My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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She likes to use internet language very much, what is numb, dad, awesome, etc. When she says these words, she still bites, her cute girlish voice is so bad.

He was probably used to it, she must know that the dull and rigid old man like him likes her cuteness to such an extent.

The body and the heart can be crisped together.

Ning Qing didn't expect that a "Momada" would pop out from his mouth, kissed by him, she hid with a small face, "No, I want to drink milk."

She went for milk.

But the milk glass was held in the palm of the tall man. He took a sip in her eyes, and held her small jaw with **** to feed her.

"Lu Shaoming, don't!" This is something beyond the psychological endurance of the girl, and she must not do it.

She shoved him, and stretched her feet to kick him.

Helplessly, her little feet were clasped by the man in the palm of his hand. His fingerprints covered with thin cocoons were very deep, and Capricorn felt itching on the bottom of her delicate feet.

"Lu Shaoming, I'm afraid of itching, and I'm not allowed to bully me like this ..." Ning Qing broke free from him and climbed up to the glazed platform like a sensitive bunny. She put a little **** into the corner, far away from him.

Lu Shaoming swallowed the milk, glanced at nothing that could touch her, relieved, and saw her violet nightdress wearing a slender body, and he was very slender, so he suddenly had a sudden heart attack at night, Go stop her.

"Ning Qing, come down, I'll go up again if not down!" He caught her little slap gently.

The place where he was hit was like a fire. Ning Qing scolded him, "Lu Shaoming, you are a wolf in sheepskin. I don't want to drink the milk you feed. You are shameless / shameless."

"Ning Qing, I'm a gray wolf. Then you are my red wolf. Feeding you milk is kind to you. One day you've been holding me for a long time. I'll let you drink my milk."

Ning Qing didn't know what he was talking about, he was too outrageous.

He covered his ears with two little hands and gave him a light sip. "Lu Shaoming, I don't want to be good to you, I want to tell my mother."

Lu Shaoming stretched out his two healthy arms, hugged her directly into her arms, leaned over her chattering mouth, and gave it a hard blow, he was panting, "Mrs. Heavenly Emperor is far away, waiting for Mom Save you, you are eaten by me. "

Ning Qing drummed him with delicate cheeks. "Lu Shaoming, why are you doing all these things in your head? Xiao Lu is here, converge."

"It's okay to converge," Lu Shaoming turned over, and hugged her on the cushion. "We just do it, don't say."

"You!" The man had pressed down, blocking her red lips.

...

Early next morning, Lujia Villa.

Song Yingjie was released by Song Yajing. He went downstairs and glanced, but did not see Ning Qing.

It's 8 o'clock in the morning, and Ning Qing has never been so late.

Seeing a servant, Song Yingjie asked, "Hasn't his wife yet?"

"Well," the servant nodded, "my wife hasn't come yet."

"Ying Jie," Song Yajing came down from the stairs at this moment. She taught Song Ying Jie one night. She was still uneasy and still reprimanded. , In the future you do n’t have to go into trouble anymore, but use your brain ... ”

"Aunt, I see." Song Yingjie frowned, a little impatient.

At this time, a car drove out of the floor window, and Song Yingjie looked up. It was not the luxury car that had been picking up Ning Qing, but a Bentley.

The driver opened the door first, and a handsome figure stood out, Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming bypassed the car body and opened the door of the co-pilot. He supported the door with one hand, and took Ning Qing's small hand with the other, and took her out.

The co-pilot's door was closed by a man. Song Yingjie saw Lu Shaoming going to poke the girl's shoulder, and the girl Shui Lingling's Qiu Tong glanced at him shamefully, not letting him touch.

So Lu Shaoming smiled softly.

Song Yingjie was a little stunned. This is the first time in these years that he has seen Lu Shaoming laugh. Lu Shaoming is like an excellent man walking at the forefront of the new era in his heart. With superior Gao Lengfan, he was born to look up.

But today, like all the men in the world, this man looks at his wife and smiles indulgently.

Song Yajing saw that Song Yingjie was not moving, so she followed his gaze and saw sighing heavily after seeing the men and women outside the floor-to-ceiling window. "I can see it clearly. In this world, only Ning Qing can hold you down. Brother Shao Ming, I don't know what kind of magic you have. "

Song Yingjie was secretly thinking that this might be the magic of love ... This girl is actually very easy for men to fall in love with.

Ning Qing advanced the door of the villa and saw the two of them. She smiled quickly and sweetly, "Mom, Yingjie, good morning."

Her smile is a little sweeter than yesterday. Women who have been nourished by men will reveal happy honey from the inside out, Ning Qing is.

"Well, you're here." Song Yajing responded.

At this moment Lu Shaoming walked in, he stopped beside the girl, the man was so tall and tall that the girl became more delicate, "Mom, Yingjie."

