My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyu are cleaning up the mess. Lu Shaoming, Ning Qing and a group of people are staying in the local hospital in Miaojiang. Orochi was pushed into the intensive care unit.

Jane took a small medicine box and treated Ning Qing with the scar.

Ning Qing's right cheek was very tall, with a distinctive palm print on it, the corners of her mouth were torn, and the remaining blood stains, a black suit on her body, and the messy and weak beauty in the wolf.

Jian Jian wiped the wound on Ning Qing's face with a cotton ball between her pliers. Ning Qing twisted Xiu's eyebrow tightly, and the painful "fizz" barked.

Lu Shaoming wiped his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the wall of the corridor, and heard the protracted ending of the woman's wronged Ajiao, he looked at her sideways.

There were a few strands of wavy hair on her small face, her face was like a little cat, bloodstains, tears were everywhere, and a large black suit lined her little body, that pair of autumn pupils It's so beautiful, black, and watery, it can make water come out.

She is not so blamed for Tang Xueli.

The beauty of a woman is also a fault.

He stepped forward, took out the big hand in his pants pocket, and picked up the pliers in Jane's hand. He opened his mouth with low alcohol, "I'll come."

Jian Zheng glanced at Lu Shaoming and wanted to pass it to him.

But then Ning Qing grumbled her pink lips and said, "No! Sister Jian, you can help me with it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shaoming swept his deep black eyes to the woman's face, like a cold, violent wind blowing in the winter.

Ning Qing ignored him and grunted gruntly.

Jane smiled, "Luo Shao, forget it, let me do it, Ning Qing is afraid of pain, I will deal with it lightly."

Lu Shaoming pressed his thin lips lightly and stopped talking.

Jian Yan dealt with the injury on Ning Qing's face, she asked softly, "Ning Qing, besides the pain on your face, is there any pain on your body?"

Ning Qing looked hesitant, almost guilty, and the pair of Qiu Tong looked forward to Lu Shaoming, who was standing tall and with long legs.

Lu Shaoming came into contact with her gaze. He narrowed his eyes narrowly and glanced at her pink neck. There were a few strands of her wavy hair wrapped around her neck, and his eyes were sharp. Some kiss marks were seen inside.

He didn't have any expression, but his fortitude looked extremely cold.

As soon as Jane saw that the couple's eyes weren't right, they guessed a bit. Ning Qing went to the Han Palace for so long. What happened to her and Tang Xueli?

This is a very impressive topic.

Especially for men like Lu Shaoming.

Jane stood up and smiled, "Ning Qing, let's go to the infirmary. You have a lot of blood. I'll get some warm water to wash it for you."

Ning Qing handed a grateful look to Jian Yun, and she got up, and entered Jian Wu with Jian Yun.

...

In the infirmary.

Jane pulled the curtains up, she rolled up her white sleeves and went to the bathroom with a basin of warm water and took a towel. "Ning Qing, wash your face and hands first, I will go outside and find a clean set Change your clothes. "

Ning Qing raised her lips and smiled sweetly, "Sister Jane, thank you."

"Thanks?" Jane walked out of the infirmary.

The room was quiet. Ning Qing squeezed a clean towel and came to a mirror. She wiped the blood on her face with the towel.

After wiping it off, she put the towel in the basin, carried her back, and took off her black suit.

The white T-shirt inside her was torn from the neckline, and once she took off her suit, the light in front of her was somewhat unstoppable.

Looking down at the kiss marks on her body, she was not taken advantage of by Tang Xueli, but he was touched by him.

That was too heavy and her skin was fair and fine, but everywhere he touched, it became bruised and painful.

Ning Qing touched her profitable Xiaoxiang shoulder with a small hand, and the slap fan hit her on the wall, her shoulders falling apart.

"Hisse." She couldn't help but grunt.

Then came the sound of opening and closing the door behind him, and Ning Qing said, "Sister Jane, are you back?"

No one answered behind her, but her waistline was tight, with a warm, sturdy body covering her back, accompanied by a gentle magnetic voice, "Does it hurt?"

Ning Qing knew who it was just by smelling the clear smell of him, "How did you come here? Who allowed you to break into other people's rooms?"

Ning Qing reached for her suit and tried to cover herself.

But it's useless, the man's arm pulls, she can't move a little like a point, the man's smiling voice doesn't speak emotionally, "Did you wear another man's suit?

Ning Qing finished.

She wasn't concerned about who the suit was, but she had to be exposed without it.

The man's focus on thinking was different from her, and the two couldn't talk to each other.

"Release!" She struggled.

At this time, her small body was straightened, her hips reached the table, and in front of her was a man's iron-hard body, and she was trapped.

A small hand barely covered his body with a torn cloth, and a small hand pushed him, a little shameful red on his face, "Lu Shaoming, what are you doing?"

