Chapter 24 This Is Hers

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Hearing this, Lu Shaoming turned around and looked at her for 3 seconds, "Okay." He replied with one word.

Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but when she looked up, she saw him sitting down on the only wooden bench in the dormitory, with his slender and straight legs crossed, looking elegant.

Ning Qing suddenly didn't understand. Since he agreed to pick it up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, why did he sit down?

Oh, maybe it's because the suit is still wet.

The bench was a bit old and old. This dormitory is for one person, and the space is relatively narrow. The addition of this strange man is a bit condescending, and the atmosphere is also a bit subtle.

Ning Qing coughed lightly and didn't want to be embarrassed with him. She didn't have dinner at Ning's house, and now it's early for dinner, and she is very hungry.

Thinking about the only instant noodles in the dormitory, she was going to eat next time, but here comes the problem, the man is here, out of politeness, she should say hello.

"Have you had dinner? I'm going to go down. Would you like a bowl?"

Lu Shaoming looked at the only small bed in the dormitory. The bed was clean and tidy, the quilt was folded like tofu cubes, and there was a pink fluffy bear beside the quilt, which was very cute.

He looked at the girl who still maintained a young girl's heart, he knew that she was being polite and had no real intention of keeping him for dinner.

He nodded, and another word popped out of his thin lips, "Okay."

Ning Qing, "..." Blamed her for breaking her mouth.

There is an induction cooker in the dormitory. Ning Qing pressed the switch to boil the water. When the water boiled, she opened the package of instant noodles and put the noodles into the pot.

While stirring with chopsticks, the index finger of her right hand touched the edge of the iron pot. With a "hiss", she quickly poured cold water on the burned index finger.

When the pain subsided, she remembered that there were still eggs in the dormitory, so she turned to get them.

After taking two steps, there was a "pop", and the bright room was instantly darkened, and the power went out.

Ning Qing was caught off guard, she tripped over something, she couldn't stand still, and the whole portrait fell to the right side.

"Ah..." When she whispered, she clasped a healthy arm on her waist and abdomen in time, and the man pushed hard, and she sat on his lap.

Ning Qing felt that her little PP was about to fall in two. His legs were quite strong, as hard as a square brick. It was no better for her to sit on it than to fall to the ground.

Her eyes were fogged with pain, and at this moment, the fresh and dry breath of a man was in her ears, and the man whispered, "What's the matter, does it hurt?"

Ning Qing has not met many men, and there are many men who want to belittle her, but none of them can get close to her. She and Xu Junxi are childhood sweethearts, but the sad thing is that they broke up on the first date. Kissing her with the scent of a tender model, it disgusted her.

She was somewhat familiar with this fresh and dry breath. That night when she was drunk, she tiptoed to kiss him, threw him down, and rolled into a ball with him on the bed.

His breath smells good.

Can a woman be calm and composed with a man she has had intimate contact with before? Ning Qing knows that she can't.

"Is your finger burnt? Let me see." He spoke again, lowering his body to bully her. She was already petite and exquisite. As soon as he approached, her whole body seemed to slip into his broad arms.

His cheeks became hot immediately, he didn't know whether it was on purpose or not, his thin lips brushed against the crystal fluff of her earlobe through a piece of paper, the moist, warm and aggressive smell of a man instantly occupied her nervous system, her heart "Bang bang" was beating, and the body was trembling.

Feeling his big palm enveloping her, Ning Qing shook off his hand like an electric shock.

The man's body stiffened.

Ning Qing was panting, her senses were particularly sensitive in the dark, not to mention she was still sitting on his lap, her posture was so ambiguous.

A few seconds later, she felt a big palm supporting her. His palm was so big that it was effortless to encircle her. The skin-to-skin contact was full of electric sparks.

"Don't..." Ning Qing turned her head to look at him in a panic, her slender hands pressed against his chest.

At this time, only a little light came in from the window, and the bedroom was very dark, but her Jianshui Qiutong and his black eyes were clear and bright, and they looked at each other silently.

Seeing the girl's panic and defensiveness, Lu Shaoming chuckled with a "huh", his low-mellow voice was a little lazy, and he said with a smile, "What are you thinking? Since you don't want me to watch, then you are Shouldn't you stand up? Or do you want to sit on my lap all the time?"

Ning Qing jumped up "teng", a word was written all over her body - shameless.

He held her hip just to help her stand up, but she thought...

This is the first time to be passionate tonight, how many times? !

And even if he wanted to do something to her just now, shouldn't she slap her in the face, so that even if she misunderstood her, she would apologize and it would be ok.

Why do you have to be so unembarrassed and say "don't" in a vague way, it's all right now, people misunderstood that she wanted to refuse and greeted, and thought she wanted to sit on his lap all the time.

Ning Qing, how calm are you?

Why are you in such a panic?

When Ning Qing wanted to drill a hole in the ground to escape, there was a "snap" on the phone, and the dark dormitory became bright again.

