Chapter 352 Sister Jane, I Can’t See Anymore

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Lu Shaoming raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked at her, whispering, "I know this is the women's bathroom, you don't need to remind me."

At this time, there was no one in the bathroom, it was very quiet, his low and mellow voice sounded softly, and it was a torture to Ning Qing's eardrums.

She stepped back a little, only to find that her hips were against the washbasin, and there was no way back.

Her little hand was still on his dark blue tweed coat, and her little hand retracted as if it was electrocuted, unable to bear the charming smell of a healthy man emanating from him.

Ning Qing lowered her eyes, pouted her pink lips and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, looked at the bag of clothes on the washbasin, "I like this skirt very much, bought it?"

He chased her just to ask about this dress?

Ning Qing was angry, raised her eyes, and glared at him fiercely, "Yes, I like this skirt very much, do you have any objection? When did I need to ask for your consent to buy a skirt?"

Lu Shaoming frowned, looking at her little face that was particularly lively because of anger, "You didn't understand what I said in the store, you are not allowed to wear this skirt!"

Listen to his tone?

Is she his daughter, and should listen to his teachings?

"Lu Shaoming, why don't you allow me to wear a skirt, what do you think of me? Aren't you too overbearing?"

"Ning Qing, who are you wearing this backless skirt for? You are already a mother who gave birth to a son, why are you still dressed up like a little girl, seeing those men's eyes are glued to you, you are very proud, right? Do you still have any self-awareness?"

Ning Qing was so angry that she trembled all over. Women hate to hear the sentence "You are not a little girl, but a mother" the most. Even if it is true, it is never allowed to be said from a man's mouth.

Because this is a disguised way of saying that she is old!

"Lu Shaoming, I just want to wear this skirt, I just want to wear it for other men to see. In your eyes, I am not a little girl, but in the eyes of others, I am. Go away, go find those girls who are younger and prettier than me."

Ning Qing said, took the bag of clothes with one hand, pushed him away with the other hand, and wanted to run.

But she couldn't run. Her soft waist was held by the man's strong arm. He didn't see how hard he tried, but his arm was like steel, too hard, she couldn't move.

"Lu Shaoming!" She was forced into a corner by him and shouted at him.

But the paper bag in her little hand was taken away by him. She watched the man's big hand reach in, pinched the skirt with two fingers, and threw it directly into the trash can.

Ning Qing's eyes were red, "Lu Shaoming, how can you bully me like this? What did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong!"

She yelled at him, and tears fell as she yelled.

Lu Shaoming took two breaths and looked down at her. The girl's nose was red and her big eyes were drooping.

She swung her little pink fist and beat his chest emotionally.

He didn't move and let her beat him.

Ning Qing got tired after a while. He didn't say anything, so it shouldn't hurt, but her little hand hurt.

She cried even harder. They bullied her. He was so strong, but even his body bullied her. It was unfair!

She kicked him with her little feet in hatred and didn't move.

She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.

Seeing that she had finished venting, Lu Shaoming reached out and gently touched her little face. His thumb covered with thin calluses wiped her tears and smiled softly, "No more..."

Three words, no more...

Ning Qing sobbed on her own. She was confused and naturally annoyed, "What do you mean no more? Just say what you want to say. I don't have time to play guessing games with you!"

"There is no girl younger and prettier than you, because in my heart, you are always 18 years old and always the most beautiful."

Ning Qing forgot to cry for a moment. She didn't expect that he would say such sweet words after bullying her.

So corny!

Ning Qing wiped a tear with her little hand. Her long eyelashes like butterfly wings were quietly and shyly folded, and a layer of sweetness filled her heart.

"Don't cry anymore?" He was curious.

Sometimes I really think that Jia Baoyu is right. Women are made of water. She cries when she says to cry in his arms, and doesn't cry when she says not to cry. She is a very magical creature.

In the past, he had come into contact with many noble ladies. Those women were very reserved and would not be as wild as her, hitting him with both hands and feet, and jumping around in his arms like a little rabbit.

Before, I didn't know what kind of person I liked, but now I know that I like her.

I really like her very much.

Ning Qing bit her pink lips and asked, "Do you still want me to cry?"

In fact, she is very easy to coax, as long as he says a sweet word.

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and bent down slightly. He touched her face twice with one big hand, then slid to her neck and rubbed it slowly.

Ning Qing felt itchy, pushed it with a little force, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Looking up at him, she found that his handsome face was very close to her, and his breath splashed on her skin, making her soft.

"Lu Shaoming." She was still angry in her heart. He wanted to ignore her and ignored her, and now he wanted to... get close to her and get close to her. Is she such a casual person?

It was originally a hateful tone, but when it was uttered, you can tell how soft it is.

