Chapter 285 Madam, This Is Prenatal Education

Ning Qing entered the shower room. The floor of the shower room was covered with thick blankets, and the corners of the washbasin were covered with thick air mattresses. In short, all dangerous areas were taken care of by the man to protect her. One hundred percent no bumping into each other.

Ning Qing bit her pink lips with her scallop-like teeth, feeling sweet and full in her heart. She turned slightly sideways and put her little hand on the doorknob. She quietly opened the door a crack and looked at the man outside.

The man was answering the phone, and it was easy to hear that he was dealing with official business. Recently, he had obviously reduced his working time and stayed with her all the time.

The man was wearing a low-key and luxurious watch on his right wrist when he answered the phone. Because he had put out the bath water, the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up three times, revealing his strong wheat-colored forearms.

The legs of his suit trousers were a little wet, but the man didn't care much. Gao Daying leaned lazily on the window sill, looking very noble.

Ning Qing's delicate pink face showed a layer of red. He was exactly the same at this time, especially when dealing with official business, as he was before he lost his memory.

Show off your style in every move you make.

But who knew that this man was so... so... in some things?

The more Ning Qing thought about it, the hotter her cheeks became. She lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. At this moment, the man put away his phone and looked sideways. He saw the girl staying by the door. He frowned and said, "Ning Qing, I'm thinking. What? If you don’t take a shower, the water will be cold.”

The girl suddenly raised her eyes. Before she could take back the shy glint in her autumn eyes, she froze as soon as she met the man's deep black eyes.

Lu Shaoming saw that her cheeks were red and her expression was wrong. He raised his eyebrows and pulled out his long legs. As he came, he started to unbutton his shirt, "You want to wash it with me, eh?"

"Ah!" Ning Qing shut the door in fear and cursed loudly.

Lu Shaoming, who had been rejected, raised a fond smile on his lips and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't bully you..."

Because the taste of bullying her was so good that he couldn't bear to end it and would be greedy.

Like that night, half an hour.

Afterwards she called him a love beast, but he didn't deny it, he was indeed one.

…

Ning Qing took a comfortable hot bath in the bathtub. After washing, she wiped her body clean, put on her pajamas, and went to bed.

As soon as they went to bed, the man came. He had taken a shower next door and was wearing a burgundy silk pajamas with a loose belt around his abdomen.

Ning Qing especially liked to see him wearing these burgundy silk pajamas with patterns, because these pajamas accentuated his mature and elegant aura, making him particularly charming.

Lu Shaoming took a hair dryer in his hand and got on the bed. The girl moved over obediently, laid her little head on his lap, and let him blow her hair.

"Shaoming, after I give birth to little Shao Lu, can I go and perm my hair into big waves?" Ning Qing asked him with her eyes narrowed in contentment.

"Why?"

"Well, because I will be a mother after giving birth to little Lu, my mother will be more mature. Mature women will perm and curl their hair."

Lu Shaoming didn't pay attention. He liked her lying on his lap every night and talking nonsense, chatting happily, and the girl's sweet voice echoing in his ears, which made his whole heart warm.

His fingertips went through her wet and slippery hair, blowing warm air gently for her, and he smiled and said, "It's up to you."

Ning Qing continued, "Husband, we have been married for such a long time. When will you take me to officially meet your parents? The last time I went to the United States to see you, I didn't even step through the front door of your house."

Lu Shaoming's movements paused for a second, and he lowered his eyes to look at her. He had just taken a shower, and her fair and delicate skin was so good that he couldn't bear to leave it. His palm-sized face was entangled with Kurosawa's messy hair, which looked a bit unattractive. The pink and beautiful little mouth was still pouted, as if she was aggrieved.

Lu Shaoming rolled his Adam's apple, his face calm, "Ning Qing, is my dad looking for you?"

"Well, yes," Ning Qing nodded generously. She couldn't hide this kind of thing from him. She opened her watery eyes and glared at him angrily, "Dad said that there will be a family dinner in two days and asked you to take me back. Home, husband, why don’t you tell me, don’t you want to take me home? Our little Lu also needs the love of his grandparents.”

Lu Shaoming's eyes were a little dark, and he pressed his calloused thumb on her delicate lips, "You know that's not what I meant, you understand."

Ning Qing held his big palm with her two weak and boneless hands and kissed him, "Then my husband also knows what I mean, and so do you."

Twisting her eyebrows, the girl continued, "Well, actually, if you think about it from another perspective, it makes sense for my mother not to like me. My mother doesn't know what I'm good at yet, so she may have misunderstood me. Now my father has given me a chance to show off. Opportunity, why don’t I try hard? Even if I fail in the future, I won’t regret having tried hard.”

