My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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"So you married me?" Lu Dinghua asked softly.

"Well," Song Yajing nodded, "married."

The two jumped quietly for a while, and Lu Dinghua reached out and touched Song Yajing's hair. "Ya Jing, the four small steps you just made are my second look."

Song Yajing was immersed in Stven's music, and suddenly heard that her body was rigid.

"For the first time, I watched you dance outside the dance classroom. After watching it, I ran home and told my mom," Mom, the girl named Song Yajing, she is my Mrs. Lu. "

Song Yajing looked up incredulously, "You ..."

Lu Dinghua smiled. "I thought you wouldn't marry at the time, so so many ladies have chosen your Song family, but unfortunately, after I married you back, you stopped dancing."

Song Yajing, "..."

"I have had several women approaching outside these years. I know you are not jealous and you haven't paid attention to them. If you pay attention, you will find that they look like you somewhere."

When Song Yajing heard it, he quickly reached out and hammered him.

Lu Dinghua hugged her into her arms. "Don't get me wrong, the men in our Lu family can only have a woman as long as she marries his wife. Yajing, thirty-five years of marriage, give me a woman's tenderness."

...

Looking at her parents-in-law in the distance, Ning Qing was really embarrassed this time. Lu Shaoming rubbed her shoulders, and she buried her face in the man's chest, whispering, "Husband, my parents are so emotional OK, I look so shy. "

Lu Shaoming turned her around, "I also knew for the first time that their relationship can be so good, ma'am, it's all your credit."

Ning Qing quickly raised her head. Because of the difference in her head, she could only look up at the male throat and the firm jaw of his surname. She squinted and smiled, "Yes, husband, your wife is the best." The human heart is full of flesh. My mother and I have no conflict of interest, and they are a family. As long as I give my sincerity and filial piety, my mother will accept me when I know that I am good. "

"I know Mom. Sometimes environmental education determines a person's life. Mom has been Mrs. Lu for so many years. She forgot she still has a name called Song Yajing. She can also be herself, as long as I find her softness. , And then peeled her camouflage a little bit, mom was happy, and my future will be calm. "

Lu Shaoming petted and rubbed her hair, "How do you know that mom likes Stven?"

"Yingjie told me."

Lu Shaoming's footsteps quickly shrank back the big palm on her fragrant shoulders, and his thin, thin lips pursed an unpleasant straight line, and he was about to leave.

"Ah, Shao Ming!" Ning Qing quickly hugged his arm, and the thin and white little index finger crawled up to the tip of his nose and scratched, "I lied to you, I told you. Husband, I finally Got it, you eat Yingjie's vinegar, and you even eat that little boy's vinegar, you are ashamed! "

Lu Shaoming was entangled by her, and the girl was sneered at him softly and softly, and her soft body ran like a puppet to his arm, her heart softened halfway, and her face a little red.

He ignored her and walked forward.

Ning Qing followed behind him like a little tail, and the two came to the cake table. Ning Qing smiled proudly, "Husband, you see how popular your wife's cake is, everyone didn't waste any of it and ate it all. "

Lu Shaoming frowned, "Why didn't I eat?"

My wife's first cake was not made for him. He wasn't the first to taste it. Now he doesn't even have a meal.

Ning Qing looked at him and laughed, covering her mouth, "husband, don't you like to eat dessert?"

Lu Shaoming, "..." ignored her.

Ning Qing took his big hand and brought him into the kitchen. A small piece of cake was placed on the glass counter of the kitchen. Ning Qing picked it up and handed it to the man. "When I cut the cake just now, I told the servant to keep a copy for you, cake. How can you have a husband without her? Try it? "

Lu Shaoming took the cake and gave her an "almost" look.

Forked a piece of cake with a small fork and put it in his mouth, Lu Shaoming frowned.

Ning Qing looked at his expression nervously and asked softly, "Husband, isn't it delicious?"

Lu Shaoming crossed her hand to her lips, "You try it."

"Oh." Ning Qing opened her mouth.

But he didn't eat it because Lu Shaoming retracted his hand and put it in his mouth.

Ning Qing laughed quickly, and raised Xiao Yingquan's Ying Ting's shoulder. "Husband, give me a bite. I haven't tasted my craft."

Lu Shaoming did not let her do so, and quickly solved a small cake.

Ning Qing was so angry that she stomped her feet, her delicate cheeks angrily swelled, and after a hum, she threw her small head severely, not looking at him.

Lu Shaoming smiled lowly, approached her, and embraced her from the back. "Angry? Because my wife's craftsmanship is so good, my husband ate more."

"Then you can't let me eat at all." Ning Qing said she was angry.

"Ma'am, I'll leave you a bit." Lu Shaoming stretched out his left hand, and his forefinger was stained with a bit of bread from the cake.

At a glance, Ning Qing's soft body twisted in protest in the man's steely arms. "What, I want to taste the cream."

"The cream is gone. Try some bread." Lu Shaoming kissed her little face hard.

