My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and then Ning Qing smiled softly, "Shao Ming, are you ready?"

She retracted her gaze, put the photo back into his pants pocket, raised her feet to the edge of the bamboo basket, and put his clothes in.

At this moment, there was a heroic body behind her. Lu Shaoming hugged her from behind. A big palm guarded the bulge on her little belly. He kissed her little face. You are not allowed to touch oil fume in the future, should you go out to eat? "

Ning Qing shook her head. "Don't eat outside things often, Shao Ming, otherwise we must go home for dinner. My mother must have cooked a lot of food. She has made me fat recently."

"Well." Lu Shaoming nodded. "Okay, go home and eat."

After hearing his consent, Ning Qing wanted to leave his arms, but the man held her and did not let go. The light fragrance on the man after bathing, and the short hair on her skin was still wet and full of moisture.

"Hungry?" He asked again.

"What?" She didn't understand.

"Can you wait to go home for dinner ... I remember you're three months old."

Ning Qing's whole body burned, and the meaning he implied was too heavy.

Fresh shell-like fine teeth bit her pink lips, she yelled, "I ate two small snacks at night ..."

"Oh," the man responded, kissed her hair, loosened her, and turned, "I'll leave if I change my suit."

But he failed to step away, because his little finger was tightly held by the girl ’s palm, looking back, the girl looked at him with a pair of autumn pupils. , But I'm not hungry. "

Lu Shaoming's eyes glowed instantly, and he came steadily. He hugged the girl horizontally and laid it gently on the bed.

The man rested her hands on her side, staring at her delicate little face.

Since she was pregnant, her blood has improved a lot, and a layer of healthy powder has leaked from her white and delicate skin, but her face is still so small that it is not as big as his palm.

"What will he call you at this time? Madam?"

Ning Qing didn't dare to look at him, but couldn't help secretly opening an eye slit to look at him. When he looked up at her, the contours of his facial features seemed particularly three-dimensional and deep. He is refreshing and looks younger and handsome.

The slender eyelashes are so trembling that they hit the beautiful eyelids like butterfly wings, with a thrilling beauty.

"... Little Mrs."

She spit out three words.

"Oh," the man grinned, "a little wife is hidden in the house, and he will enjoy it too."

What did you say?

Ning Qing gave a slight hammer to his chest, blushing, and squeaked like a mosquito, "No ... we didn't get it until four months after we got married ... it was winter."

If she and he calculate the number of times according to the time they know each other, they are too few.

"Well ..." Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and kissed her lips, "I really owe you. The wife is used for vertical and vertical purposes, but you are only used to bear it. It was before, and it is now."

I only met her so long after we were married, and now I'm pregnant, but I can't.

As a man, he was too aggrieved.

Ning Qing smiled sweetly. The husband and wife are people. He loves her so much and is willing to bear the longing for her. This is his best silent love for her.

This time he deliberately slowed down the rhythm and did not ransack her, so he was more concerned about her feelings, if he ignored his power.

Ning Qing felt that Lu Shaoming, who had no amnesia, was like a man who knew how to taste red wine.

At this time, Lu Shaoming was more of a strength type. When encountering such things, male hormones soared, speed and passion.

Ning Qing stretched his arms around his neck. At this time, the night was hazy, and he could do this kiss intimate thing with the man he loved, and he was so crisp.

After a long kiss, the two separated and Lu Shaoming came to undress her dress. "Ah, Shaoming," Ning Qing held his big palm and asked, "Where have you been this week?"

Lu Shaoming acted stiffly and did not answer.

In fact, Ning Qing knew the answer. Although she didn't know how that picture was taken, it should be the United States.

From the UK to the US ...

Ning Qing guessed why he disappeared this week.

Did he go to the memory?

Ning Qing held his handsome face with two little hands, raised his lips and kissed his eyes, "Shao Ming, I don't think you have known a thing, I love you before, but I love you more now, Because as long as you think that you have lost memory, you still have another Lu Shaoming in your body, and I will love you even more. "

Lu Shaoming's clear and bright Tongren shrank. He thought he had lost her memory, and her love was split in half, half to the former and half to the present.

In comparison, she must love him more.

But now she told him, no.

"Shao Ming, I have always wanted you to regain your memory, not because I want you to be another person, but that part of your memory belongs to you, and you belong to you in the past. Remember, you are not Divided into two people, but two people get superimposed on you. Shao Ming, don't compete with yourself, you just need to know, I am married to you, I gave it to you all for the first time, Xiaoluo of my family It's yours too, you're my one and only. "

She didn't understand why he spit one by one, he had no memory, the past was blank for him, and he couldn't feel the reality.

