My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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In the afternoon Ning Qing was in her little office. She texted Zhu Rui.

Zhu Rui said that the president wants to drink coffee, and the man's mouth is made of coffee beans ground into coffee powder, which is then cooked in a coffee pot.

Ning Qing wrote the ratio of coffee beans to water, and finally added a spoonful of sugar and two milliliters of milk.

Zhu Rui at the other end asked, "Mrs. Is this the taste the president likes?" Is it too light? 】

Ning Qing replied, [Not his favorite taste, but my favorite]

Zhu Rui three periods, […]

There was a sweet smile on the corner of Ning Qing's mouth. He was not used to it. The coffee was too strong to drink. He slowly tried the light and liked it.

So Zhu Rui brought the brewed coffee into the president's office as Ning Qing said.

Lu Shaoming looked at the file, took a sip, paused for 2 seconds, he put down his coffee and looked at Zhu Rui, "What coffee is this?"

Zhu Rui should be very familiar with his taste.

Zhu Rui “hehe” laughed twice, “President, this is the new method of making coffee that I read recently in the book. Let ’s try it, President, what do you think?”

Lu Shaoming picked up the coffee and sipped it again, and nodded lightly, "OK."

The rich bitterness in the coffee was a bit lighter, and the slight sweetness of milk was added. There was a sweet aftertaste in the mouth.

After getting such a high rating, Zhu Rui sent a text message to Ning Qing when she was out of the office. [Mrs. President said, it tastes very good]

So Ning Qing smiled sweetly.

In fact, she is a very easy-to-satisfy person, and the situation is very bad now, but she can see him and let him taste the coffee she made by herself, and she feels happy.

When Ning Qing was happy, the knock on the door rang, and Ye Ting came in.

"Ms. Ning, this is the Bailai's advertising plan just discussed by our marketing department. Do you have any questions?" Ye Ting was still very professional when she was a professional. She didn't want to pack things and leave.

Ning Qing flipped the two pages of the advertising plan, and gently twisted her eyebrows. She said, "This plan is for you to show on the runway first, and then shoot commercials. This is no different from traditional advertising. It is not new and different. Human eyes. "

Ye Ting's profession was questioned. She immediately put her hands on her hips and said, "Ms. Ning, do you know what marketing is, and how do you want to make a difference? If you don't understand, don't comment casually here, unless you have better suggestions."

Ning Qing accepted the advertising plan and smiled at Ye Ting calmly. "Okay, since Manager Ye can take me so seriously, I will definitely come up with a good suggestion and let Manager Ye listen."

"Oh, follow you." Ye Ting smiled scornfully and turned to leave.

Ning Qing fiercely erected a small pink fist behind her, don't look down on people.

She must be able to figure out a better way.

...

Everyone was off work, and Ning Qing got up and went to the elevator.

The elevator was crowded with people, and Ning Qing decided to wait for the next batch.

While waiting, several little girls from Guangqing came to her to sign, "Wow, Ning Qing, you are so beautiful. Can you sign for us?"

"Okay." Ning Qing burst into a flower-like smile and signed for them after taking the pen.

Immediately after signing, there was a heroic figure in the sight. Looking up, Lu Shaoming came over to the president VIP elevator over here.

He glanced at her slightly, perhaps nodding his head for cooperation.

"Lu Shao," Ning Qing returned the pen to the little girl, lifted her feet and stepped forward. "The elevator is too full. I'm waiting. Now that I've met Lu Shao with good luck, can you take me a ride?"

A VIP elevator, he will not be unwilling.

Where is the family of the man?

"Okay." Lu Shaoming nodded, and his fingerprints opened the elevator. The gentleman asked her to go in before he entered.

He stood in front of her side and closed the elevator.

No one spoke as the elevator descended, Ning Qing raised his head, and a pair of gentle autumn pupils lingered on him.

His back was straight and stiff, and his watch-wrapped hand was inserted into the pocket of his pants at will. Ning Qing could see the man's surnamed throat on the collar of his white shirt and take care of the clean deep hairline.

He hasn't changed at all, his body is exquisite and charming everywhere.

The two were very close, about 30 cm away. Ning Qing knew that as long as she took a step forward, he could hug him tightly, and she could smell the clear and charming breath emanating from him as before.

