Chapter 345 Lu Shaoming, I Forgive You

Lu Shaoming looked at her drooping little head and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The two of them were frozen for a while, and Lu Shaoming frowned, "Ning Qing, why are you here? It's cold outside, I'll ask the driver to take you back..."

The word "go" was stuck in his throat and couldn't be uttered, because Ning Qing suddenly took two steps forward and hugged him.

Lu Shaoming froze suddenly.

Ning Qing pressed her little face against his sweater. The man was wearing a black sweater and brown casual pants. The sweater had his body temperature, and the soft cashmere texture rubbed against her face and felt very comfortable. She buried her little face in his chest and sniffed it. It was the fresh breath she was fascinated by.

She spoke softly and hoarsely, "Lu Shaoming, I forgive you. Just now I was thinking, if you can open the door to find me, I won't be angry about what happened last night. I counted one, two, three in my heart. When I counted to two, you didn't open the door, so I counted one half, one half, one half, I think you will definitely open the door."

"Just now I was waiting for you to apologize to me, but you didn't say anything, but it doesn't matter, no need to apologize, Lu Shaoming, I forgive you."

"Ning Qing..." Lu Shaoming put his hands on her slender back, wanting to hug her, listening to her half-grievance and half-coquettishly telling him that she forgave him, he was so soft in his heart.

This is his girl.

However, the pain in his body like a knife began, and even a stream of blood rushed to his head, and the tip of his nose was hot.

Signs of nosebleed.

He reached out and held her small shoulders, trying to push her away, "Ning Qing..."

"Don't push me, husband, don't push me," Ning Qing pouted her pink lips and hugged his strong waist and abdomen tightly, "Please don't push me, I'm not feeling well today..."

Not feeling well?

Lu Shaoming tightened his big hand holding her shoulders, pulled away a little and looked down at her little face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

She had been frozen for so long in such a cold winter, but her little face was flushed with an unhealthy red.

Actions always precede brain thinking, he put his handsome cheeks against her smooth forehead, it was so hot.

"Ning Qing, you have a fever? Why don't you see a doctor if you have a fever? Why do you come to me? You are so old, and you still can't take care of yourself?" His facial features were tense.

Ning Qing looked at the worry and heartache that could not be concealed in his black eyes, and felt a sour nose. A layer of bright mist covered her beautiful autumn pupils. She slowly stretched out her little hand to hold his handsome face.

"Shao Ming, I hit you yesterday. Did it hurt? Are you very angry with me? I'm sorry. I apologize to you. I was so sad last night that I couldn't bear to hit you. I won't be willful in the future, okay? I don't mind who that woman is. I believe you."

"Shao Ming, let's stop making trouble. Can you live a good life with me? If you don't want to tell me about something that happened, I won't ask. If you don't want to live at home, then I will move in with you. I promise that I will be more mature in the future. I dare not hit you, dare not act coquettishly, and dare not act willful. I just want to stay with you quietly. Little Lu Shao and I both need you."

The girl's tears were about to fall but she didn't dare to. Seeing his eyes so weak and pleading, Lu Shaoming frowned and gasped twice.

When he was in the most difficult time, she not only did not give up but also kept a home for him. How lucky he was to have such a wife.

She can act coquettishly and willfully, and he can also hit her. She has such capital.

She gave him all the strength and tenderness of a woman's life. She seemed to have been kneaded into his blood. No matter how time passed, he could not love her enough.

He didn't know what to do.

It was so uncomfortable.

He couldn't describe the discomfort.

Lu Shaoming half closed his eyes, and suddenly felt his lips soften. Ning Qing stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

No!

He wanted to push her away.

"Lu Shaoming, I love you, really love you." The girl kissed him and whispered tenderly.

Lu Shaoming's hand stopped pushing her, and he couldn't put any more force.

He was not feeling well. He closed his eyes and didn't think about anything. If he was destined to die at this moment, he also wanted to taste her sweetness.

His big hands grasped her small shoulders tightly, kneading her into his arms, and he opened his mouth to pry open her teeth.

At this time, "Lu Shaoming!" Zhou Dayuan called him.

This sound was like a basin of cold water pouring down from his head to his feet. All his consciousness returned in an instant. It felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell, his heart was shot by an arrow, and the piercing pain was tearing his body apart.

He was about to break apart.

He closed his eyes and groaned in pain.

"Shaoming, what's wrong with you?" Ning Qing wanted to hold his arm when she found that Lu Shaoming was not in a good condition.

But at this time, a hand reached out at lightning speed. Ning Qing felt her shoulder being pushed. She was still standing on the steps, and her steps stumbled and she fell directly from the steps.

"Ah!" She fell on the lawn, and her little hand brushed against the steps, and a piece of skin was broken immediately.

Hearing the girl's exclamation, Lu Shaoming quickly opened his eyes and looked sideways. Ning Qing fell on the lawn. The palm of her left hand was broken, and blood was flowing. The girl was in pain, and the crystal tears in her eyes fell "crackling".