Well, Ning Qing thought shamefully, she only allowed herself to be a casual person in front of him.

It didn't matter that he ignored her for so long, as long as he...still wanted her.

The girl was wearing an orange cotton coat today, with a layer of gray fur on the coat hood, which made her delicate face look a bit soft.

His eyes slid down from her willow eyebrows, her beautiful nose, to her beautiful lips. He was not a liar. She was really the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, like a porcelain doll.

His big hand slid down her pink neck, slightly opened the collar of her cotton coat, and took a look. She was wearing a pink... pajamas inside.

"Why did you come out in pajamas?" The man's voice was low and hoarse.

Ning Qing's face flushed. She opened her cotton coat for him to see what she was wearing inside. After hesitating for a few seconds, she answered in a mosquito-like voice, "I have been staying at home recently because I have to give Xiao Lu Shao... Hey, it's convenient to wear pajamas. When Xiao Zhou pulled me out, I didn't change, so I wore a cotton coat outside."

"Well," Lu Shaoming snorted, slowly touching her forehead, "Ning Qing, how many years have you been with me?"

Why did he ask this question and use the word "with"?

"…In two months, it will be two years."

Lu Shaoming frowned and kissed her forehead gently. Time flies. They have been together for two years.

When he saw her wearing that skirt today, he realized that she had grown up.

After giving birth to little Lu Shao, her figure changed. She used to be slender and girlish. Today, although her figure is still slender, her upper body is much plumper and her hips are more upturned, like a blooming rose, with the charm of a young woman.

He realized that the 18-year-old girl had blossomed like a woman.

Two years ago, he coaxed her into picking this immature flower bud in bed, and then trained her to grow up.

Lu Shaoming didn't dare to think about these.

When he thought about it, the blood in his body boiled, and his lower abdomen was straight and uncomfortable.

Lu Shaoming half closed his eyes, his hands were on the soft and tender skin of her pink neck, and he saw the lace collar of her pink pajamas sticking to her delicate collarbone. He thought it was very beautiful. The 31-year-old man liked this kind of delicate girlishness in her very much.

He rolled his Adam's apple, closed his eyes, and kissed her little face in fascination.

When he kissed her, his two rows of thick and long eyelashes like brushes fluttered on her skin, and his fine teeth like shellfish bit her pink lips, and he felt weak all over.

"Shao Ming..." She slowly reached out and grabbed his woolen coat, and said softly, "Shao Ming, can we be together? If you don't like me wearing that skirt, I won't wear it. I know you are busy, so I will stay with you quietly and won't bother you. I will be very good. Shao Ming, I miss you very much, don't you miss me, don't you miss little Lu Shao?"

Ning Qing closed her eyes and kissed his handsome face, whispering softly, "Shao Ming, I love you, I can't live without you."

Listening to the girl's soft voice, Lu Shaoming felt a heat on the tip of his nose, and all his sanity came back in an instant. He frowned, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily because of the sudden pain.

He pushed Ning Qing away and took a few steps back.

What is he doing?

Ning Qing was shocked by his push, "Shao Ming, what's wrong with you?" She stepped forward and reached out to hug him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sorry." Lu Shaoming said, and quickly turned away.

Until the bathroom door closed in front of her, Ning Qing's little hand was still frozen in mid-air. The redness that had just appeared because of his kiss faded away in an instant, and her face turned pale.

It's like this again.

He is always like this.

With one little hand on the washstand, Ning Qing felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, and the corners of her mouth curled up, and she chuckled self-deprecatingly.

The next second, her smile froze on her lips.

Her right hand, which was hanging by her side, slowly flattened in front of her eyes and moved her hand twice, but her vision was dark.

She couldn't see again.

Her legs softened, and Ning Qing sat down on the floor along the washstand, "No..." She shook her head, curled up her legs, and hid in the corner.

At this time, the door of the bathroom was pushed open, and a woman walked in. Seeing Ning Qing huddled in a corner, she hurried forward and said, "Girl, are you okay?"

Ning Qing raised her eyes, and her beautiful autumn pupils were pale, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Girl, go ahead."

Ning Qing opened the small bag she was carrying, then took out her cell phone and handed it over. Her face was still calm, but her hands were shaking, "I have a number in it, can you help me find it?"

"Okay." The person found the number Ning Qing wanted and dialed it.

After a few "beep" sounds, the phone was connected, and Jian Han's clear and comfortable voice came out, "Hello, Ning Qing..."

"Hello, Sister Jian, I'm in the mall now, can you pick me up?"

"Ning Qing, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Jian, I can't see."

...

In the hospital.

Accompanied by Jian Han, Ning Qing underwent a series of examinations. She sat on the bed, and Jian Han walked in with the report.