He is really eating his vinegar.

He fights against himself for a long time, which will form a kind of perseverance.

Perseverance is a terrible mental illness.

Lu Shaoming was a little at a loss, and his voice was astringent. "Really? But Ning Qing, maybe I can't find any memory in my life."

He tried even a car accident, but still couldn't.

Ning Qing gently kissed the corner of his mouth, "Shao Ming, if you ca n’t restore your memory, you wo n’t restore it. The most important thing is that we are together now, we have a lot of time to spend together, we start again and create together. It belongs to our memories. "

Lu Shaoming was not sure, "Can I?"

"Why not?" Ning Qing stood up and hung from his body, "From now on, feel me well, I am yours and belong to you."

Lu Shaoming's eyes were dark and quickly pressed down.

"Ah!" Ning Qing pushed his chest, preventing him from succeeding.

"What's wrong?" A hint of impatience showed through the hoarse voice of the man.

"Let me see your arm." Ning Qing took a look at his right arm, and saw a deep wound on his muscular arm. Although scarred, he looked a little embarrassed.

It is estimated that she just hugged her for a long time, and some blood stained in her scar.

Ning Qing was so distressed that she looked down and kissed his scar lightly, "Shao Ming, does it hurt? Don't you let yourself be hurt later? You are not alone now, I and your baby need you to raise them. "

Her jelly lips kissed his arms warmly and smoothly, and Lu Shaoming rolled his knot in the throat and pressed her directly to the bed. "I know, don't fret, can't wait."

Ning Qing, "..." If he recovers his memory in the future, I don't know what he would think of this "anxious wait" for the urgency of the monkey?

...

The entertainment headline on the second day was indeed contracted by Ning Qing. The entire edition of the entertainment newspaper rendered the proposal very exaggerated. After three months, the whole city knew that Ning Qing became Mrs. Lu.

From then on, whenever the name "Ning Qing" is mentioned, it is the envy and jealousy of the women in the city.

Her diamond ring, which was crowned with love, has been identified by relevant parties, and its price is more than 100 million yuan.

It is truly unique globally.

The shooting of "City of Love" quickly killed the audience within a month. Ning Qing held a celebration party and ran several press conferences in person.

At the press conference, she was very skilful. She showed the media reporters something and broke the news. When she asked questions, she became more and more elegant and smooth.

Of course, after these conferences, someone was fortunate enough to meet the man in a shirt and trousers. He left everyone with a clear and mysterious figure. He personally escorted the pregnant wife and picked her up.

The couple has entered the stage of honey oil adjustment.

Ning Qing hit the iron while hot and officially released "City of Love" on the hot summer of June 6. The box office broke 30 million on the day of its premiere and 400 million box office a week, which successfully refreshed the box office history of the film industry.

Ning Qing's career rose to a new height in one week. The stock of Huancheng Film and Television has reached a limit of 6 consecutive games. Her net worth has been promoted to the top of the Forbes star list, ranking first.

Not only that, she was selected as the most influential female star in China, representing the first time that a Chinese artist has appeared on the cover of a Milan Fashion Week magazine, and fame and fortune have come.

Today's Ning Qing is different from before.

On this day, Xiao Zhou, who was extremely excited, was disturbed. "Hello, is this the Ning Qing Studio, I want to find Ning Qing."

Xiao Zhou looked up. He was a well-dressed middle-aged man with extraordinary manners. She asked politely, "Excuse me, are you?"

Lu Dinghua laughed, "I'm Lu Shaoming's father."

Xiao Monday was shocked and hurried forward. "It was our Ning Qing's father. Hello, hello. Ning Qing is in the office. I'll take you there."

Xiao Zhou took Lu Dinghua to the door of the office, and Ning Qing inside was talking with Yin Mo'er, who was under him.

"Ning ..." Xiao Zhou wanted to say.

But Lu Dinghua waved his hand, which meant --- since it's here, you might as well listen.

Ning Qing was sitting on an office chair, Yin Mo'er said, "Ning Dao, I received an invitation from the entertainment boss yesterday. I don't know if I should go?"

Ning Qing looked up, and she raised her lips and smiled. "City of Love has made you a successful promotion to the ranks of actresses. Your invitations will be more and more. I can't interfere with your private life. Dinner, think about your bottom line first. Can you drink and tolerate being touched and sleeping? "

Yin Moer, in her early twenties, obviously couldn't accept Ning Qing's words so sharp, she blushed and waved her hand, "Ning Dao, I didn't mean that ..."