Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

Lu Shaoming was driving. He looked at his watch. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

There is no traffic on the street, only the roadside can see a couple of lovers, cuddle together, running in the direction of the hotel.

He glanced at the co driver's seat. The little woman fell asleep and curled up in the seat like a kitten. Her body was covered with his black coat, showing only a small face that had not retreated and turned red.

Lu Shaoming raised the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were satisfied and warm.

The Bentley stopped outside Ning's villa. Lu Shaoming got out of the car, opened the front passenger's door and bent over to pick up the little woman.

He rang the doorbell.

Soon someone came out of the villa. Ning Zhenguo, dressed in pajamas, opened the door and saw Lu Shaoming in a daze. "Shaoming, why did you and Qingqing come back so late? Come in quickly."

Lu Shaoming walks in with Ning Qing in his arms.

There is a warm and warm feeling of home from the shop floor of the villa. There is a dim yellow wall lamp in the living room, which is simple and elegant.

At this time, Yue Wanqing put on a dress and came down the stairs. "Shaoming, why are you so late? Qing Qing called me three or four hours ago and hung up again. I'm still worried."

A lot of people talk to each other in the early morning, because the environment is so warm.

Lu Shaoming gently chuckled, "Dad, mom, today's festival, I took Ning Qing out to play a circle, the phone may be unintentionally dialed, and hung up, you don't worry."

Yue Wanqing nodded. She looked at Ning Qing, who was sleeping. "Is Qingqing asleep? Shaoming, you should hold Qingqing upstairs. It's late. Go to bed."

"Good." Lu Shaoming goes upstairs with Ning Qing in his arms.

Entering the room, her room is still in memory of the appearance, very girlish, bent down to put her on the soft bed, the little woman did not open her eyes, turned over and fell asleep in the bed.

Lu Shaoming saw that there was a baby's cradle beside the bed, light yellow wood paint, light blue bedding, and a small light gauze mosquito net hanging on it.

Don't think, it must be his son Lu Jinwen.

Xiaojinwen is not in the crib. Ning Qing is not at home. Yue Wanqing goes to sleep.

He climbed into the crib with his big, well-defined hands, and suddenly he wanted to hug his son.

But xiaojinwen is supposed to be sleeping.

Now, "wow..." The cry came, xiaojinwen woke up in the next room.

Lu Shaoming stood straight and went to the door. At this time, he happened to meet Yue Wanqing holding xiaojinwen. "Shaoming, xiaojinwen is probably hungry. You let Qingqing feed him."

"Good." Lu Shaoming held xiaojinwen from Yue Wanqing.

Nearly six months of xiaojinwen more and more beautiful, his skin as white as egg white, goose yellow thin blanket wrapped his soft body, now he closed his eyes, just cry, that voice is very loud, small arms and legs dancing in the air.

Lu Shaoming is full of tenderness. He leans over and kisses his son's face. "Xiaojinwen, do you know that your father is coming, so you are crying and coquettish?"

Xiaojinwen ignored and continued to cry.

He kicked off the blanket with his two legs and kept kicking daddy's strong and powerful arms. He protested. Daddy robbed him of numbness and satiety, but he was hungry.

Yue Wanqing looked at the warm scene of the father and son and closed the door happily.

Lu Shaoming holds xiaojinwen on the bed. The little woman is sleeping soundly and can't hear her son crying.

Lu Shaoming, with one hand on the bed, leaned over to peck the little woman's face. "Madam, wake up and sleep later. My son is crying."

Ning Qing is awakened by a kiss. She is really tired and weak. When she opens her eyes, she hears her son's loud and clear cry. She opens her mouth in a hurry. Her voice is full of husky and new mother's softness. "Xiaojinwen, what's the matter with you? Xiaojinwen doesn't cry. Do you want to eat

Xiaojinwen heard the sound of numbness and quickly turned around to see that the baby less than six months old stopped crying and sipped his small mouth downward to see the numbness.

Ten thousand grievances.

Ning Qing's heart is going to be turned into tears by her son. She is soft and soft to coax, "xiaojinwen, if you don't cry, it's all numbness and numbness..."

Hearing the little woman's sweet and greasy voice coax his son Lu Shaoming to frown. Is his son still being taught to be coquettish?

Besides, why didn't she talk to him like that?

Lu Shaoming began to hold xiaojinwen into the woman's arms, and then pulled the quilt on her body, "OK, don't coax. Mom says xiaojinwen is hungry, you feed him."

Ning Qing at this time where can give a man good face, her a pair of water containing autumn pupil glared at him fiercely, stretched out his hand and patted off his big hand, "what do you do? If you have something to say, don't move your hands. Turn around

In the room, there was a light at the head of the bed. Her wavy three thousand green silk was disorderly spread on the bed. She had a small face of palm size, pink face and peach cheek, and her eyebrows and pink neck were still dyed with red. She had a beautiful appearance of rain and dew.

Lu Shaoming watched the Adam's apple roll. Reluctantly, Lu stood up, wiped his hands in his trouser pockets and turned around.

I know she's shy.The son is crying, don't make her.

There was a sound behind her, and then, "wow..." A, xiaojinwen cried again, this time than the last time cry more fierce.

