My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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But soon, a soft arm was fastened on her soft little waist, and the man pulled it hard. She landed on the sofa. His dangerous voice was approaching. "What do you want? Dangling in front of me in my pajamas."

She was going to sleep, so she was wearing pajamas. What was he thinking?

The towel in his little hand was taken away, and the man dropped the papers and wiped her hair while frowning and asked, "Why does this hair dry? It ’s easy to have headaches if you do n’t dry your hair. Is there a hairdryer? I called Zhu Rui to get one."

Call?

Ning Qing's eyes brightened.

Lu Shaoming picked up the phone and dialed the number. At this moment Ning Qing turned around, held his big palm in his ear with his little hand, and smiled flatteringly, "That, Lu Shaoming, by the way let Zhu Rui send the bed to be slapped. "

There was a knock on the door. It was the door Ning Qing opened, and the hairdryer was brought along with a bed.

Closing the door, Ning Qing walked to the bed, pushed her thin sheet into the bed, and spread the thin sheet outside. Everyone slept, and the well water did not violate the river water.

Ning Qing jumped up, and a lazy laughter rang behind her, "I thought you would let me sleep on the sofa?"

"How could that be?" Ning Qing turned around, smiling Chunhua brilliant. "My husband is so smart every day, even if I want to sleep on the sofa, I'm going to sleep."

Lu Shaoming gave a light sigh, and Qing Mo's eyebrows showed the sternness of a mature man. "If a man really wants to sleep with you, you think you should close your neckline and be bedless? You are naive!"

Ning Qing, "..." How many eyes did he see and all her little movements?

Ning Qing dried her hair, crawled into the bed, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

She fell asleep quickly and had a long, long dream ...

It was a nice and sunny day. She was 10 years old. Mom and Dad still loved each other. The family of three played on the lawn in Ning's villa.

Dad hugged her to ride and sit on his shoulders, and took her to fly a kite while running. He smiled lovingly, "My Qing Qing baby really has grown up, and the kite can be so high."

The mother followed the father and daughter with a gentle smile, telling with a smile, "Zhenguo, don't hold Qingqing so high, and wrestle carefully."

How beautiful it was then.

But as the picture turned, the wind and the sun turned into storms. The servants of the Ning family pushed her down the steps of the Ning family's gate. She fell to the muddy puddle, and her mother cried and embraced her. in.

The once so loving dad froze, and stretched his fingers with mercy, "This place is no longer your home, I have Meiling and Yaoyao, you go!"

The 18-year-old is a verdant and romantic season. A handsome young man in a white shirt and jeans stepped on a bicycle to pick her up from school. She sat at the back, happily raising her calf, and squinting her eyes, "Junxi brother ..."

Xu Junxi passed by the flower pond, stepped on the brakes, and picked a pink rose from the flower pond to give her. She blushed and took the rose. The boy's gentle and handsome face was coated with light, he said, "Qing Qing "I like you. Be my girlfriend?"

She nodded shyly.

But there was no sweetness as expected, and the picture suddenly turned around. Xu Junxi's eyes were squinting around her neck and roaring out of control, "Give me back my Qingqing."

As Ning Qing's tears flowed more and more, she was desperately struggling to get rid of Xu Junxi and get rid of the nightmare. When she was almost unable to breathe, a big palm was stuck on her cold face, and the low-alcohol voice of the man was near his ear. "Ning Qing, wake up."

Ning Qing opened her eyes, and her dim water eyes crashed into a pair of deep and dark eyes.

It turned out to be a dream.

Lu Shaoming wiped the tears on her cheek with her thumb. The girl waking up in her sleep without any precaution, red eyes, looked at him softly and ignorantly, and the appearance of Pear with rain was arousing love.

He kissed her forehead with tenderness and comfort, "Dream dreaming? It's okay, just wake up, I'm here, don't cry."

Seeing him, all the tight nerves of Ning Qing were relaxed, and he twitched the tip of his little nose in his arms. Her voice was a little dumb. "I just had a nightmare, I dreamed ..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Ning Qing raised his eyes in his arms, looked at him timidly, "I ... did I just talk in a dream? Did I call someone by name?"

"Well, yes ..." Lu Shaoming was in the air, smiling with a smile, "You called dad, and Xu Junxi."

Ning Qing froze.

