Chapter 1192 Whose Wife Are You?

Seeing Ning Qing struggling, Lu Shaoming raised his body slightly. He frowned displeased and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Ning Qing pushed his chest with both hands, "I still have things to do, that...do you remember Liu Wenlong and Li Yi? Seven years ago, they separated because of an accident. Wenlong has been together all these years. Unmarried, he is waiting for Xiaoyi, and now Xiaoyi is back, I...I..."

"What do you want to do?" Lu Shaoming did not let go of her. He pressed gently on her body, and kissed her delicate face and earlobe with his thin lips.

He has an excellent memory, so he naturally remembers those two people.

Ning Qing had a pretty little face, and her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled a few times, then closed and opened again, her breathing became more and more panting.

The feeling in the body is very strong, wave after wave.

He is familiar with her sensitivity, and he can defeat her with a slow and frivolous move.

He did it on purpose.

so bad.

"Don't..." Ning Qing maintained her last sense and hummed in his arms, "It really can't be done now... It's been seven years. Their regret is also my regret. Whether it's sad or happy, they all need an ending."

Liu Wenlong and Li Yi have no ending.

This is Ning Qing's regret for many years.

Lu Shaoming easily pressed her shoulder with a big palm, straightened up slightly, and skillfully pulled off his metal belt with his left hand. He leaned down and bit her earlobe, "This kind of thing can be said in two words. Fate is actually very simple, let them meet..."

"Ah..." Ning Qing screamed uncontrollably. She didn't know whether it was because of the pain in her earlobe or the pain down there...

He actually...

Ning Qing bit her lower lip tightly with her scallop-like teeth, looking at him accusingly and resentfully with her beautiful eyes.

Lu Shaoming was frowning. After breathing slightly, he smiled at her with his narrow and charming eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Ning Qing immediately punched him with a fist.

Over the years of marriage, he had been very gentle to her under the bed, and he was rarely so rude.

Look at his appearance. He is serious. His suit and shirt are not messed up. Only his belt and trousers are unzipped. He is in such a hurry.

Lu Shaoming smiled lowly and happily, "This is your punishment for sneaking into Beijing. Madam, you've kept me dry for so long, and you're still not allowing me to use force on you?"

"You!" Ning Qing struggled.

But her strength was far inferior to that of a man. Lu Shaoming kissed her hair and started to move.

Ning Qing's body was immediately covered with a thin layer of sweat, like dew on peach petals. She wanted to scold him, but he blocked her red lips.

When her consciousness was blurred, she allowed him to kiss her damp hair carefully and pitifully. She turned her head to look at the pale golden tassels beside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The corner of her eyes overlooked his muscular waist and abdomen. The expensive black suit was ironed. The corners of the neatly ironed white shirt showed wild and charming curves in her eyes as he moved.

She closed her eyes in resignation.

He wins again.

After a while, she suddenly remembered something, "Husband, who did you bring with you this time?"

"Second brother..."

Ning Qing immediately opened her eyes. The second child was the child she was least worried about.

"What? Where are the others?"

She pushed him away.

Lu Shaoming was pushed away by her off guard, and the man's dark narrow eyes opened unhappily, filled with scarlet emotion, "Be with Secretary Zhu."

"I'm going to take a look at him. Has he gotten into any trouble these days?"

The second child of his family has been possessed by some unknown evil recently, and has fallen in love with a...little fairy girl. She kowtows and bows to the room all day long, as if she has lost her soul.

Ning Qing crawled under the bed. As soon as she reached the edge of the bed, a strong arm hugged her and she was placed on the man's waist.

Lu Shaoming leaned against the bed lazily, looking at her intently, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go see my son..."

"Ning Qing, let me ask you, whose wife are you?"

Ning Qing paused, "..."

"Is this a difficult question to answer?"

Ning Qing, "..."

Lu Shaoming pulled away and left.

Ning Qing came back to her senses and hugged him immediately, "Pfft..." She smiled lovingly, "Yours! Your wife! No one will compete with you! Not even your son! Husband, I love you so much. "

Someone looked back arrogantly and raised his eyebrows, "That's pretty much it."

Fall down again, suppress...

…

The art exhibition came to a successful conclusion, and Ye Xiaotao was ready to set up her own studio. She soon bought a two-story office building in the center of the city.

Because the office building was too far from Yejia's villa, Ye Xiaotao rented an elegant single apartment near the office building.

That day, Gong Yi drove his Ferrari sports car to pick up Ye Xiaotao. In the car, he complained, "Xiao Tao, what kind of apartment are you renting? Your studio is very close to my residence. You can move in with me." "

Ye Xiaotao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at him, "What a beautiful idea!"

Gong Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled seductively, "Are you worried that if we live alone together, we will easily get into trouble? Don't worry, I will never touch you before we get married. I will never touch you in twenty years." I’ve been waiting for it for a few days.”

"Gong Yi, haven't you heard that if a man's words can be believed, then even sows will climb trees."

"Yeah! You think I didn't say that."

Ye Xiaotao smiled.

The sports car quickly stopped at Zizhuyuan. Ye Xiaotao took Gong Yi up to the 12th floor. She rented room 1201. Ye's father had already sent someone to decorate it.

Gong Yi walked around twice in the apartment of more than 100 square meters. It had plenty of light and a quiet environment. It was indeed suitable for living. "Xiao Tao, you have good taste."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ye Xiaotao poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Gong Yi.

Gong Yi looked at her delicate face, "Honestly, Xiaotao, if you feel scared or... lonely at night, call me at any time, I will be there at any time."

Ye Xiaotao rolled her eyes and said casually, "What do you want to do?"

After that, she turned around.

Just after taking two steps, Gong Yi hugged her from behind and hugged her into his arms. The ambiguous voice sounded in her pink neck, "Girl, don't you know what I want to do?"

Ye Xiaotao froze.

"I..."

Gong Yi grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, then hugged her slender waist and pushed her to the corner of the wall, reaching out to touch her face. The girl's skin was like freshly shelled lychees, exuding waves of tempting sweet fragrance.

"Girl, I want to kiss you." Gong Yi kissed her red lips.

Ye Xiaotao did not close her eyes. She knew that this day would come sooner or later. The man in front of her was her choice, and she could not refuse.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax herself, but when Gong Yi's lips kissed her neck, her body was as stiff as a stone. She was not a cold person. She knew that she was very happy and out of control when she was with Leng Hao before.

Leng Hao...

Ye Xiaotao remembered that he had really disappeared from her sight since the exhibition.

A month had passed.

Ye Xiaotao's thoughts were confused. At this time, her chest tightened. Gong Yi had buried himself in her chest.

"Gong Yi!" Her face turned pale and she pushed him away without thinking.