Lu Shaoming put down the hair dryer, held her in his arms, kissed her smooth and delicate face with side eyes, "Madam, I'm sorry."

Sorry for not being able to give her a complete family. Sorry that their little Lu may really lack the love of her grandparents in the future.

These are not things that their mother and son should bear.

"Honey, there is no need to be sorry. Meeting you is the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me in my life. How can you know whether it is a regret or not unless you try? You can take me home in two days. I am your Mrs. Lu."

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded and kissed her lips.

Ning Qing was addicted to his breath, and was about to open her mouth to let him in, when her belly jumped, "Ah" she exclaimed softly, and lowered her eyes in disbelief.

Lu Shaoming's big palm was also covering her belly. This was his favorite posture this month, holding her with one arm and covering little Lu Shao with one big palm.

So Mr. Lu's kick hit him right in the palm of his hand.

"Honey, did you feel it just now? Mr. Lu was moving. He kicked me." Ning Qing hugged his neck, happy and excited.

Lu Shaoming's usually calm face also showed a little confusion. He looked at his palm and saw that it was numb. Little Lu's kick was very powerful.

This was the first time he could feel so clearly that a little life was growing and his bloodline was being passed on.

"I feel it. Little Master Lu is moving." Lu Shaoming lowered his body and lay on Ning Qing's belly. He touched the bulging belly with his well-defined palms and coaxed her softly, "Little Master Lu." , please move again? Mom and dad are waiting."

The two of them waited with bated breath, but...Little Lu didn't move.

Ning Qing smiled with a crooked eyebrow, "Husband, my little Mr. Lu has been acting like this at a young age, and he ignores you."

Lu Shaoming raised his body, put his arms around her shoulders and put her down, "Madam, Mr. Lu is ignoring me. Why don't you let me go in and say hello to him tonight?"

It took Ning Qing a minute to understand what he meant. She picked up a soft pillow and hit his handsome face, "Lu Shaoming, do you have the nerve to speak pornographically in front of young Master Lu?"

The man grabbed her slender wrist and kissed her lips with a smile, "Madam, this is prenatal education."

Ning Qing, "..." Shameless! Teach bad children!

…

The next day, Ning Qing was in the studio. Xiao Zhou came forward and said, "Ning Qing, Mr. Lu's Secretary Zhu just sent you a fax."

"Fax? What's the content?"

Xiao Zhou handed the fax to Ning Qing, "This is information about domestic entertainment tycoon Song Jin."

"Song Jin?" Ning Qing's eyes lit up, "This Song Jin is very famous. He owns countless entertainment companies, and he has made great achievements in the financial and stock investment circles in recent years. He is 50 years old this year, and he is a movie star. legend."

"Yes, Ning Qing, our movie has been a hit. Now we have to consider which direction to invest and develop. Is Mr. Lu helping you to connect and let you invest in the entertainment company? You must know the big tree Song Jin It’s not that easy to climb.”

Ning Qing said nothing.

At this time her cell phone rang, Lu Shaoming.

Ning Qing said "yes" twice and hung up the phone.

"Ning Qing, what do you mean, Mr. Lu?"

"Oh, Shaoming said that he would like to invite me to dinner at noon, along with Song Jin."

"Wow," Xiao Zhou said in surprise, "Oh my god, Ning Qing, Lu Shaoyi's move is really extraordinary. This Song Jin is very low-key and mysterious. I'm afraid you are the only person in the circle who can make an appointment with him for dinner."

Ning Qing put down the information in her hand and sat in her office chair. "Well, since we have such a good opportunity, let's keep up our efforts and reach a higher level."

Xiao Zhou couldn't help but be curious, "Ning Qing, you haven't revealed your next development direction since "City of Love", so just tell me, which level do you want to go to?"

Ning Qing looked at the information without raising her eyes, "Xiao Zhou, go do your job. All you need to know is that you are right to follow me!"

…

At noon, Ning Qing rushed to the private room of the luxury hotel, and 50-year-old Song Jin was already sitting on the sofa.

There were high-quality cigars imported from abroad on the coffee table next to the sofa. He did not smoke, but crossed his legs like a rich man, and his cloudy eyes flashed with the shrewdness unique to a businessman.

Ning Qing stepped forward, nodded politely, and said with a smile, "Mr. Song, I didn't expect you to come so quickly. You must have been waiting for a long time. Mr. Lu said that he was delayed by something, and he won't arrive in ten minutes. Let's order first. Bar."

"Haha, no need," Song Jin looked at his watch and waved his hand, "Ms. Ning, sit down. My time is limited. We have something to talk about."

Ning Qing didn't expect him to be so direct, "Okay, Mr. Song's time is precious, so being respectful is worse than obeying orders. Just listen to Mr. Song."

Ning Qing sat generously on the sofa next door.