My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Ning Qing held Xiao Jinwen next to the floor-to-ceiling window and let him bask in the sun. "The result is that Zhou Zhilei will not let me participate in the wine competition."

"Oh ..." Lu Shaoming smiled.

Ning Qing turned around, leaned her delicate back against the floor-to-ceiling window, a **** lazy song, raised her hand to loosen the fish bones messed up by him, and then shuttled the little green hand into the bun In the sloppy waves, she stabbed the man, "What are you laughing at?"

Just know to see her jokes.

Lu Shaoming looked at her sideways, and those tangled hairs were lazily wrapped around her small fragrant shoulders, and the gorgeous sunlight outside the window gave her a gilt of gold, and the woman was full of water.

"May I help?" He asked.

Ning Qing looked at his desk. A red invitation letter was pressed under a document. Ning Qing did not need to guess that it was an invitation letter from Zhou's wine contest.

Zhou's wine competition is well-known both at home and abroad. This kind of invitation letter is not available to ordinary wealthy and powerful people.

The invitation of red wine is naturally a real aristocracy.

Noble flowing from the blood.

Like Lu Shaoming.

Ning Qing smiled delicately and joked halfway, "No, I have a way to enter the wine contest myself, but if Lu Shao is interested, on the day of the wine contest, don't forget to vote for me."

Lu Shaoming glanced at her leg, so white and dangling that his whole body hurt, "OK," he nodded, and a mature square wave appeared in his deep brows, "come to bribe me."

"What?" Ning Qing didn't understand for a moment.

Lu Shaoming extinguished the cigarette **** in the ashtray and spit out the last smoke. "I only count on beauties."

Ning Qing understood, and she gave him a straight glance, three words inseparable from the old business, cesium ghost!

Ignoring him, Ning Qing talked sideways to Xiao Jinwen.

At this moment a deep, angry voice sounded in the ear, "Ning Qing!" Footsteps came, and her slender right arm was curled up.

"Ning Qing, did you hurt your leg? How did you get hurt?"

Just now she was standing sideways, his eyes lingered on her, especially her ****, he naturally noticed her injuries.

When Ning Qing saw his face look heavy, he quickly explained, "I ... I accidentally hit the stone pier when I walked, I broke a little skin, and it was all right."

"If you say nothing is all right?" Lu Shaoming glanced at her, took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Rui.

Zhu Rui knocked on the door quickly and brought a medicine box.

Xiao Jinwen saw that the office door was open, holding Zhu Rui's trouser legs and not letting go, "Shu Xi ... play ..."

He is going out to play.

It's stuffy in the office.

Zhu Rui turned to Lu Shaoming for instructions.

Lu Shaoming took the medicine box and waved his right hand to let Zhu Rui take Xiao Jinwen out to play for a while.

"Woohoo ..." Xiao Jinwen jumped for joy.

...

There were only two people left in the office. Ning Qing was sitting on the sofa, and the man crouched in front of her on one knee. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and took the alcohol ball with a clear palm to deal with her wounds.

When Ning Qing saw him with a poor complexion, he coaxed him softly, "Husband, don't you get angry. Today I met a grandma. The amulet in her hand was blown away by the wind. I helped her pick it up and ran too fast Now. "

"Well," the man snorted, didn't look up, focused and soft, afraid of hurting her, "you are kind, help grandma, it's a stone pier, if you run too fast for a car, Then am I missing my wife? "

Don't blame him for being cautious, but for fear.

Hearing Da Yuan said that during his amnesia, in the UK, she rushed to the street to save her child with a belly of more than 8 months.

He was just such a wife, afraid that she would disappear suddenly.

He can't afford it.

Ning Qing felt soft in her heart. She never felt that the man was so cute. She reached out his two little hands and touched his face. "Her husband, am I not good? You must not curse me."

Lu Shaoming froze his lips, stopped talking, put down the cotton swab, and he put two band-aids on her wound.

You're done.

Wrapping her little hand in his palm, he looked up, and his lacquered eyes were tender and tender, "Mrs., not as an example, huh? You are not alone now, you have a son and a husband, so protect yourself."

"Well." Ning Qing nodded strongly.

Lu Shaoming glanced at her flamboyant red lips, looked down at her legs, and pressed her rough thumb gently against her wound, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

The next second a gentle kiss fell on her wound, and the man kissed her.

Even if she was only slightly injured, all his distress and pity were in it.

"Husband ..." She moved.

Touched and moved, Ning Qing slowly realized that something was wrong. After the man kissed her wound, he didn't leave her leg. His lips rubbed her white skin and kept going up.

Until her red skirt was lifted.

Ning Qing's face flushed, and he quickly reached out and pushed him, "Don't!" She struggled, rolling her hands and feet off the sofa.

The floor was covered with thick, soft carpet, and it rolled down without pain.

Ning Qing was frightened. She had a ten-year age gap with him. This month, he was released a bit by her training, but he is now ... still in her unacceptable range.

