Chapter 83 Xu Junxi, Let Her Go

Not loose! "Xu Junxi kissed her hard.

Ning Qing closed her eyes. If he wanted to beat her up, he shouldn't blame her for being ruthless.

Ning Qing wanted to hit the injured back of his head, but before she could do it, the door in front of her opened with a click, and Lu Shaoming stood beside the door.

Lu Shaoming was holding a paper bag in one hand, his deep narrow eyes were like spreading ink, and his whole body was filled with wind, frost and cold dew at night, giving it a chilly air.

Ning Qing froze for a moment. It was such a coincidence that he bumped into her again.

"Xu Junxi, let her go." Lu Shaoming spoke. There was not much anger in his low-pitched voice, but the tone was strong and had a strong meaning of intimidation.

When Xu Junxi saw Lu Shaoming coming, he hugged Ning Qing tighter. He laughed wildly and said, "Lu Shaoming, how can you and Ning Qing compare their two short months with our 20 years? What Ning Qing loves is..."

This "I" was stuck in Xu Junxi's throat, because Lu Shaoming came in one stride and hit Xu Junxi's nose directly with a sharp fist with a strong fist style.

Xu Junxi was forced to let go of Ning Qing, staggered back several steps, and finally fell into the corner of the wall.

When Ning Qing saw that Xu Junxi's nose was filled with blood, he wanted to stand up, but after two attempts, he still collapsed on the ground, looking miserable.

Ning Qing covered her mouth with her hand. She glanced sideways at Lu Shaoming. The man was still holding a paper bag in one hand and stuffed his hand in his trouser pocket. His handsome and dignified appearance didn't look like he had just moved his hand.

His speed was too fast. He took action and knocked down the enemy. His movements were done in one breath. Xu Junxi had no power to parry, but he defeated the enemy with one move.

This was the first time Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming take action. She didn't expect that a man like him could be so... strong and charming even in a fight.

When she was shocked, Lu Shaoming stuffed the paper bag into her arms. His tone was not very good, "Go to the shower room and put on your clothes. Let's go home."

Ning Qing knew from his face that he was in a bad mood. She obediently took her clothes and entered the shower room.

…

After bidding farewell to Ning Zhenguo, the two returned to the car. Lu Shaoming's big, sharp hands pressed on the steering wheel, and with a smooth turn, the Bentley entered the driving lane.

"Why did you open the door to let Xu Junxi into the room?" The man was the first to break the silence.

"I thought it was you, so I opened the door. When I saw it was Xu Junxi, I closed the door, but he squeezed in, and I wasn't as strong as him, so I couldn't stop him." Ning Qing explained.

"Ha," Lu Shaoming smiled, "So he hugged you and kissed you because you were weak?"

Ning Qing heard some sarcasm. She looked sideways at him. The man's resolute face was cold, and his graceful jaw was as sharp as a knife.

Ning Qing's anger had no place to vent, and she had done nothing wrong today. Why should he doubt her like this? Did he know that his suspicion was really hurtful?

Bad guy, really bad.

…

The Bentley parked on the lawn outside the villa, and the two sat quietly for a while without anyone getting out of the car.

A minute later, Lu Shaoming unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car first. He walked around the car and opened the passenger door. The girl was so angry that she puffed her delicate cheeks and "hummed" and ignored him.

"Stop making trouble and get out of the car." Lu Shaoming's tone was a little stiff.

Who is making trouble? Who is making trouble? It is obviously him who is making trouble, okay?

"No, my legs hurt and I can't walk." Ning Qing emphasized the word "legs", silently accusing him. She wanted him to be ashamed, ashamed to death!

Lu Shaoming bent down, unbuckled her seat belt, and then picked her up horizontally.

"Hey!" Ning Qing hit him with her little pink fist. They hadn't reconciled yet, so who allowed him to hug her?

But the accusing eyes came into contact with his handsome face, and he didn't look at her. However, his resolute expression softened a lot, and his thin lips pursed slightly with a hint of remorse.

Ning Qing quickly softened her heart. The autumn night was very cold, and his embrace was warm and desirable. She slowly hooked her arms around his neck and buried herself in his arms.

How could he do this? He forced her. Although he didn't really come, she obeyed. Can't he just give her a few words? Where did his usual gentleman and gentleness go?

…

Ning Qing was put on the big bed in the room by Lu Shaoming. He went to the shower room and then turned back.

The man's pair of black handmade leather shoes were in his lowered gaze. His big hands touched her white windbreaker and actually took off her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Ning Qing was so frightened that she rolled into the bed and stayed away from him.

"Don't your legs hurt? I put the bath water in for you. I'll help you undress and carry you to take a bath."

"No, I'll wash it myself!" Ning Qing climbed down from the bed on her hands and knees, slipped into the shower room like a gust of wind, and locked the door behind her with a click.

Lu Shaoming looked at the closed door, his eyes filled with helplessness and tenderness. He leaned over and put her pair of pink plush slippers at the door. He warned softly, "Although there is a carpet, please don't go barefoot in the future." Run, the slippers are outside, put them on after taking a shower.”

She didn't respond, but there was a sound of gurgling water, which must have been her stepping into the bathtub.

Lu Shaoming leaned his handsome back lazily against the wall, his throat rolled, and his mouth still felt dry.

She closed her eyes and recalled what happened on the bed. She was such a little ball of powder, covered with quilts, and the fragrance in her arms was as warm as jade.

Her skin was milky white. He took one look at her, and the self-control he had been proud of for 30 years collapsed in an instant. He said it was fake, but he exceeded it.

Although he didn't do anything serious in the end, it's hard to forgive.

Knowing that she was very reluctant, she cried so hard, her whole body was trembling, and her little mouth was babbling in pain.