Ning Qing didn't even have the courage to look at him. She turned around with a blushing face, pursed her lips and moaned, "I... I'll go downstairs, I can eat later."

Two bowls of noodles were placed on the table in the dormitory. The noodles were fragrant and pleasant, and there was a golden poached egg on top. The noodles were juicy, thick and full of flavor.

Ning Qing handed the chopsticks to Lu Shaoming, he sat on the bench, she sat by the bed, and the two started eating noodles without any communication.

The man was eating the noodles wholeheartedly, with an elegant appearance. Out of the corner of Ning Qing's eyes, he saw his hand holding the chopsticks. His hand was long and beautiful, with round and full nails.

Ning Qing bit off the noodles gracefully. In order not to be embarrassed, she followed his eating speed so that she just put down her chopsticks when he finished eating.

Pulled out a piece of paper from the tissue box and handed him to wipe the corners of his mouth, then trotted to the hanger to take off the suit, she touched the cuff with her hand, "The suit is dry, it's ready to wear."

"En." Lu Shaoming walked over to take the suit, but he didn't wear it. The suit was casually tied on his strong forearm. He looked at her and smiled gently, "Thank you for your hospitality tonight, goodbye."

Lu Shaoming opened the bedroom door and stepped out.

Watching his handsome back disappear from sight, Ning Qing remembered that she still didn't know his surname or name. She closed the door and trot to the table. Because of her hasty movement, her knee hit the corner of the table, and it was very painful. pain.

But she didn't have time to check her injured knee, she opened the curtains with a "squeak" with her small hands, poked her head down, and the slender and handsome figure downstairs had already walked to the side of the Cayenne.

"Hello..." A syllable came out of the red lips, but the man opened the car door, got in the car, and Cayenne sped away.

Watching Cayenne disappear, Ning Qing withdrew her little head in disappointment. She sat back on the bed and stared blankly at the two empty bowls on the table.

Maybe she was really lonely for too long, and she actually felt a little... nostalgia for such a strange man whose name was not known.

She got up to wash the dishes, and put the washed dishes in the cupboard. At this moment, a car horn sounded "beep", and Ning Qing's little hands froze.

When she froze, there was another "beep" from downstairs, she put down her chopsticks, and she rushed to the window sill, looking down, the Cayenne who had gone away came back again.

That handsome figure was leaning lazily on the car body, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and a paper bag in his right hand. He raised his eyes to look at her. In the hazy drizzle, his slender black eyes were like the murmur of a mountain stream. The flowing stream water is clear and translucent.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a dignified and elegant way, and Lu Shaoming said with a smile, "The ointment for burns is applied three times a day, and the medicine for preventing colds is washed down with warm water before going to bed."

His voice was not loud, but it was enough to penetrate into her eardrums. Ning Qing subconsciously curled up her burned index finger, and her beautiful autumn pupils were covered with a thin layer of bright light.

In the past three years, she has no relatives or friends except her mother. This feeling of being cared for is so warm that the corners of her mouth can't stop rising.

I didn't expect this noble and compelling man to be so gentle and considerate.

Ning Qing lifted her pink lips and wanted to speak, but when the words came to her lips, a feeling of embarrassment rose in her heart. The man parked the car downstairs in her bedroom. Did he know that this kind of behavior was very imaginative? Reunion?

Many boys chase their girlfriends like this...

Before Ning Qing answered, screams came from all directions—"Hi, uncle, are you talking to me? My hand just happened to be burned, thank you uncle for the ointment."

"Hi, uncle, look at me, I want to pursue you, can you leave me a phone number?"...

The smile on the corner of Ning Qing's mouth quickly flattened out, and she poked her head out. The windows of the entire dormitory building were opened, and many heads with long hair fluttered out.

Ning Qing was a little annoyed. Girls in their 20s are the least resistant to this kind of stable and charming uncle. The man is simply a magnet. He emits a strong magnetic field just by standing, which is too eye-catching.

She felt a little depressed, as if she shared her favorite bear with others, very unhappy.

When he was depressed, the man downstairs put the paper bag in his hand on the flower bed with his long legs. He raised his right hand and made a simple gesture with Ning Qing—bye bye. Ning Qing didn't want to talk to him for no reason. She leaned halfway against the wall, straightened her slender back, leaving him with a cold and aloof figure.

Lu Shaoming chuckled, glanced at the childish girl, and opened the car door. Cayenne really went far this time.

Ning Qing maintained this position for about a minute, and those chirping female voices came from her eardrums again—"Let's go down quickly, whoever snatches that paper bag will be the uncle."

Ning Qing was disdainful in her heart, and silently gave Lu Shaoming's evaluation of her to these girls - naive!

Then the whole dormitory building seemed to explode, and the fast girl ran to the flower bed first, blocking the crowd behind with her arms.

But what about paper bags?

It's gone!

When everyone was puzzled, Ning Qing, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, panted and smoothed her disordered breathing. She glanced at the paper bag in her hand, it was hers.