Chapter 282 Lu Shaoming, You Are Bullying Me

Song Ya sat quietly in the luxury car while the driver was driving. She glanced at the man in the back seat and said in surprise, "Dinghua, are you back? Why didn't you notify me?"

Lu Dinghua pinched his eyebrows and said, "I came back with Shaoming. I watched him go in and then I watched him come out with a girl in his arms."

Song Yajing became angry when she mentioned this, "Dinghua, you don't know. At the banquet just now, Shaoming actually proposed to Ning Qing. Ning Qing is not from a famous family, but she has been in the entertainment industry all year round. I am very dissatisfied with her and I don't know." Shaoming was given some ecstasy, and he wouldn't marry her. Shaoming didn't show any respect to Mrs. Zhou or Zhilei at the banquet. I was about to explain a few words, but you ordered me to come out. "

"Ha," Lu Dinghua laughed, "Do you know why I asked you to come out?"

"Why?" Song Yajing asked.

"Because you don't need to explain. I already know what happened in the banquet hall just now. With your words, Shaoming will not marry Ning Qing."

Song Yajing froze, "Dinghua, you mean...you admitted Ning Qing's identity?"

Lu Dinghua's eyes drifted over with a deep look, "What else? Look at you. You have fought with that Ning Qing several times since you returned to T City. Which time did you defeat her? Take the banquet just now, for example, didn't you watch? When you come out, Ning Qing gives way to you everywhere. She only targets the Zhou family mother and daughter. She even considers the media and Shaoming and doesn't say anything too unpleasant. Otherwise, Ning Qing would have said those words of her best friend. "

"What's more, everyone here is watching the Zhou family's mother-daughter joke. Why doesn't anyone criticize you, the evil mother-in-law who beats mandarin ducks? Ning Qing is trying to save your face. She doesn't want to confront you head-on and makes you do it. Can’t stand the stage.”

Lu Dinghua's tone was quite harsh, and Song Yajing had nothing to say. Indeed, this Ning Qing was a very powerful opponent.

"Dinghua, what do you think we should do?"

"This time I came back to China just to see Ning Qing and to see the power of this girl who fascinated Shaoming. After what I just said, I remain neutral towards Ning Qing."

"What?" Song Yajing shook her head in disbelief, "Dinghua, with an identity like Ning Qing's, you can't even enter our Lu family. Besides, Shaoming is doting on her so much now. Men in the shopping mall are most taboo about being emotional, so this means that he has fatal weakness."

Lu Dinghua didn't refute, he just said calmly, "Ya Jing, you made such a fuss just now. There have been several calls from the Lu family to express condolences about the situation here."

Song Yajing's pupils narrowed. Lu Shaoming was right. There were many branches of the Lu family, and their interests were intertwined. There were too many people who coveted the Lu family. She didn't expect news about them to come so quickly.

Lu Dinghua slowly raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "Ya Jing, what Shaoming said just now is right. The Lu family would have no door without him. This kid is getting more and more arrogant in his words, but he also hits the nail on the head. I like it. You, Think about the consequences before doing anything in the future. If you want to control Shaoming, you must first have the capital. "

Lu Dinghua sighed and relaxed in the back seat, "As for this Ning Qing, although she is a bit younger, she has a measured approach and retreat, is calm and calm, and I think she's okay."

"Dinghua, she..."

Lu Dinghua nodded his head in the seat and glanced at Song Yajing casually, "Yajing, don't think about marriages between wealthy families, our Lu family doesn't need it. Speaking of identity, is that Zhou Zhilei the granddaughter of Grandpa Zhou? Her father is just Grandpa Zhou’s adopted son.”

This sentence made Song Yajing frown.

"Okay, you have to wait for a few days. Whether Ning Qing is qualified to be my Lu family's daughter-in-law will need to be tested in the future."

…

The Bentley stopped at Banmingxuan Villa. The two got out of the car. Lu Shaoming picked up Ning Qing and walked to the villa.

Ning Qing hooked her little hands around his neck and swung her thin legs sweetly, "Shaoming, are you tired of holding me? I can walk by myself."

Opening the door of the villa, Lu Shaoming carried her into the bedroom and put her gently on the bed. He lay beside her, not daring to press her. He propped up the bed with a strong arm and kissed her little face, "I'm not tired."

As he spoke, his big palm came to her belly, full of tenderness, "Did the baby bother you this week when I was gone? Are you tired?"

Ning Qing hit his shoulder with her little pink fist, pursing her pink lips and snorted, "You know you won't be here for a week. No matter how busy you are at work, you can still send me a WeChat message. The baby and I miss you. "

"Sorry, not anymore. I will always be by your side." Lu Shaoming kissed her lips and slowly lowered himself to her belly.

He came to lift her skirt.

"Hey, Shaoming, don't!" Ning Qing knew that he just wanted to see the baby, but she was wearing a skirt today, and the inside was... very thin and inconvenient.

Lu Shaoming straightened up and glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

Ning Qing buried her little face deeply into the pillow in shame, pulled the soft quilt beside her to cover her legs, and pushed his big palm with her delicate white hands, "Go away."

