Chapter 283: Start over and Create Memories Together

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and then Ning Qing showed a soft smile, "Shaoming, are you done washing?"

She looked away, put the photo back into his trouser pocket, walked to the bamboo basket, and put his clothes in it.

At this moment, a tall figure came up behind her. Lu Shaoming hugged her from behind, protecting the bulge on her belly with a big palm. He kissed her little face, "Are you hungry? There is no aunt at home. You are not allowed to touch cooking fumes from now on. Do you want to go out to eat?”

Ning Qing shook his head, "No, you can't eat food from outside often. Shaoming, why don't we go home for dinner? My mother must have cooked a lot of food. She has made me fat recently."

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded, "Okay, let's go home and eat."

After hearing his agreement, Ning Qing wanted to leave his arms, but the man held her in his arms and refused to let go. There was a light fragrance on the man after the shower, and the short hair on her skin was still wet, and she was covered in moisture.

"Are you hungry?" he asked again.

"What?" She didn't understand.

"Can you go home for dinner later...I remember you are three months old."

Ning Qing's whole body was on fire. What he was implying was too serious.

Biting her pink lips with her scallop-like teeth, she said softly, "I only ate two small snacks at night..."

"Oh," the man responded, kissed her hair, let go of her and turned around, "I'll change my clothes and leave."

But he couldn't take a step away, because his little finger was tightly held by the girl. Looking back, the girl looked at him with extremely bright eyes, "I haven't finished speaking yet... although I haven't eaten much." , but I’m not hungry.”

Lu Shaoming's eyes burned instantly and he walked over quickly. He picked up the girl and placed her gently on the bed.

The man put his hands on her sides and stared at her delicate little face.

Since she became pregnant, her energy and blood have improved a lot, and her fair and tender skin has a layer of healthy powder, but her face is still so small, no bigger than his palm.

"What would he call you at this time? Madam?"

Ning Qing was too shy to look at him, but she couldn't help but secretly opened a slit in her eyes to look at him. When he stood above her and looked down at her, his facial features looked particularly three-dimensional and deep. He had just taken a bath and was tired. He looks fresher and looks younger and more handsome.

The slender eyelashes trembled fiercely, hitting the beautiful eyelids like butterfly wings, with a thrilling beauty.

"...little lady."

She spit out three words.

"Haha," the man chuckled hoarsely, "There is a young lady hiding in the house, and she enjoys it too much."

What to say?

Ning Qing lightly punched his chest, her face turned red and she snorted as softly as a mosquito, "No...we got married four months ago...that, and it was already winter by then."

If she and he calculated the number of times based on how long they had known each other, they would be too few.

"Well..." Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and kissed her lips, "I really owe you. Other wives are used to indulge, but you are used to endure. That was the case before and it is still now."

It took me so long to get married before I met her, and now that I'm pregnant, I can't touch her.

As a man, he was too frustrated.

Ning Qing smiled sweetly. They are just a couple. He loves her so much and is willing to endure his longing for her. This is the best silent love he has for her.

This time he deliberately slowed down his pace, and did not rob her violently. He was mostly concerned about her feelings, if his strength was ignored.

Ning Qing felt that Lu Shaoming, who had not lost his memory, was like a man who knew how to savor red wine, attacking cities and seizing territory between advances and retreats.

At this time, Lu Shaoming was mostly a power type. When encountering this kind of thing, male hormones would inevitably surge, speed and passion.

Ning Qing stretched out her slender arms to hook his neck. It was a hazy night, and she felt so comfortable being able to do such an intimate thing of kissing with the man she loved most.

After kissing for a long time, the two separated, and Lu Shaoming came to untie her dress, "Hey, Shaoming," Ning Qing held his big palm and asked, "Where have you been this week?"

Lu Shaoming froze and did not answer.

In fact, Ning Qing knew the answer. Although she didn't know how the photo was taken, it should be the United States.

From UK to US…

Ning Qing guessed the reason why he disappeared this week.

Did he go looking for memories?

Ning Qing held his handsome face with her two small hands, raised her body and kissed his eyes, "Shaoming, I think you never know one thing. I loved you before, but I love you even more now. Because as long as I think that you have lost your memory now and there is another Lu Shaoming hidden in you, I love you even more. "

Lu Shaoming's clear and bright pupils shrank, he thought he had lost his memory, and her love was divided into two halves, half for him before, and half for him now.

In comparison, she must have loved him more than before.

But now she told him that no.

"Shaoming, I have always wanted you to get your memory back. It's not because I want you to become another person, but that part of the memory belongs to you, and the past you also belongs to you. Remember, you are not being manipulated. Divided into two people, but two people are superimposed on you, Shaoming, don't compete with yourself, you just need to know that the person I married is you, and I gave all my first time to you, my little Mr. Lu. It’s yours too, you’re my only one.”