When the man didn't answer, his big hand came to her small face and touched it lightly, her fingertips hooked her hair behind her ear, revealing her entire small face.

Ning Qing's body was burning, and his big hand went down her pink neck, holding the little hand she covered.

"Lu Shaoming, don't ..."

Before she finished speaking, her little hand was caught, and the man relaxed hard. Her little hand was pulled away by him, and the torn cloth at the neckline was scattered.

Ning Qing's face flushed, and the little hand that reached his chest picked up a pink powder fist to hammer him, but it was useless. The man used three fingers to beam her two little hands behind her.

Ning Qing was struggling fiercely, trying to shake him off and protect himself. His shirt and trousers were clean and expensive, and she was as shaggy as she was shabby.

Raising his eyes, I saw the man looking down at her body, and Ning Qing opened her face fiercely, without having to know where he was watching Tang Xueli touch her.

The jeans underneath were touched suddenly, Ning Qing bit her pink lips, her face pale, "No, he didn't touch me ..."

He didn't touch below.

So begged him not to look.

Lu Shaoming closed his hand and tilted his eyelids. His sharp eyes stared at the woman's pale face and smiled, "Now you know shame? Why didn't you make the most shameful plan when you went to Han Palace?"

Ning Qing heard his tone, and he was laughing at her.

Ning Qing's nose was red, and crystal tears swirled in her eyes. Did she do this for him?

He didn't have a word of consolation, he couldn't coax her.

"Lu Shaoming, you walk away, I will never see you again. With good intentions, donkey liver and lungs, you are a very big badass."

"If you agreed in advance to enter the Han Palace, I wouldn't have to contact Luo Yi to let Luo Yi come. Now Luo Yi is injured and hasn't woken up yet. You know how much I blame. What if Luo Yi has something to do with me? Do, I ... don't live ... "

Ning Qing was really upset and uncomfortable. In her heart, she really regarded Luo Yan as her younger brother. That pretty young man who grew up with a wolf in the mountains at the age of eight, she hoped that he would be fine.

If she knew Luo Luo would be injured in advance, she would rather die than drag Luo Luo into trouble.

She was so stressed that he couldn't help her worrying, even sarcastic.

All his focus was on whether she had been strengthened by Tang Xueli.

The tears in Ning Qing's eyes were like a broken bead, and a lot of drops fell down, and she complained while crying, "Lu Shaoming, I see it clearly, don't you just want to know what Tang Xueli did to me, he touched I still kissed me. The traces on my body were all left by him. Are you satisfied? If you think I'm dirty, don't ask me, and I'm not rare. "

The woman was so angry that she could not stop crying. The weak Xiaoxiang's shoulders shook badly. Her eyes and nose were red and red, so the delicate white face was swollen by fans, and her fair skin was all left after being rubbed away Pinch marks and pinch marks under.

Lu Shaoming's eyes were full of distress and pity. He reached down and held her back of the head, pressed her into her arms, and kissed her little cheek with his eyes closed. He smiled softly, "You are my wife, you are miserable. Man touched, I'm not even qualified to ask? "

Ning Qing ignored him and kicked him with hands and feet.

Lu Shaoming tightened his arms and embraced her shivering small body tightly. "Well, Ning Qing, don't cry, Luo Yan will come through, he will be fine."

Ning Qing stopped struggling. She looked at the man with tears in her eyes, "Really?"

"Well, really, I promise." He touched her lips.

Ning Qing was soothed, the man has always been her god, he never lied to her.

Luo Yan will be fine.

Lu Shaoming hugged her on the table, holding her waistline, "What?" Ning Qing struggled to get down.

The man had a long leg against her, and he had a tube of ointment in his hand. "Don't move, doesn't it hurt? I'll rub some ointment on you."

Ning Qing bit her lower lip with a hint of sweetness. He kept the ointment in his pants pocket. He just checked her body just now to see where she was injured.

Does he care that she won't say it with her mouth?

She thought ... he minded her being met by Tang Xueli.

She is a very traditional woman in her bones. In this life, she can only have one marriage and one man. If she is touched, she will feel dirty first.

That's why he was so nervous in the corridor just now.

Afraid he suspected her.

I'm afraid he minds.

Lu Shaoming gently wiped her with medicine, Ning Qing didn't know where to put her eyes, and her two small hands clung to the shirt on his arm.

Suddenly, he felt that the man's rough hands went behind her to unbutton her buttons. Ning Qing was anxious, and held his hand, "I'll do it myself."

The man took out his hand and smiled softly, "What do you want, just rubbing medicine. There are a lot of things to deal with, Luo Luo is still lying in the ward, I am not in the mood."

Ning Qing's blood was pouring into her head. He didn't mean it, but she was unhealthy.

He untied the button, and the man looked at her and gave her medicine, which was also pity for her. He let go of the girl with a pet in his hand, and finally suffered so many crimes for him.