Chapter 302. Lu Shaoming, Is It Shameful?

Never turn over?

Zhou Zhilei was so stimulated by these words that her head was dizzy. In fact, she knew that she had lost with Song Yajing, completely.

"Ha," Zhou Zhilei sneered, "Ning Qing, let's see."

Zhou Zhilei supported Kong Lan and left.

Ning Qing stood upstairs looking at the backs of the mother and daughter. Her clear and bright autumn eyes finally nipped Zhou Zhilei in the bud.

There was one more person who said "wait and see" to her, but there were too many people saying this to her. Who is Zhou Zhilei?

At this time, the phone was still ringing, Lu Shaoming's call.

A sweet smile appeared on Ning Qing's lips, and she pressed the button to answer, "Hello, hubby."

Calculating the time, it was night over there, and the man was probably sleeping. His low-alcoholic voice was hoarse and magnetic, "Is the matter settled?"

"Well, it's all taken care of. Husband, I have helped you clean up all the mess in your harem." Ning Qing said softly and proudly.

The man was laughing, where did "harem" come from, "Thank you, madam, you are great."

Ning Qing smiled from ear to ear and covered the phone with her little hand. "Hubby, you're welcome. You can go back to sleep. Didn't I promise you to just call me at that time? You don't have to answer it."

She had timed the scene just right and asked Lu Shaoming to call her in advance. This call was to put psychological pressure on Song Yajing.

Lu Shaoming is no longer here, but the deterrent is still there.

"I don't trust you, so I want to hear your voice."

There was a smile in Ning Qing's eyes, her face was red, her whole body was weak, her watery autumn eyes scanned the surroundings, and there was no one around. She asked quietly, "Husband, when will you come back?"

She shouldn't push a man when he's on a business trip, because it's not virtuous and makes her seem clingy.

But I still want to ask.

The man on the other end was in a good mood and asked, "Madam, when do you want me to go back?"

Hate!

Why did he throw the question to her again?

"Well, there's no need to worry, husband, work is important."

"Hey, why did Madam give such an official answer?" I was afraid of offending her, so I finally added, "I'll go back tomorrow."

Ning Qing's eyebrows widened, "Okay, hubby, Mr. Lu and I will wait for you."

…

The two hung up the phone in disgust, and Ning Qing walked to the door of the room where Song Yingjie was locked up.

"Knock knock", she knocked on the door, "Yingjie."

The door was locked and could not be opened. Song Yingjie stood by the door and answered, "Huh?"

"Yingjie, thank you for today. Don't worry, mom will release you tomorrow."

Song Yingjie was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Ning Qing, have you lived like this before? Life is like a battlefield?"

"Yes," Ning Qing nodded, "There are too many bad guys who want to harm me. I need to become stronger and defeat them one by one. As you can see, if I don't defeat them, I will not know how I died in the end. I don’t even know. Yingjie, you need to protect yourself and keep your happiness just like me. Today is just the beginning, you did a good job.”

"I see."

"Well, Yingjie, I'm going back then. I've been very tired recently and want to sleep." Her physical strength was exhausted and she was really too busy recently.

"good."

Song Yingjie leaned against the door, listening to the girl's footsteps walking away. A few years later, when he stood at the pinnacle of power, he would often think of this scene. Today, the girl led him to fight the first battle in his life.

…

Ning Qing returned to Banmingxuan Villa. It was only the afternoon and she still needed to work, but she wanted to give herself a half-day holiday because she was really tired this week and she had bruises under her eyes.

After having a baby, her energy is not as good as before.

After returning to the bedroom and taking a shower, she got into bed in her pajamas and looked at the two pillows on the bed. She slowly moved her little head to the man's pillow to occupy his space.

The clean and refreshing smell of the man was still on the pillow. Ning Qing took a sip and closed her eyes sweetly.

Her husband is finally coming back.

Ning Qing fell asleep quickly, and when she was in a daze, she heard someone calling her, "Ning Qing."

Ning Qing opened her sleepy eyes, and a handsome face with carved features appeared in her sight.

"husband…"

Ning Qing blinked her long eyelashes like butterfly wings twice and murmured, as if it was her husband.

Lu Shaoming looked at her half-awake and half-sleeping look. Her eyes were watery and childish, and her face was as red as a delicate apple. Anyone who saw her wanted to pounce on her and take a bite.

"Madam..." He raised the corners of his lips and spoke softly.

Ning Qing guessed that she was dreaming. How could Lu Shaoming's flight tomorrow be here now?

He was still abroad when I called him just now.

Well, I’ve been really tired recently.

She took a breath, turned around slowly, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep. She still pouted her pink lips aggrievedly while sleeping, "Husband, why do you come to my dreams every day? I miss you so much." ...I'm so sleepy, my husband is good, I still want to sleep..."

Lu Shaoming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It had only been a week since he had seen his little wife and he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched out a big hand and touched her tender little face. He couldn't help but squeezed it slightly, "Madam..."