Lu Shaoming looked at a small powder ball on the carpet, frowned, dry lips, the man's crimson lips showed a very deep pattern, he stretched his tongue and licked his lips, his appearance was wild and squinting.

There are discomforts, "Are you afraid of this?"

Ning Qing looked at his splendid and handsome appearance and stumbled, "I ... I, I, you ... don't mess around."

Lu Shaoming reluctantly, stood up and hugged her horizontally. "Why is this still the case? It's not fun at all."

Ning Qing nestled in his arms, knowing that he was dissatisfied, but she was indeed ashamed and too shameful.

At this time, his hips were tightened, and his big palm was folded up and squeezed.

Ning Qing was stiff and didn't dare to annoy him, but he couldn't hold back his two shoulders against his wide shoulders, trying to push him away.

Whenever this time, the strong and strong man on his body smells particularly heavy, his deep eyes staring at you without moving, like a fierce tiger lion on the grassland.

That time, Xiao Jinwen was in the living room, separated by a hollow flower plate. In the dining room, he turned off the lights ...

About three words in his dictionary do not contain shame.

Lu Shaoming put her back on the sofa again, and at this moment the knock of the door rang, "Daddy than, Ma Ma ..." Xiao Jinwen stumbled and ran in.

Zhu Rui brought a dinner plate in her hand. "President, ma'am, it's lunch time."

"Well, let it go." Lu Shaoming reached out and hugged Xiao Jinwen, looking at Ning Qing, "I ate here together and then returned to the studio."

He didn't mention the "studio". It was okay. Ning Qing suddenly got up from the sofa and said, "No, it's too late, I forgot I have a notice, I'm leaving ..."

Ning Qing ran away.

"Ma'am, eat again ..." Zhu Rui wanted to stay, but Ning Qing's figure disappeared soon.

"President, Mrs. She ..." Zhu Rui turned his head and wanted to speak, but when he looked at his CEO's face, it was no different than a dark pot.

Zhu Rui shut up quickly.

...

After eight days.

Zhou Zhilei is waiting to pick up at the airport.

She kept looking into it, with joy and excitement on her face. She was going to pick James, the world's top wine critic, and a partner of Zhou's Winery.

Standing not far from Zhou Heng, he and his housekeeper were whispering and talking about something. Zhou Zhilei was proud of her. The opportunity to pick James was that she softened and dipped into Zhou Heng for a long time, and Zhou Heng agreed to her.

When she sees James this time, she must behave well and make everyone look good.

Zhou Zhilei was bored. She looked around the airport lobby and suddenly saw "Lurker" on the LCD screen of the lobby.

It was a dance performance in a concert hall. Naturally, red wine was indispensable. Zhou Zhilei's pupils shrank, and a large screen swept a bottle of red wine --- Yifan.

Ivan?

Zhou Zhilei chewed these two words repeatedly in her heart.

Even though she hated and jealoused Ning Qing very much, she still had to admit the popularity of "The Lurker". There were not many advertisements in this play, but each one was an internationally renowned brand.

This Ivan wine ...

Zhou Zhilei searched in her head. She had not heard of it. Is it the latest wine brand?

What does Yifan have to do with Ning Qing?

Zhou Zhilei felt upset, and she had a very bad hunch.

At this time, "Wow ..." a scream, a group of high-level white-collar workers dragging their suitcases passed by Zhou Zhilei in front of each other. Everyone looked at the LCD screen and discussed enthusiastically ---

"Who has bought Ivan wine? I heard that this Ivan wine is a wine brand founded by Ning Qing himself. Ning Qing is ready to open a winery."

"Neither of us bought it. I even glanced at my mobile phone before I got off the plane. The order for this Ivan wine has been suppressed by a million copies."

"Yeah, Ivan hasn't officially launched the sale yet, but I heard that at a charity party a few days ago, Ning Qing used Ivan wine to entertain the big guys and the high society in the world, and everyone praised it."

"I started chasing Ning Qing three years ago. I didn't expect Ning Qing to develop like a rocket in the past three years. Ning Qing has a vast network of people in the entertainment industry. Opening a winery is a natural thing. Now, my family Ning Qing is going to another step, and I will always support her. "...

Zhou Zhilei's hand on her side was tightly squeezed into a fist. Just now what she had guessed was confirmed. Yifan is a wine brand originally created by Ning Qing.

Is Ning Qing going to open a winery?

Zhou Zhilei glanced at the assistant next to her, her eyes gloomy. "Say, what's going on?"

The assistant was stared at by her terrified, and quickly said, "Miss, just a few days ago," The Lurker "carried an advertisement for the placement of Ivan wine. After the enthusiasm, I learned that Ivan is ... is Ning Qing's original brand, and the popularity of fans has risen again. In the past three years, Ning Qing's Weibo fans have exceeded 100 million. According to statistics, the network alone has nearly 1 million orders. And Ivan has not yet entered the formal promotion process. If it is promoted, the future ... is incalculable. "

inestimable?

Zhou Zhilei's entire face was covered with haze, as if the sky was going to hail.

"And ..." the assistant dared not continue.

"And what, come on!"