closes his face

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