The pain on her face made the sleeping girl suddenly open her eyes. She turned around and stared blankly at the man standing above her for one second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Husband? Husband, are you back?"

She immediately stretched out her slim arms to hook the man's neck, and kept rubbing her pink mouth on his handsome face.

Lu Shaoming smiled little by little, clasped the girl's waist with his two big palms, and easily lifted her out of the quilt.

He stood up, held the girl's hips with his big hands, put her legs on his slender waist, and then held her and spun in the air.

He coaxed her like a little girl.

"Madam, are you awake? This is not a dream, it's me. I'm really back."

Ning Qing was wearing a dark purple V-neck nightgown. Her eyes touched the mirror. She saw a pink and waxy little dumpling in the mirror being held by a man. He rotated her around, and her beautiful skirt was swinging in the air. A circle of happy and wanton arcs.

Ning Qing hugged him deeply, put her little mouth to his ear and blew her breath, "I haven't woken up yet, but this time I fainted again. It's really like a dream. Husband, I miss you so much." …”

They say a little goodbye is better than a wedding. This time he was away on business for so long.

She missed him crazy.

Lu Shaoming held her on the high window sill. The window was opened a crack, and the cool summer breeze blew slowly. The golden gauze curtain dancing in the wind revealed the dreamlike mirage of the entire T city. Everything was like this. beautiful.

One hand hugged her waist and held her in his arms. The thumb of the other hand slowly came to her beautiful red lips and rubbed them back and forth.

The two people's eyes met, and they could not be separated. There was a "sizzling" electric current in the middle.

His bright black eyes were full of tenderness, and his tall body leaned down. The girl he wanted to hug even in his dream finally fell into his arms. He rubbed her delicate skin with the tip of his nose as high as a mountain peak, smelling her freshness. The soft and sweet breath of waking up.

It's never enough.

"Madam, I miss you too, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

Following her tone just now, he said "I miss you so much" one more time than she did, because he definitely wanted more than she did, which was less for Xiao Lu.

He was thinking about two people at the same time.

His low-alcohol and magnetic voice penetrated her eardrums like an electric current. Ning Qing's body trembled and she quickly fell into his arms like water.

You can't be touched by him, and your strength will be gone if you touch him.

Two delicate white hands tightly grasped the sleeves of his shirt. He had the body odor of the healthy and mature man she was obsessed with.

"Honey, what are you waiting for?" She bit her pink lips and said two words, "Kiss me... ugh!"

He kissed her.

He gently clasped her chin with two fingers, forcing her to raise her head. Ning Qing closed her eyes and endured it extremely delicately.

After not touching her for many days, Lu Shaoming really thought about it. He knew that she never liked him being too hasty, but he couldn't control himself. He kissed her soft and fragrant lips twice and pushed in, hooking her hard.

Ning Qing knew that he was hopeless. Unless his memory was restored, he would be rude to the end.

But she was so sweet in her heart, her eyebrows curved and she smiled, adapting to his strength, her delicate white hands climbed up his broad shoulders little by little, and responded to him greenly.

The man obviously couldn't stand this little initiative from her, so he kissed her, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't suppress an uncontrollable groan in his throat.

Ning Qing's face turned red and her memory regressed. He was like this at the end of the last time.

The man's hum was deep and hoarse, which was very touching.

Pushing him away, he hit him with his little pink fist, and he couldn't help but kiss him. Lu Shaoming, is it embarrassing?

Lu Shaoming stretched out his palm to clasp her little hand, wrapped it tightly in his palm, lowered his eyes and rubbed her pink neck, "Madam, your husband is really too depressed, and he can't control some of his physiological reactions. …Can our little Mr. Lu be born soon?”

Look what he said?

Ning Qing refused, and stretched out her feet to kick his legs. He had just taken them out from the quilt. She was not wearing shoes, and her pair of thin white jade feet were swinging on the high window sill, and now she kicked him on his trousers.

"Lu Shaoming, what are you talking about? For the sake of your little animal bath, you urged our little Shao Lu to be born quickly. Is this what a father said? Nezha has been pregnant for three years, and he has not seen Li Jing, the king of the tower, in a hurry. Be like you."

"Madam, what do you know? Didn't you see that Li Jing doesn't like Nezha? He hasn't liked him since he was a child."

It was over, Ning Qing's face turned red, a fairy tale was ruined by him like this.

Ning Qing picked up her pink fist and continued to hit him, accusing him delicately, "Why are you so stupid? Mr. Lu, do other people know that you are so stupid?"

"What, madam, do you want others to know? I am only interested in you." Lu Shaoming hugged her and ran his big palm down her delicate collarbone.

Ning Qing buried her face in his arms with a red face. She glanced at his handsome appearance and lowered her eyelids shyly. She didn't dare to look at him for a second time, but her lips and tongue were blocked by him. If she wanted to struggle, he would stop her with one arm. She was clasped in his man's steel arms.

Ning Qing whimpered twice, unable to break away. After being apart for so long, she still missed her. She closed her eyes and let him wrap around her.