But she couldn't.

Because ... he would push her away.

Maybe he wouldn't let her get closer.

Just look at him like this.

Lu Shaoming knew that she was looking at him. He glanced at her through the glass mirror in the elevator, and she looked up at him with such concentrated and pious eyes.

"Ms. Ning, are you downstairs? I'm going to pick up the car on the ground floor." The man suddenly said low-alcohol.

Ning Qing's thoughts were interrupted. He didn't turn his head when he spoke, as if he carelessly asked a question. Ning Qing put a strand of hair on his cheek behind his ear, and answered Liu Mei, "Okay, I downstairs."

"Ding", the elevator stopped on the first floor.

"Lu Shao, thank you, bye-bye." Ning Qing stepped out of the elevator. Instead of turning around, she stood at the elevator door and waved his plain white hand to him.

Lu Shaoming glanced at her. She was wearing a black cashmere sweater, pearl flap collar, a burgundy tutu with a small cut of organza down the waist, a pair of jeans underneath, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet. , Vigorous youthful fashion.

She was very beautiful, with a small, slap-like face, and a small stud hung on the white little earlobe.

The light on the first floor lobby hit her, and her eyebrows bent to him to say goodbye was very warm.

Lu Shaoming had no expression, he nodded slightly, and reached out to close the elevator.

The girl disappeared before his eyes.

When he got to the ground floor, he went to pick up the car. When he opened the door of Bentley, he rolled his throat. He didn't know when he would dry his mouth.

...

Ning Qing stood by the side of the road waiting for the car. Her nanny car would come to pick her up, but she thought about it and sent a text message to Xiao Zhou to stop her from picking it up.

As soon as I received the phone, I saw the familiar Bentley driving over.

Ning Qing raised a smile and jumped off the steps on the side of the road, and the whole person blocked in front of the Bentley car.

Lu Shaoming drove slower. When Bentley was driving on the street, he saw Ning Qing standing by the road waiting for the car at the first sight.

He wasn't surprised that she jumped out of the car and had expected it.

He raised his lips indifferently and indifferently.

Ning Qing came to the window of the car, "Lu Shao, it's not easy to take a taxi now. Can you show me?"

Lu Shaoming nodded, "Get in the car."

Ning Qing reached out to open the back door and sat in.

...

The familiar taste in the car was still similar to that of a man. Ning Qing looked up at him and saw that his big bones were pressed against the steering wheel, and the movement was flowing.

"Ms. Ning, where are you going?" Lu Shaoming looked at her secretly through the rearview mirror and asked.

Ning Qing was not embarrassed to catch him. She probably guessed her mind, and she didn't need to hide.

Ning Qing raised her lips, and the neon lights reflected from the window reflected her tender flowers, warm and moving, "Lu Shao, where do you live now?"

He doesn't remember her, do you still remember Banyu Xuan Villa?

How much romantic time they used to be there.

Lu Shaoming's face remained unchanged, and he glanced at the vehicle in front and replied, "Living in an apartment."

Very polite and distant answer.

"Well ..." Ning Qing smiled slightly, and he did not remember the Banyanxuan Villa. "Then troublesome Lu sent me to the Ningjia Villa on **** Road."

"Okay." Lu Shaoming answered.

The girl in the back seat stopped talking, and Lu Shaoming glanced at her. She held the minibus with a weak and boneless hand and looked out the window. She gently twisted her eyebrows and wondered what she was thinking.

Lu Shaoming suddenly felt funny, what exactly did this woman who apparently wanted to seduce him want to do?

Her figure and face do have the capital to attract men. She made encounters in the mall, entered Guangqing, took the elevator with him, and now he got into his car ... didn't she just want to approach him?

Now the opportunity came, and she did not say anything.

She did not shy away from his obsessive and fascinating eyes, but Lu Shaoming always felt that she was looking at another person through him. Does he look like her "never before, never again"?

Is she looking for a shadow on him?

Otherwise, why did she approach him by all means and just look at him quietly?

Lu Shaoming felt ridiculous. He has been a proud man for 31 years. Qingyue Zhuoer has never provoke any woman. There are many women who want to ditch him.

I didn't want to be replaced by someone else now.

"Miss Ning, what kind of courier did you send my mother in the United States the other day?"

I knew he would ask this question.