Only now did she understand why he kept saying "he". He had no memory. The past was blank to him, and he couldn't feel the reality.

He is really jealous of himself.

He competes with himself for a long time, which will form a kind of stubbornness.

And stubbornness is a terrible mental illness.

Lu Shaoming was a little confused, his voice was hoarse, "Really? But Ning Qing, maybe I can't get my memory back in this life."

He even tried a car accident, but it didn't work.

Ning Qing kissed the corner of his mouth gently, "Shaoming, if you can't recover your memory, then don't recover it. The most important thing is that we are together now, and we still have a lot of time to spend together in the future. Let's start over and create our memories together."

Lu Shaoming was not sure, "Can I?"

"Why not?" Ning Qing raised her body and half hung on him, "From now on, feel me well, I am yours, only yours."

Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened and he quickly suppressed it.

"Hey!" Ning Qing pushed his chest to prevent him from succeeding.

"What's wrong again?" There was a hint of impatience in the man's hoarse voice.

"Let me see your arm." Ning Qing held his right arm and took a look. He saw a deep wound on his muscular arm. Although it had scarred, it looked a little hideous.

Probably because he had just held her for a long time, some blood had seeped out of the scar.

Ning Qing felt so distressed that she lowered her eyes and gently kissed his hideous scar, "Shao Ming, does it hurt? Don't let yourself get hurt in the future, okay? You are not alone now, and both me and the baby need you to take care of us."

Her jelly-like lips kissed his arm warmly and smoothly, and Lu Shao Ming rolled his Adam's apple and pushed her back to the bed, "I know, don't dawdle, I can't wait."

Ning Qing, "..." If he recovers his memory in the future, I wonder what he will think of this impatient "can't wait"?

...

The entertainment headlines of the next day were indeed contracted by Ning Qing. The entire page of the entertainment newspaper exaggerated the proposal to the utmost. After three months, the whole city knew that Ning Qing became Mrs. Lu.

From then on, whenever the name "Ning Qing" was mentioned, the envy and jealousy of women in the city would follow.

Her diamond ring that crowned love was appraised by relevant people and its price was over 100 million.

It is indeed unique in the world.

The filming of "City of Love" was completed in one month. Ning Qing held a celebration banquet and attended several press conferences in person.

She handled the press conferences with ease, giving the media reporters enough highlights and revelations. When facing questions, she became more elegant, calm, and smooth.

Of course, after these press conferences, some people were lucky enough to see the man in a shirt and trousers. He left a noble and mysterious figure to everyone. He personally escorted his pregnant wife and sent her away.

The couple entered the stage of sweet love.

Ning Qing struck while the iron was hot and officially released "City of Love" on June 6 in the hot summer. The box office on the first day of its premiere exceeded 30 million, and the box office exceeded 400 million in one week, successfully breaking the box office history of the film industry.

Ning Qing's career rose to a new height in a week. The stock of Huancheng Film and Television rose by 6 consecutive trading limits. Her net worth successfully rose to the top of the Forbes celebrity list, ranking first.

Not only that, she was selected as the most influential female star in China, representing the first time that a Chinese artist appeared on the cover of a Milan Fashion Week magazine, and fame and fortune rolled in.

Ning Qing today is no longer the same as before.

On this day, Xiao Zhou was in an extremely excited state when someone interrupted her, "Hello, is this Ning Qing's studio? I want to find Ning Qing."

Xiao Zhou looked up and saw a middle-aged man with upper-class clothes and extraordinary demeanor. She asked politely, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Lu Dinghua smiled and said, "I am Lu Shaoming's father."

Xiao Zhou was shocked and hurried forward, "It turns out that you are our Ning Qing's father. Hello, Ning Qing is in the office. I will take you there now."

Xiao Zhou took Lu Dinghua to the door of the office, where Ning Qing was talking to Yin Moer under his company.

"Ning..." Xiao Zhou wanted to speak.

But Lu Dinghua waved his hand, which meant that since he was here, he might as well listen.

Ning Qing sat in the office chair, Yin Moer said, "Director Ning, I received a dinner invitation from an entertainment tycoon yesterday, I don't know if I should go?"

Ning Qing looked up, she curled the corners of her lips and smiled, "'City of Love' has successfully promoted you to the ranks of first-line actresses, you will receive more and more invitations, and I can't interfere with your private life. When going to a social dinner, think about your bottom line first, can you drink and tolerate being touched and slept with?"

Yin Moer is in her early twenties this year, and obviously can't accept Ning Qing's sharp words. She blushed and waved her hands, "Director Ning, I don't mean that..."