My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing suddenly had nothing to say.

He had a meeting at six that meant going to bed early and getting up early, but he could obviously take Xiao Jinwen to sleep first, but he said it to her.

What he wanted to express was obvious, he didn't agree!

Ning Qing stared at the meal, scolded him in his heart, bad guy, necrotic, and only came back one day, and put her to death.

She wants to make a movie.

She used to film when he had amnesia. At that time, he drove a long car to visit the class. He went to bed first, obediently.

It's different now.

He would never spoil her that much again.

After the two had eaten, Ning Qing held Xiao Jinwen to take a bath, but was stopped by Lu Shaoming, "Isn't it night yet? I want to hurry up for a night scene."

"But, can you fix Xiao Jinwen's bath?"

Lu Shaoming glanced at his son, and his son looked at Daby ignorantly. The father and son looked at each other at the same time, and nodded.

Ning Qing was amused by the super-tacit actions of the father and son, and she simply ignored her, telling her twice, "Shao Ming, don't wash Xiao Jinwen's hair, lest you get water in his eyes, use Just warm him with a bath. "

The man didn't talk and hugged his son into the bathroom.

Ning Qing cleaned up the chopsticks, "Shao Ming, Xiao Jinwen is going to listen to a fairy tale at night, you tell him a paragraph."

...

The room door closed, Lu Shaoming holding Xiao Jinwen in one arm, and went to get the bathtub in one hand. The man loved to clean, put the bathtub under the fluffy head and washed it several times, then put warm water.

The bag prepared by my grandmother was a treasure chest, used for everything, baby shampoo, shower gel, body lotion ... Lu Shaoming glanced and took the shower gel directly.

Putting all the clothes on his son down, Lu Shaoming held his small body with two big hands to put him in the water. "Son, we have a bath."

Xiao Jinwen didn't comply. His two white tender calves were bent, and he didn't let his little feet touch the water. He looked at his father and slowly extended his left hand to touch his own small head.

Dad, why do n’t you wash your hair?

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and explained patiently, "Xiao Jinwen, Dad is smarter but lacks experience. Washing hair is a technical task. If you accidentally get water and foam into your eyes and ears, today Anyway, we take a shower directly. "

Xiao Jinwen couldn't understand. His little hand scratched his head. Today he crawled and crawled and sweated a lot, and his head was itchy.

This is inherited from Dad, love clean.

Lu Shaoming reluctantly, took him to get the shampoo, and then folded back to the bathroom.

"Son, let's wash it." Lu Shaoming learned Ning Qing's appearance, hugged him horizontally, then washed his hair with a small towel.

Xiao Jinwen ’s two little feet are jogging happily in the air. Dad ’s hand shuttles in his hair as gentle as hemp. Dad ’s palm is bigger than his palm. He has two heavier hands, so he feels safer. .

At this time, ah, my eyes hurt.

There was foam flowing in.

Xiao Jin could rub it with his little hand. This rubbing is broken. It really hurts. He squeezed his mouth and cried "Wow".

When he saw his son crying, Lu Shaoming was a little flustered. "Sorry, baby, don't rub it with your hands ... Come, Dad than wipe your eyes with a towel ... Don't kick Dad, Dad can help you clean your hair ..."

Three minutes later, Lu Shaoming got Xiao Jinwen's hair, he helped Xiao Jinwen sit up, Xiao Jinwen's small body was still crying, and he didn't dare to open his eyes. Beautiful two rows of long eyelashes flickered, so wronged.

Ma Ma and his grandmother both shampooed his hair so comfortably. Dad hurts more than him.

Lu Shaoming was distressed. He stretched out his fingers to help him wipe away the tears on his little face. He softly coaxed, "Son, it's Dad's fault, Dabby apologizes to you. Don't cry, we are The little man sweats and bleeds without tears. In the future, Xiao Jinwen will protect Ma Ma. "

Xiao Jinwen couldn't understand, but he heard the "Ma Ma" opened his eyes. The big eyes of the leeches became brighter because of the baptism of tears. He suddenly noticed that the eyes didn't hurt.

"Giggle ..." Xiao Jinwen resurrected with blood and grinned quickly.

Lu Shaoming put him into the bathtub, and he was happy playing in the water.

Lu Shaoming stood upright and relieved. The child looked good, but in fact it was not good at all. He let his son play for a while and took a bath himself.

Ying Ting's body was standing in front of the washstand. He raised his hands to unbutton his shirt. After a while, the shirt left, revealing his narrow and exquisite waistline. The daylight in the bathroom came over. Wheat-colored skin exudes a healthy and charming honey color, which is dazzling.

The trousers' feet were wet a lot, and the man didn't pay much attention. He lifted his hands and unfastened the belt. The trousers left, and he lifted his long legs under the fluffy head.

He took a cold shower, and the small drops of water that were cold and cool splashed out, and some fell on Xiao Jinwen, and Xiao Jinwen looked up.

Realizing his son's gaze, Lu Shaoming crouched down, and his **** went to tease his son's soft minibus. "Boy, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Jinwen looked at Dad better than somewhere, and his eyes were blank.