"Oh, my aunt likes a record of a deceased predecessor. That record is my private collection. My aunt and I met on the Internet. I happened to go to the United States and brought my aunt by the way."

"Well," Lu Shaoming answered unexpectedly, "That was the first time you saw me?"

When Ning Qing heard this question froze, she slowly turned her head and blinked the eyelashes of the butterfly cicada wings playfully, asking with a smile, "Did Lu Shao ever see me?"

Lu Shaoming and her eyes collided in the rearview mirror. He didn't answer, but just raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Listen, it seems like he is amorous.

The girl was quiet, and Lu Shaoming opened the music in the car, a lyrical and romantic French song.

Ning Qing listened to the song and felt very familiar. Xiu Qiong's little nose was red, and a bright mist of mist fell in her eyes. She didn't want him to see it, so she lay on the window and asked, "Lu Shao Do you like this song very much? "

Lu Shaoming did not answer.

So Ning Qing sang a line following the familiar melody. She knew she couldn't sing well. She couldn't speak French, except for this one.

After singing, she murmured to herself, "Lu Shao, do you know the meaning of this lyrics, I didn't understand it before, now I understand it ... Since I first saw you, I have fallen in love with you deeply ... "

Newly married last year, she slept on a large bed full of rose petals, and he sang this song in her ears.

He is a deep and restrained person, not good at expressing himself, but how confessive he is, telling her in French songs that he loves her at first sight.

How romantic.

Ning Qing was trapped in her sorrow, and suddenly there was a sound of stepping on the brakes suddenly, because of inertia, she fell forward unexpectedly.

Before his head hit the front seat, he had no time to respond. Two fingers were snapped on the small jaw. The man was very powerful and dragged her little face directly to his eyes. Lu Shaoming whispered, "What are you who is it?"

Ning Qing didn't expect him to have such a big reaction and raised his eyes to see him, but the tears fell and directly blurred her eyes.

The warmth and humidity in Lu Shaoming's palm were the tears she dropped.

she cried.

Lu Shaoming felt the dense pain coming from his heart, and a flash of panic flashed in his deep black and white pupils. "How did you cry?"

Ning Qing looked at him stupidly, not knowing how to answer.

How embarrassing the two were at this moment, his delicate and impeccably handsome face magnified in front of her eyes, and the breath he exhaled brushed her pretty face.

The tears flowed more and more, and Ning Qing clenched the lower lip with fresh shell-like fine teeth, preventing herself from crying.

Actually wanted to hold him and cry.

He wouldn't know that she had long lost her mind in her days without him.

Lu Shaoming could not see her lip biting, and her head began to hurt. He frowned and felt uncomfortable. The thumb covered with thin cocoons wiped her tears uncontrollably, and rubbed her face without touching her.

At this moment, a series of cell phone ringtones broke the silence, and Lu Shaoming's cell phone rang.

Lu Shaoming suddenly woke up from his dream. He retreated his hands like lightning, saying a little blankly and anxiously, "Sorry."

Lu Shaoming answered the phone.

Without his restraint, Ning Qing sat back in the back seat, and she wiped her tears with her little hand. Just now she was out of control. He ...

In fact, he didn't have no feeling for her.

There were still traces of his touch on the delicate skin of his face, which was a little painful and crisp, and his palm was so large that he could put it in her two small faces.

Lu Shaoming hung up after a few beeps, and he restarted the car. Bentley slowly drove into the main driveway. No clutter could be found on his handsome face, and his tongue was licked to dry his lips. Slowly, "The French song just gave me a familiar feeling, so ... sorry. I'll take you home first. I'll pick you up at the airport later."

Ning Qing calmed down her emotions too, and she laughed, "I just remembered something in the past, so it was a little ... sad. I didn't expect Lu Shao also liked this song, so we have a lot of fate. Are you going to the airport, it just happened to me I'm going to pick up a friend at the airport, let's go together. "

Lu Shaoming stopped talking, and those ripples in his heart became unshakable with Ning Qing's "past thing".

He ridiculed and indifferently raised his lips. He Lu Shaoming would not be a substitute for anyone.

...

airport.

Lu Shaoming stepped forward to pick up his mother Song Yajing, and there was a very beautiful and beautiful woman standing next to Song Yajing.