Lu Shaoming frowned and gasped for air. His thin lips slid from her face to her white earlobes, hooked them, and said, "Ning Qing, why are you dressed like this?"

As he spoke, his warm and moist male breath spread into her cochlea. She couldn't help but feel happy when her body went limp. She held his handsome face with a small hand, her eyes brightened, "Shaoming, what are you thinking of?" Is it okay? I wore it once before, and I also wore a backless skirt. In the car, you hugged me and sat on your lap. When you found out, you got very angry and even beat me..."

Lu Shaoming smiled softly. The two of them were so close, and his low-pitched laughter seemed to exude a fascinating magnetic field, which was particularly pleasant.

"Where did he hit you?" He took out his big hand, looked for her little **** and slapped her lightly, "Here?"

Ning Qing nodded shyly, "Yeah! Shaoming, have you remembered?"

Lu Shaoming kissed her lips. It wasn't really a kiss. He just pressed it lightly and whispered softly against her, "Sorry, I didn't think about it. Just now, I was just guessing."

Ning Qing was not discouraged and hugged him hard. She comforted him softly, "It's okay, Shaoming. I will tell you every bit of our relationship in the future, and you will remember it slowly."

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded, left her, and came to her belly again.

After not seeing each other for a week, her belly bulged out a little more. Her 1-foot-6 waist and the narrow mouth like a porcelain vase were still there, but the front was bulging out a little, which was particularly cute.

Lu Shaoming covered it with a big palm and touched it twice gently, "Baby, do you miss daddy? Dad misses you very much, and also misses your mother."

There was a soft light in the room, and the man's soft voice echoed in her ears. Ning Qing's narrowed eyebrows were filled with a happy smile, and she raised her little hand to look at the bright and dazzling finger on her ring finger. Diamond ring, so nice, so happy.

"Shaoming," Ning Qing gently tapped her belly with her delicate white fingers, "his name is Xiao Lu, and the baby is me."

Shameless, she competed with Mr. Lu for favor.

"Ha." The man chuckled and kissed her belly gently.

After kissing the belly, he continued upward.

Ning Qing didn't know when the taste of his kiss changed. She clenched the sheets tightly with her two small hands, and her narrowed eyes were filled with the man's hard and cold short hair resting on her chest.

"Shaoming..." She called out weakly and helplessly, holding his handsome face and dragging him upward.

"What's wrong?" He turned over, grabbed her little hand holding the sheets with one big hand, slipped in, and interlocked with her fingers.

"Come on, baby, tell me, when did you and him first meet?"

Ning Qing had Mi Li in her eyes. Just looking at his handsome face would make her heart beat faster. She didn't ask so many questions, but he asked this one.

Ning Qing hit his arm with a small pink fist and said angrily, "What the hell, he is you. If you talk to me in such a weird way again, I will be really angry."

Being hit by her, Lu Shaoming groaned in pain.

Ning Qing was startled. She touched his arm with her little hand and asked nervously, "Shaoming, what's wrong with you? Are you injured anywhere?"

"It's okay," Lu Shaoming shook his head, "I had a small accident when I was on a business trip. My arm was injured, but it's not serious."

"Really? Show me." Ning Qing sat up.

The man knelt on the bed, his deep and bright black eyes glanced at her with an extremely evil look, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was filled with a hoarse and sexy smile, "You really want to see it? Take it off yourself."

It took Ning Qing 3 seconds to understand what he meant. If she wanted to see his arms, she would have to take off his shirt first.

Ning Qing blushed, "Lu Shaoming, what are you thinking about? It's just your injury, why are you thinking so unhealthy?"

The man stood up from the bed, stood tall and handsome, and looked at her condescendingly, "Ning Qing, I just asked you to take off your clothes, and I didn't ask you to do anything. What are you thinking? Will such an unhealthy thought lead to Did you ruin our little Mr. Lu?”

Ning Qing, "..." Get out!

She picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it at him, "Lu Shaoming, you are bullying me."

Lu Shaoming quickly avoided it. He opened the door of the shower room and said with a smile, "Ning Qing, I'm going to take a shower."

The sound of rushing water soon sounded in the shower room. Ning Qing got out of bed and took a look inside. The door was open, and the man's muscular body was looming on the thick frosted glass.

Ning Qing felt her mouth was dry, so she coughed and cursed herself in her heart.

Actually think about it, it’s been two months since the last time.

It’s not that I don’t miss him.

Seeing that he had thrown his changed clothes on the washstand, Ning Qing was fine, so she walked quietly by the door, picked out his dirty clothes, and put them in a bamboo basket to be washed tomorrow.

While holding his clothes, a photo fell to the ground.

She bent down to pick it up.

Holding the photo in her hand, her pupils shrank.

"Ning Qing!" At this time, the man finished taking a shower, tied a towel around his waist, and walked out.

Their eyes met. Lu Shaoming looked at the photo in her palm, and the smile on his handsome face froze.