Chapter 305 I Just Want to Hide You Secretly

Song Yingjie looked for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze.

At this time, "Master Yingjie", a servant brought a cup of coffee.

"Shh." Song Yingjie made a gesture to silence her and waved her down.

The servant saw Ning Qing sleeping and knew that Master Yingjie didn't want to wake up his wife. The servant turned around and thought that Master Yingjie was really good to his wife.

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Lu Shaoming came to pick up Ning Qing at five o'clock. When he got off the car, he saw Ning Qing and Song Yingjie sitting side by side through the French window at first sight.

Ning Qing was still sleeping, with her head resting on Song Yingjie's arm with her face turned sideways.

Lu Shaoming's eyebrows moved, but his face was still calm. He spread his long legs and walked into the villa.

"Yingjie." He stood by the table and called Song Yingjie.

Song Yingjie looked up and said in a low voice, "Brother Shaoming, you are here. Ning Qing is still sleeping."

Lu Shaoming's eyes were deep and his mouth curled up. He suddenly remembered that Ning Qing was Song Yingjie's sister-in-law in terms of seniority, but Ning Qing was not much older than Song Yingjie.

They were of the same age.

Lu Shaoming stepped forward and held up Ning Qing's little face with a big hand. Ning Qing's whole body fell to the left. Lu Shaoming bent down to catch her and let her lean on his arms.

Ning Qing was awakened by the noise. Her watery autumn eyes were still very confused. She looked at it confusedly, then frowned and cried out softly, "It hurts..."

Lu Shaoming quickly squatted down and asked softly, "Where does it hurt?"

As he asked, he saw Song Yingjie standing up in his peripheral vision. He probably heard Ning Qing screaming in pain and got up in a hurry. He pushed the chair back with a large amplitude.

The floor was covered with a good carpet, so there was no sharp sound.

But Lu Shaoming knew that he overreacted.

Ning Qing pressed her calf with one hand, but she couldn't tell where it was. She just acted coquettishly, "Hubby, my leg is numb, it's so uncomfortable..."

Lu Shaoming gently lifted her slender legs with his two big hands, and then massaged them a little bit, "Is it better?"

"Yeah, much better, thank you, husband." Ning Qing smiled sweetly.

Lu Shaoming stood up, supported her slender arm and lifted her up, then held her shoulders and hugged her in his arms, looking up at Song Yingjie. Song Yingjie's right arm and half of his body were numb, and the servant came forward to help him hold his arm.

"Yingjie, what's wrong with you?" Ning Qing didn't know that she was resting her head on his arm.

Song Yingjie shook his head, "It's okay."

The servant smiled, "Madam, you have been sleeping for almost two hours, and you have been resting your head on Master Yingjie's arm. Master Yingjie didn't dare to move at all, for fear of waking you up. Now your body is numb."

"I..." Ning Qing opened her watery eyes and wanted to speak.

But the man next to him spoke, his tone was gentle and indifferent, and no emotion could be heard, "Yingjie, are you okay? It's not easy to hold on for two hours, you should wake up your sister-in-law."

Song Yingjie looked at Lu Shaoming, and the man's deep black eyes swept across his face gently but sharply, as if he could see through all his thoughts.

Song Yingjie avoided his gaze and lowered his eyes, "I know."

Lu Shaoming turned his eyes to the servant, his tone was not serious, but it was cold and clear with the usual neatness and strength of those in high positions, "The wife is pregnant now, can she lie on the table and sleep for an hour or two? It's okay for the wife to be willful, don't you know how to persuade her to go back to her room to sleep, if she gets cold, who can afford it?"

It was the first time that the servant was scolded by Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming lived a refined life and had his own taste. He did not rely on servants, so he didn't pay attention to them on weekdays. He was tolerant of servants whenever there was something, which was the demeanor of a man.

This was the first time he was scolded like this.

The servant was so scared that he trembled all over and bowed repeatedly to admit his mistakes, "Master, it's my fault. I will pay attention next time."

Ning Qing looked at Lu Shaoming in surprise. She didn't know what happened to him today. She quietly pulled his sleeve.

Lu Shaoming glanced at Song Yingjie and gently curled his lips, "Yingjie, let's go back first. You study hard."

Lu Shaoming hugged Ning Qing and left.

Song Yingjie stood by the French window and watched the Bentley leave. At this time, the old housekeeper's voice sounded behind him, "Master Yingjie, there are some feelings in this world that are not worth having. Just keep them in your heart and slowly forget them. Your status is sensitive. It's not easy for the Madam to get to this point today. Don't bring her troubles anymore."

Song Yingjie was silent for a few seconds and nodded, "Yes."

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In the Bentley, Ning Qing looked at the man driving next to her suspiciously. She blinked her long eyelashes twice and asked, "Shaoming, what happened to you just now? I felt sleepy, so I lay down and slept for a while. I didn't expect to oversleep. Why do you blame the servants?"