Lu Shaoming laughed, all his deep corners were rippling, especially the mature charm of a man of his age, "Son, don't watch it, you will have it in the future, Dad can only show you Ma Ma?"

Xiao Jinwen: Two little hands quickly covered his face, Dad was shameless.

...

The father and son took a bath, Lu Shaoming applied another layer of body lotion to his son, then took the fairy tale book, and placed Xiao Jinwen in his arms on the bed.

Lu Shaoming flipped through this "Green Fairy Tale" back and forth, feeling very childish. He glanced at his son, and whispered, "Son, which one do you want to hear?"

Xiao Jinwen stared at the fairy tale book with a pair of big eyes, he stretched out his little finger and nodded, and Lu Shaoming nodded, "Okay, just this one."

Ning Qing hurriedly shot the night scene and ran back to the room. When she entered the room, the room was quiet. The two men she loved on that big bed were already asleep.

Xiao Jinwen was covered with a thin blanket on his stomach, and his sleeping posture was very regular. The man had a naked upper body, and the quilt was covered by his mermaid line. He slept sideways, and one arm was circled over Xiao Jinwen, so that his son was full. Full of care.

A happy smile appeared on Ning Qing's face, then she walked into the bathroom lightly.

The mess in the shower room was confiscated, and the shampoo scattered on the ground was confiscated. Men's clothes were everywhere, and there were water stains. Ning Qing lamented that it was possible to make the shower room like this except for the father and son.

Ning Qing cleaned everything up and took a bath.

Take a hair dryer out of the shower and blow dry.

She walked into the room lightly, stood by the bedside table, turned on the night essence, squeezed a little and spread it on her palm, then patted her face.

Just after taking a picture, her slender haw wrist was suddenly clasped, and the man pulled it hard, and she fell directly into a hard and warm embrace.

She raised her eyes in panic and slammed into the man's bright, charming black eyes. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, tightened his arms, and held her in his arms.

"Lu Shaoming, didn't you sleep?"

Lu Shaoming clasped her little soft waist and relaxed and hugged her between him and his son. "Sleeping, you were woken up."

Then he came to kiss her.

Ning Qing was frightened, and turned quickly. She hugged Xiao Jinwen and hummed, "Lu Shaoming, don't mess around. Where is the son? You can wake up the son if you have the ability."

OK, she's using her son as a shield?

Lu Shaoming hugged her side by side and hugged her tightly in his arms. He laughed, "Ning Qing, I'm just going to mess up. If you have the skill, you can wake up your son."

Ning Qingqi, what, he is too domineering.

"Ma'am, turn around." He covered her white earlobe, and the low-alcoholic voice was endlessly coquettish.

"Don't." Ning Qing refused. Just after taking a bath, her fair little face burst and her pink mouth was very moist and delicious like a cherry. She squeezed the sheets with a little hand and she said, "You Isn't there a meeting at six tomorrow morning? It's almost eleven now. Go to bed earlier. "

There is Xiao Jinwen here, neither of them dare to speak loudly, which is very inconvenient.

Lu Shaoming stretched out his index finger to curl the hair around her cheek. He leaned down and sniffed. The smell of shampoo was really fragrant.

"Ma'am, I can't sleep."

Ning Qing avoided to let him touch, but she was already tortured by the swaying smell of her hair, and the woman's beautiful Qiushui Qiu Tong had a layer of aggrieved and soft light, "You are tomorrow morning Aren't there no meetings? Lu Shaoming, you know you lied to me. "

At this time, her little fragrant shoulder was clasped, and she was pulled over. The man stretched out his right arm to cushion her little head, and started to pull the quilt on the belly to cover her little belly. His left hand The thumb and forefinger pinched her Xiuqiong's little nose like a jade tube, and coddled, "Why should I lie to you? Think for yourself. Everyone is a woman with a child and a man coming home. My house is good, but it's all reversed. I work outside every day, and you still do it, Ning Qing, what else do you want? "

Ning Qing immediately ended, as if the truth had been taken up by him.

Lu Shaoming watched the woman's expression as soft as a kitten all at once, and he felt satisfied. He slowly lowered his body and kissed her.

Ning Qing suddenly softened in his arms, the atmosphere was too beautiful, she was placed in his arms steadily, his rough palm slowly rubbing her small face, giving her tenderness and love.

His handsome silhouette lay down, and her senses were filled with the smell of bathing fragrance in his world.

She lifted her little hand slowly and touched his strong arm, which was very hard. She retracted with an electric shock and hugged his waist, only to realize that he was undressed.

Ning Qing tilted her head and didn't let him tangle her. She buried the flushed pink peach cheeks in the pillow, "Why ... don't you wear clothes?"

Lu Shaoming thought it was funny. He stretched out **** to fasten her small jaw and forced her to look at him. "I also want to know why I don't wear clothes. What about my clothes? Blame me, probably because I didn't make money to raise my wife. So my wife was too busy at work and left me behind, and then I did n’t even have a pajama. "