She is Lu Shaoming's wife, but calling other men's names in her dreams, this is intolerable for any man.

"I ..." Ning Qing wanted to explain, but Lu Shaoming suddenly pulled away and got out of bed. He couldn't hear the emotions in his voice. "I'll get a towel to wipe your face."

"Shao Ming ..." Ning Qing was afraid of him leaving, and quickly sat up and circled his waist from behind. "Are you angry?"

Lu Shaoming sat by the bed and let her hug, "Well, a little."

Ning Qing's eyelashes fluttered, and she hurriedly explained, "No, it's not what you think ... I said goodbye to him today, but I have known him for years, and I always have memories ... Seeing him, I'm a little sad and kind ... "

"I can't control his name in the dream, but he is past tense, don't get me wrong ... we are all married, I want to have a good time with you ..."

Lu Shaoming listened quietly, he turned around and wiped her tears with hands, "I know, I didn't get it wrong, don't think about it, I'll get a towel."

Ning Qing lay back on the quilt. Although he said that he had not misunderstood, she was still disturbed.

There is a person in this world who is willing to treat you unconditionally. You have to know how to be grateful, and you have to give the same care to others while others silently give.

Husbands and wives must be jealous. She was wrong to call "Xu Junxi" in the dream, and she had to make up for it.

Maybe it was just after taking a shower, his hard short hair was still wet, and he took off his elegant coat. He was full of **** male power, full of aggression.

Ning Qing glanced, blushing, don't open your eyes.

"Why don't you get dressed?" She whispered.

Lu Shaoming didn't stop wiping his face, his voice was careless, "I want to try if you see that I'm blushing without clothes?"

"You!" Ning Qing turned her face, took a small powder fist and hit him.

Lu Shaoming clasped her little hand, her obsidian-like clear eyes were locked tightly to her, "Why so ca n’t stand joking? Just now I was busy with my work and went to take a shower. After half of it I heard you crying and calling Xu Junxi I'm busy comforting you. How can I get dressed? "

Ning Qing listened, and her eyes were hot again. She lifted herself up, caught the man's neck and kissed his lips. "Shao Ming, don't you get angry?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, and Lu Shaoming glanced at her red lips near her feet, rolled her throat, and said dumbly, "Give me this sweetness if I'm not angry, huh?"

What else does he want?

Ning Qing didn't expect him to stop, remembering his sentence and waiting for her to grow up, she felt the sweetness in her mouth spread to her heart.

"Are you upset? If you are upset, don't kiss me in the future ..." Ning Qing's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, her little hands were shaking, and she found herself at the place where she had opened two buttons , Button up.

Lu Shaoming looked at the lamp above his head, and his breathing was still a little disturbed. "No, if you don't kiss you, it will be more uncomfortable. You go to bed first, and I will take a cold shower."

Lu Shaoming got up and went to the bathroom.

When Lu Shaoming came out, Ning Qing hadn't slept yet, her small body curled up in a quilt like a kitten, and three thousand green silk was spread on the pillow, very enchanting.

The red halo on her little face had not faded away, the little redness revealed in the white was like smoky rouge, the big facial features of the palms were exquisite and beautiful, and the inlaid water eyes were wet and bright, and they were ditched when they looked.

Lu Shaoming changed into white clothes and white trousers. Two proud long legs rested on the bed, and her right arm passed around her little head, like holding her in her arms. "Sleep a quilt, huh?"

"Don't!" Ning Qing was scared.

"Don't forget it, then we'll each have our own sleep." Lu Shaoming retracted his arms and opened the outer quilt.

Ning Qing was relieved that the two of them couldn't touch each other at all. The men and women who had just married were all sparks when they touched.

But in the next second, the thin quilt on her body was lifted, the man's warm body came over, and the long arm rolled up, holding her in a strong and overbearing embrace.

"Lu Shaoming, you don't count." Ning Qing struggled to get rid of him.

"Playing with fire again? Sleep!" The six characters of the man successfully shocked the turbulent little girl.

Even if I was upset again, Ning Qing really didn't dare to move. Tonight was the wedding night for the two of them. I didn't expect this night to be so difficult.

No, she must separate from him.

The small face was buried in his heart, and there was his strong beating heartbeat. She was a little sleepy and closed her eyes. "Lu Shaoming, are you still angry?"