Lu Shaoming raised his sword eyebrows and stared at her casually with his bright black eyes, "Ning Qing , you complained about leg numbness, I felt sorry for you, so I was in a bad mood, okay? "

Ning Qing laughed twice, bit her pink lips and glared at him, "What happened recently, you become so good at sweet talk."

Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and pinched her tender little face, "Ning Qing, when can you grow up a little? Will you still be so young when I am old?"

A flower bloomed on Ning Qing's beautiful little face, leaned over, hugged the man's right arm, and pecked his handsome face like a bird, "Husband, do you realize how much you have gained by marrying me now? Men like to bring young and beautiful people when they go out for social events. I will never embarrass you. Why do you want me to grow up quickly? People envy you too late. "

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, with a low voice, "I don't want other people's envy, I just want to hide you secretly."

Ning Qing giggled even wider, raised her pink fist and hit him, "Lu Shaoming, what are you hiding for? Others can see but can't touch me. I only belong to you."

Lu Shaoming's right palm slipped into her soft little hand and interlocked with her fingers. But he felt it was not enough, so he kissed her fingertips.

Ning Qing retracted her hand and sat up straight, "Drive seriously."

Lu Shaoming took in her shy look and glanced sideways out of the window. He said casually, "Keep a distance from Yingjie in the future. Yingjie is 20 years old and has reached an age where it is easy to have a crush on girls."

Ning Qing almost choked on her own saliva. She widened her eyes and said in disbelief, "Lu Shaoming, what are you thinking about? I am Yingjie's sister-in-law. In my eyes, he is still a little kid who has not grown up." Bar."

Lu Shaoming knew what she was thinking. She was his wife, so she should treat herself as an elder, but she ignored that she was only 21 years old.

He didn't like this topic too much. His handsome brows furrowed and he turned to look at her. The man's resolute silhouette was perfectly dazzled by the sunset, "Madam, be good, be obedient, and don't make me angry."

"I know, what my husband said makes sense, so I will listen to him." Ning Qing nodded in agreement.

Lu Shaoming patted her little head like a beloved puppy, then winked at the back seat and said, "Go and see the gift I brought back."

Ning Qing looked back and saw that there was really an exquisite gift bag on the back seat.

Ning Qing's eyes lit up. In her mind, Lu Shaoming was the kind of boring man who didn't know how to buy gifts. Even if there were any special holidays, he would just give you his credit card and spend it casually.

I really didn’t expect him to buy gifts.

Ning Qing turned around and reached out to take the gift bag, "Husband, is this the gift you brought back from your business trip?"

"Well, when I came back last night, I just wanted to see you and forgot to take it out." The man smiled softly.

Ning Qing opened the gift bag and first took out a small bottle similar to perfume. The outer packaging was very beautiful, but Ning Qing did not open it. "Husband, is this for my mother?"

"Yes, hasn't Mom always liked picking and making floral dew? This is the latest floral dew developed in Europe. Mom will definitely like it."

Ning Qing leaned over and said loudly on his handsome face, "Thank you for your trouble, husband."

You can tell a man's true feelings from the gifts. He loves Wujiwu. Because he loves her, he puts her family in a very important position.

Just like she, because she loves him, she tries her best to gain Song Yajing's approval because she wants to give him a very warm home.

Ning Qing took out another pipe from the gift bag. It looked like it was from a long time ago. It was made of briar wood and had carved characters on it. At first glance, it looked like a recreational item for wealthy people. It was probably an antique bought from an auction house.

"Husband, is this worth a lot of money?"

"Yeah," Lu Shaoming snorted, "As long as Dad likes it."

Since he snorted, it meant it was really a lot of money, because he wouldn't make a sound with ordinary small money.

Ning Qing leaned forward again and wanted to kiss his face, but the man turned his face sideways, grabbed her soft lips and kissed her hard.

Because he was driving, he didn't dare to be presumptuous and quickly let go of her.

Ning Qing's face was a little red, but wait a minute, Ning Qing flipped through the gift bag. Is it empty?

It was empty!

Ning Qing stamped her feet angrily, frowned, and accused, "Honey, where is my gift? Have you forgotten me?"

The car has already driven into the lawn of Ning's villa. He came back from a business trip last night, and Yue Wanqing called to invite them home for dinner that evening.

Lu Shaoming parked the car, turned off the engine, and smiled, "Madam, we are an old married couple, what more gifts do you need? Isn't my coming back the best gift to you?"

"That...that's different, okay...Lu Shaoming, you are too bad, I don't want to like you anymore, hum!" Ning Qing felt extremely aggrieved, so she opened the car door and wanted to get out.

But her slim arms were clasped, and a thick glass-covered fashion book was stuffed into her arms. Ning Qing lowered her eyes and asked, still dissatisfied, "What is this?"

She casually opened a page, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She quickly closed the book with her two little hands and held it in her arms. She looked at him playfully, her face was burning, and she bit her pink lips and asked him, "Lu Shaoming, what are you doing?" mean?"

"Madam, it's time for us to have a wedding."