Lu Shaoming quickly turned around, his son was crying, and the little woman began to cry, and the crystal clear tears fell down.

Lu Shaoming was flustered. He was so distressed that he knelt on the bed with his long legs. A big hand wiped xiaojinwen's tears and touched her small face. "Madam, what's the matter, isn't it? Speak up. "

Ning Qing bit the next pink lip with fine white teeth and glared at him with watery tearful eyes, "asshole! Go and give xiaojinwen milk powder. "

Lu Shaoming lingered for a few seconds before he realized that his son was already hungry enough to lick the corner of the blanket with his little tongue. His low-level voice was filled with light pet's guilt. "Sorry, xiaojinwen, dad didn't control it for a while and robbed your food. Dad must remember to keep you a little bit next time."

Ning Qing

Lu Shaoming gets out of bed. He finds the bottle on the counter and pours water into the bottle. He touches the bottle with his big hand and feels that the water temperature is right. He picks up the milk powder.

There are instructions on the back of the milk powder. He glances at the instructions, and then according to the water level, he flushes four spoons of milk powder into it and shakes it away.

He turned back to the bed, holding the bottle in one hand, holding xiaojinwen in one arm, and protecting xiaojinwen in his arm, he put the pacifier into xiaojinwen's small mouth.

Xiaojinwen immediately inhaled.

Ning Qing lay on the bed, she had stopped tears, just crying is completely shameful, the man has no integrity.

Still want to sleep, she squint, the eye slit can see that man holding the child, he is really tall, against the light standing upright.

The shirt and trousers on his body have been wrinkled, and the space in the carriage is small. He can't help but toss and toss, but it doesn't affect the charm of the man. His hot and powerful breath seems to still swing on her skin. The man frowns, stretches his tongue and licks his dry lips. Occasionally he opens his eyes and looks at you with mature man's eyes.

Evil spirit, wild.

He also asked her if it would work.

Pooh!

Ning Qing also hate the itch in the heart, hate oneself have no strength, no IQ let him succeed, but her eyes still stop in his body, he holding small Jin Wen do father than appearance really good charming.

He should not have washed milk powder, but he is not flustered. The water temperature, a few spoonfuls of milk powder, he is calm and calm.

This is the wisdom of a man.

His life is full of the wisdom that people admire.

At the moment, he looked down at xiaojinwen, you can see his love for xiaojinwen, he was hooked on the corner of his lips, eyebrows and eyes focused and soft.

Xiaojinwen quickly finished the milk, his belly was round, he did not cry, his tongue will nipple out, he took a pair of grape like bright big eyes curious to see daddy.

"Cluck, cluck..." Xiaojinwen grinned with a toothless grin, as if it was my father bier.

Why didn't you come to see me for so long?

Lu Shaoming put the bottle back on the counter, raised his arm, put a big hand around xiaojinwen's small back and patted him, "xiaojinwen, what do you think Daddy is doing? Do you want to ask daddy and Ma Ma Ma what they went out to do so late? We're going to make a little sister for xiaojinwen. "

Xiaojinwen: T-T, I can't chat happily.

As soon as his voice fell, he said, "Lu Shaoming!"

Lu Shaoming looks back at her, and the little woman in bed is staring at him, which means - stop here, so as not to teach bad children.

Lu Shaoming is in a good mood.

At this time, he felt that his sleeves were wet, which made him feel bad.

Holding xiaojinwen far away, the goose yellow blanket on his arm has been soaked, and the wet feeling has penetrated into the sleeve of his shirt.

Xiaojinwen urinated.

Lu Shaoming's face twitched. He took a sharp look in his eyes. Xiaojinwen was quiet. He looked at his father with a pair of especially innocent eyes. He was saying, "Daddy, I made a mistake. Forgive me.".

Ning Qing smile, deserved, let him rampant, let his son urine him.

Lu Shaoming returns to the bed, puts xiaojinwen on the bed, stretches out the blanket, holds out his small body, and slaps his little PP with a crisp slap.

Ning Qing looked, quickly twisted eyebrows, "Lu Shaoming, what do you do to beat your son?"

Lu Shaoming raised his eyes, and the sharp outline of his facial features was full of evil ruffian smile. He knelt on the bed with long legs, raised his hand to the delicate face of the woman, and patted several times, "is this a fight? Does it hurt? "

Ning Qing was flushed by his Fang Dang's move. He lifted his hand and pushed him away. He was not angry, "go away! Xiaojinwen's clothes are in mom's room. Knock on the door, borrow a shirt from dad and take a bath in the bathroom

I know he's clean. He hasn't been peed by his son.

His shirt must be changed.

Lu Shaoming didn't speak any more. He walked out of the room for fear of his son's wet urine and cold.

Soon, he came back with small Lu Shao's clothes and a gray shirt in his hand.

Ning Qing is sleepy and buries her body in the warm quilt. She looks up and sees him changing clothes for xiaojinwen. She doesn't have to worry. The man's movements are very soft.After a while, her arms were stuffed with a soft and fragrant dumpling. Looking down, xiaojinwen had fallen asleep in her dad's movements, and her mouth was still bubbling with crystal bubbles.

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