Song Yingjie was very guilty when he saw Lu Shaoming, "Brother Shaoming." He screamed apologetically.

Lu Shaoming approached him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said gently, "Ying Jie, you are 20 today, you must distinguish between good and evil, and you must be responsible for your own words and deeds in the future."

"Brother Shao Ming, I know." Song Yingjie nodded.

Ning Qing and Song Yajing both looked at the two brothers with satisfaction. Lu Shaoming had a deterrent to stabilize the man. Song Yingjie listened to him very well.

Lu Shaoming retracted his hand. "I'll go to the company first, Ning Qing, I'll pick you up at night."

"OK." Ning Qing watched him leave.

Bentley left sight, and Ning Qing went to sort out her information. The birthday feast started the day after tomorrow, and she had arranged it.

There was only one thing she had to ask Song Yajing, "Mom, the invitations have been issued one after another, but how should the invitations of the family be issued this week. Now Mrs. Zhou and Miss Zhou are in the country. Will we send them out?"

Song Yajing was also asked to live. What happened last night. Her impression of Zhou Zhilei was so bad that she naturally didn't want to see her at the birthday party. It was just the friendship between Lu Zhou and the two ...

Song Yingjie then said, "Auntie, of course I have to invite Sister Zhi Lei. I believe I misunderstood Sister Zhi Lei. As long as she explained it to me, I can still forgive her."

As soon as Song Yajing looked pale, she said directly to Ning Qing, "Send the invitation card to Mr. Zhou in the United States. The mother and daughter are all right. You do n’t need to invite them to the banquet, and you Song Yingjie, you stay honest On. "

Song Yajing went out.

Seeing Song Yajing leaving in a huff, Song Yingjie looked at Ning Qing, and Ning Qing gave a thumbs up to Song Yingjie, which means-you did very well.

The old housekeeper saw this scene in fact. In fact, they had already invited Zhou's mother and daughter to the birthday party by phone. Even if Song Yajing hated Zhou Zhilei again, at the public banquet, the etiquette between the wealthy people was still required.

But his wife picked this matter up and down again at this point. Song Yingjie re-excited the method, and Song Yajing resolutely resolutely cut off the relationship with Zhou's mother and daughter.

You know, the birthday banquet does not invite Zhou's mother and daughter, after that there will be no chance of private exchanges.

The wife strangled all possibilities in the bud, and she shot very quickly.

"Mrs.," the old housekeeper stepped forward and asked respectfully. "The birthday banquet does not invite Zhou's mother and daughter. Should we still use their red wine? I'm afraid they won't let us use their red wine. "

"How?" Ning Qing calmly laughed, "Although Zhou Zhilei has failed a bit in her life, she is indeed a strong woman in the winery business these years. The Lu Family Banquet uses Zhou's red wine for them. In face, she would not be stupid enough to make her own fortune. Taking a step back, she would n’t use it if she did n’t let it go.

"Yes, ma'am." The old housekeeper answered.

...

After lunch, Song Yingjie sat obediently to study by Ning Qing, who was teaching him English.

Xiao Bai's little finger pointed at an English word "family", she taught to read it several times, but Song Yingjie just read it as "logging tired".

Ning Qing was anxious. "Song Yingjie, I said that this is family and not tired of logging. You are possessed by Deng Chao."

Song Yingjie was also anxious, pushing the book with both hands, "I won't read it."

"Hey, smelly boy!" Ning Qing twisted his ears. "Can't you read?"

Song Yajing was so distressed to see this scene that she wanted to come forward and persuade Ning Qing to be gentle, but the old housekeeper stopped, "Madam, look again."

Sure enough, the word "Family" came out in English.

Song Yajing looked at the back of Ning Qing and shook her head in consolation. She didn't know what happened to these people, so she only served Ning Qing's discipline.

Song Yajing went upstairs with a slight smile on her face.

Ning Qing was sleepy after teaching English for a while. Summer was the season of sleepiness. She lay her head on the table, closed her eyes, and muttered quietly, "Ying Jie, let me sleep for a while. You continue to study and you should not be lazy. . "

Song Yingjie glanced at her, "Why are you so sleepy today? Did you sleep late last night?"

Ning Qing's face turned red for a moment, and she closed her eyes in panic, "Master's affairs, little children!"

Song Yingjie, "..." He's not young anymore!

The girl next to her fell asleep quickly, and Song Yingjie's ears sounded a sweet and even breath, and he hooked the corner of his lips and turned a page of the book.

At this moment, the girl moved, and it felt very soft when he bumped into his arm, so she politely put a small head on his arm.

Song Yingjie, who had her arms pillowed, froze. She sat upright for an instant and was afraid to move, afraid to wake her up.

She glanced sideways, and she only left him a back of his head. He was tall, and in the line of sight he could see the girl's soft face covered by Uze's hair.