Ning Qing has no second choice. One thing is better than nothing. She opens her mouth and eats the bread on the man's finger.

The bread went into the mouth, it was soft, and the taste was not bad. Ning Qing was satisfied, but she quickly raised her eyebrows because the man's forefinger did not pull out of her mouth.

"Lu Shaoming!" Ning Qing's face flushed, and she used her hands and feet to break free from his arms, her eyes hidden in the corner, "What are you ... what are you doing?"

Lu Shaoming rolled his throat, "Ning Qing, didn't you forget tonight's appointment?"

Ning Qing's eyes dodged, and she looked like a girl, "Never forgot ..."

He doesn't have to remind her constantly, she will be nervous.

Lu Shaoming pulled out his long legs and approached her, "Don't forget, just let you adjust."

Ning Qing couldn't wait to dig a hole. The man's breath of oppression approached, and her two small hands clenched her skirt corners, extremely nervous.

Fear of him bullying her regardless of the occasion.

At this time, "Mrs.", the servant came over and did not venture into the kitchen, but stood by the door. "Mrs., there is something at the banquet. The old housekeeper, please ask your wife to discuss it."

If Ning Qing was pardoned, his tiny white hand pushed away the man's chest and trot out.

Lu Shaoming was worried that she ran two steps when she was okay. She was 5 months pregnant. She was not at all burdensome. She liked to trot when she was okay. He was afraid she would hit her.

Lu Shaoming stood by the kitchen door, looked at the little maid, and whispered, "Is there anything wrong with the sugar in the kitchen today?"

The little maid secretly looked up at his young master. The man was wearing a black shirt and trousers, and a low-key luxury watch on his wrist. His chisel-like beauty became more and more precious and silent in the dark. The mature man was extraordinary. charm.

The little maid looked red-faced and red-eared. She quickly walked into the kitchen and took out the sugar box. She tasted it, and her expression changed. "Master, it is estimated that someone is wrong, and the sugar has become salt."

"Well." Lu Shaoming snorted and went out.

The little maid suddenly thought, bad, the sugar used for the cake made by my wife. Is the cake all salty?

...

The birthday party ended successfully, the VIPs gradually dispersed, and a family of four gave the Stven band by the door.

Ning Qing stood by Lu Shaoming. At this time, she was still inferior. Her husband and even her in-laws spoke fluent French, which she did not understand.

awkward.

Song Yajing was communicating with the lead singer of the Stven band. "You quit the music scene about 20 years ago. I didn't expect to reunite at my birthday party today. Thank you for bringing me good memories. I had a great time tonight. Happy. "

The lead singer smiled at Ning Qing and said, "Thank you for thanking this beautiful girl. We didn't plan to come, but this girl personally visited the door several times and said she would give her mother the best birthday present. We prepared special planes and threatened us that even if they were tied, we would be tied up. Sincerely, we are touched by gold stones. We were touched. We could n’t help but we came. "

Ning Qing also generally knew that they were discussing her. She folded her hands with her hands folded, and said embarrassedly in English, "I'm very sorry to disturb you this time, thank you for your wonderful singing, thank you."

Lu Dinghua and Lu Shaoming exchanged a few more words with them, and the Stven band left in a special car.

There were maids in the villa cleaning and cleaning, and the four stood by the door talking. Song Yajing's eyes receded from the usual sternness and became extremely soft. She looked at Ning Qing and said, "Ning Qing, thank you."

What the girl said, let her unload her bag, be a beautiful woman, and enjoy her time ... She is really happy tonight.

The days are like going back many years ago, throwing off the armor and being relaxed.

Ning Qing smiled sweetly. "Mum, you're welcome. Today is your birthday, as long as mom is happy."

Song Yajing was touched in her heart, she was not a person who would be arrogant, so she asked her business, "Shao Ming, Ning Qing, where do you sleep tonight, or do you want to ... at home?"

Speaking of where to sleep, Ning Qing was guilty of a thief.

And, unknowingly or accidentally, she saw Lu Dinghua's hand, which had been resting on Song Yajing's shoulder, slid directly to her waist.

Ning Qing suddenly felt uncomfortable. Did she accidentally encounter the hint that her father-in-law gave to her mother-in-law?

Raised Shui Lingling's big eyes and looked at the man next to him, waiting for him to speak.

This is when he speaks.

"Dad, mom, it's getting late today. Everyone is tired. We're back at Banyu Xuan Villa. You should sleep earlier."

Lu Dinghua immediately said, "Okay, then you drive carefully."

Lu Shaoming took Ning Qing's little hand to take her to the Bentley. The car started. Ning Qing glanced through the rearview mirror. Song Yajing had stood by the door and watched them. Lu Dinghua clasped her belt and went upstairs.

Song Yajing was a little awkward and shy before she went up the stairs, and Lu Dinghua's lips fell on her face.

Ning Qing quickly drew her eyes away, her breathing accelerated, and she was thinking, she couldn't see, she couldn't see, long needle eyes!

Inadvertently looking sideways, her autumn pupil hit the bright black eyes that the man came over.