Lu Shaoming then discovered that her right hand was still injured. There was a large swelling on the palm of her right hand, and there was a blood stain that had not been wiped clean. It was probably caused by accidental injury when the needle was removed.

Just now, when she was standing by the door, she deliberately used her left hand to cover her right hand so that he could not see it.

The blood in his body rushed to his brain, and his black eyes flashed a fierce and terrifying light. He shouted at the owner of the hand, "Leng Zhiyuan, what are you doing?"

He went down the stairs and wanted to help Ning Qing.

But his arm was held, and a warm but sarcastic voice rang in his ears, "Lu Shaoming, what do you want to do?"

Lu Shaoming froze.

Zhou Dayuan let him go and went down the stairs. He squatted in front of Ning Qing, "Ning Qing, are you okay? Your left hand was scratched and you need to disinfect it with alcohol. What happened to your right hand? Your temperature is so high. It seems that you have been feverish all night, about 41 degrees. Did you get an IV at home? Why did you pull out the needle?"

He stretched out the doctor's clean and beautiful hands to help Ning Qing.

But he didn't help because Ning Qing dodged to the side.

Zhou Dayuan paused.

Since their first meeting in the UK, the two had a good impression of each other and had an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Ning Qing even regarded him as her elder brother and wanted to match him with Jian Han.

But she refused his help now.

Zhou Dayuan lowered his eyes. He knew that this was a smart and delicate girl. His words and actions just now were trying to stop her and Lu Shaoming. She was sensitive to it.

Ning Qing avoided Zhou Dayuan and looked up at Lu Shaoming. The tears in her eyes fell like pearls with a broken string. Her pink lips moved. She wanted to call him husband and asked him to help her. In the end... she said nothing.

Because Lu Shaoming met her gaze, he turned his head away.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at Ning Qing's little hand with guilt in her eyes, "Hey, are you okay? I just wanted to push you away and keep you away from him. I didn't mean to hurt you. How can you be so weak? You will fall down with a slight push. I give up."

Ning Qing retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes. She knew that she looked very embarrassed sitting on the ground now. She looked like a clown in front of these three people.

None of these three people welcomed her.

The pain in her palms was gone. She propped her two little hands on the lawn and struggled to get up.

But the moment she stood up, she felt dizzy. She had not been in good health recently. The green lawn in her sight slowly turned black, and she could not see.

How could she not see again?

Ning Qing was so scared that she dared not blink. Her clear black and white pupils moved, and the sky was dark.

She fell back to the lawn again and closed her eyes in fear.

"Ning Qing..." Zhou Dayuan saw her red face turn pale, and hurriedly reached out to help her, "What's wrong with your body?"

Lu Shaoming saw that the girl sitting on the lawn was not right and wanted to go forward.

But at this time, a car was ignited, and a luxury car stopped. Two people got out of the back seat, Song Yajing and Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling saw Ning Qing sitting on the ground and ran over quickly, "Ning Qing, what's wrong with you? Did you fall? Stand up quickly."

Hearing Yin Shuiling's voice, Ning Qing opened her eyes and saw Shuiling's delicate little face in front of her.

Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It must have been an illusion just now. She was not blind.

Great.

Yin Shuiling helped Ning Qing up, then looked at Lu Shaoming, her tone was very aggressive, "Mr. Lu, what do you mean, your wife fell in front of you, couldn't you help her, Ning Qing had a high fever of 41 degrees last night, it's so cold in winter, you let her sit on the ground?"

"Shuiling," Ning Qing tugged at Yin Shuiling's sleeve and whispered, "Forget it."

"Forget it, Ning Qing, aren't you angry? I'm furious just looking at it... Hey, what's wrong with your hand?" Yin Shuiling held Ning Qing's little hand, "Why is your hand so injured, Mr. Lu..."

A black shadow floated in the corner of Ning Qing's eyes, and Lu Shaoming had already turned and entered the villa.

Yin Shuiling was furious. She wanted to chase him in. "Mr. Lu..."

"Shuiling," Ning Qing grabbed Yin Shuiling with force. She shook her head palely. "Shuiling, stop it. Please."

Yin Shuiling was angry and didn't argue. She took Ning Qing's hand and led her back. "Let's go back. Don't stay here. They don't welcome you. Ning Qing, this man is getting more and more mean. Leave him alone for two days and see if he will look for you. Go back to the car and I'll help you deal with it."

Song Yajing watched the scene. She didn't believe it. Is this still her son?

She walked towards the villa and was blocked by Zhou Dayuan at the door. "Auntie."

Song Yajing glared at him badly. "Why, even I, as a mother, can't enter this villa?"

Zhou Dayuan, "..."

Song Yajing walked into the villa. Lu Shaoming was standing at the stairs, with one hand on the stairs and the other on his heart. His eyebrows were furrowed because he was in pain.

The next second, I heard my mother's harsh and accusing voice, "Lu Shaoming, what are you thinking? Tell me clearly what you mean. If you want to divorce Qingqing, okay, let's sign the divorce agreement."