Chapter 132 But Shao Ming

Ning Qing wanted to hit the wall, but the rough force holding her two small hands suddenly loosened, and she was exhausted and collapsed on the snow.

She curled up her legs, shielded her chest with her two slender arms, and looked up.

The handsome figure that was still circling in her mind a second ago suddenly appeared. Lu Shaoming came.

When did he come back?

Did he come to save her?

Lu Shaoming grabbed the wrist of the crazy demon and gently bent it. With a "click", the crazy demon screamed and his hand was broken.

Lu Shaoming did not give him any chance to breathe. His proud long legs kicked the crazy demon's crotch with a sharp wind. Another scream resounded throughout the field. Ning Qing saw blood splattering. Lu Shaoming kicked the man to pieces.

This was the second time Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming take action. He always took action smoothly and defeated the enemy with one move. Today, he was fierce and violent again.

When Ning Qing was dazed, her unfocused pupils suddenly met the man's black eyes.

He was wearing a black tweed coat and looked down at her. His resolute and handsome face was extremely cold in this snowy day, looking at her coldly.

Ning Qing burst into tears instantly.

She lowered her eyes in panic. She knew how embarrassed she was at the moment.

If he guessed correctly, he must have seen her lying on the wall when he came. The pervert was behind her. The man had taken off his pants, and her lower body was cold without any clothes to cover her.

She was already unclean enough, and now he saw such an unbearable scene.

Ning Qing would rather have hit her head and died at that time.

Tears "crackled" and fell into the snow. When she was at a loss, her body suddenly felt warm. The black tweed coat had wrapped her tightly.

The next second, the man picked her up horizontally, and her weak body, which was so cold and stiff, finally returned to his warm and wide arms.

Ning Qing didn't dare to look up at him. She wanted to stay away from him, at least not get close to him with those dirty smells.

But his iron arms were so tight around her, and his strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Doesn't he... think she is dirty?

After walking a long way, he saw Zhu Rui leading the police car waiting. Zhu Rui stepped forward, "President."

"Well, it's all up to you."

"Yes."

Ning Qing was carried into the car by Lu Shaoming. The car was warm and the heater was on. He didn't put her down, but held her on his lap and held her tightly in his arms.

Ning Qing couldn't stop crying. Why was he still so good to her?

She didn't deserve it.

...

Lu Shaoming carried Ning Qing into the villa room. Aunt Yang didn't come in, but waited by the door. Ning Qing was gently put into the soft bed.

Ning Qing closed her eyes tightly, not knowing how to get along with him.

But the next moment, his two big hands tore off her thin woolen coat, and then "ripped" from the collar of her cashmere sweater, tearing her clothes from head to tail.

Ning Qing was so scared that she hid in the quilt. She had no extra clothes on her body. The cashmere sweater was torn by him, and only Xiaoyi was left.

Ning Qing's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled in panic. She bit her lower lip tightly, and the cry of fear and shame overflowed from her throat.

What did he do?

She felt the man's big hands pressing on her small shoulders and turning her over, then slowly moving down, holding her slender ankles and spreading them apart.

"No!" Ning Qing finally couldn't stop screaming, she pushed him, crying and begging for mercy, "No, please, please... woo woo."

Did he want her?

Not at this time.

Ask him to keep some dignity for her.

Ning Qing cried so sadly, her milky white delicate little body curled up tightly on the bed, so small, weak and helpless like a lamb to be slaughtered.

She cried breathlessly, and the girl's sniffling sound was still delicate. When she turned sideways, her two delicate collarbones showed deep butterfly grooves, which was very beautiful.

Lu Shaoming stretched out two fingers and gently held her small chin, "What do you think I want to do? I just checked if you have any wounds."

Ning Qing was stunned. His voice was flat, and it was almost impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but she stopped crying slightly. Her delicate little body twisted restlessly, trying to get her ankle free. She hummed softly, "No need to check... there, that person didn't touch me..."

There was silence on her body for three seconds. As soon as the clear and charming breath was removed, Lu Shaoming got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

He quickly turned back and held her horizontally, "Since there are no wounds on your body, take a hot bath first to avoid catching a cold."

She was gently put into the bathtub. The water temperature was hot. She trembled all over when she suddenly touched the hot water. After adapting to the water temperature, the pores all over her body opened comfortably.

She opened her eyes, but still did not dare to look up at him, but he was standing by the bathtub. When she lowered her eyes, she saw his trousers. His trouser legs were wet, probably because he was too quick to drain the water for her.

Ning Qing was sitting in the bathtub. There was a layer of shower gel bubbles and rose petals on the water surface, but this could not cover her full curves.

There was a strange love in the air, but in Ning Qing's eyes it was awkward.

He has always been a modest gentleman, and rarely does he not know how to avoid such a situation.

Ning Qing gritted her teeth and covered her mouth with her hands. Her voice was soft and timid, and she was still panting after crying, "Can you go out first?"

"Yes," Lu Shaoming replied lazily, his voice hoarse, "What if I say no?"

Ning Qing trembled, and the tears in her eyes fell again and fell into the water.

Lu Shaoming immediately frowned, "I'll go to the next room to take a shower. You soak for a while, and then ask me to get you pajamas after you take a shower."

Lu Shaoming walked out.

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When Ning Qing saw the door of the shower room being closed, she held a handful of hot water in her little hands and poured it down from her shoulders.

My limbs, which had been stiff from the cold last night, have completely warmed up, and my whole body is soaked in hot water, which feels extremely warm.

She took a soft towel and rubbed the skin on her waist that was touched by the changer several times until the skin turned red.

Fortunately, she was not touched.

He saved her in time, just a few seconds behind.

How did he find her?

Her originally chaotic mind couldn't think of anything at the moment. She only knew that Lu Shaoming was back!

Before she knew it, he had become her support and her harbor. As long as he was around, she felt extremely safe.

Ning Qing raised her eyes and looked at the shower room, her face flushed. She didn't know what he meant, asking him to get his pajamas? Can't he put his pajamas in the shower room in advance?

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, and the man's voice was low, "Ning Qing, have you finished washing? It's been 20 minutes, and the bath water is almost cold."