Chapter 404 Just Take a Bite

Ning Qing looked at Lu Shaoming in confusion.

In response, Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and glanced behind the door.

There was a childish voice behind the door, "hemp...hemp..." I was behind the door.

Ning Qing, "..." quickly opened the door, and her precious son sat on the ground, holding the biscuit bag with one hand, looking at Ma Ma innocently and hurtfully with his big watery eyes.

Mom, why are you locking me behind the door?

Is it because I just laughed at my dad?

Ning Qing picked up her son and kissed her son's little face hard, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jinwen, Mom didn't see you just now..."

Xiao Jinwen touched Mommy's face with a small hand and smiled generously. Forget it, just forgive Mommy this time.

At this time, Xiao Zhou walked in. She was holding a dinner plate in her hand. On the plate were several side dishes and a barrel of rice. Xiao Zhou put the two sets of bowls and chopsticks in place and said politely, "Young Master Lu, Ning Qing, please wait. Eat slowly, I’m going out first.”

"Yes." Ning Qing nodded.

Xiao Zhou closed the door, and Xiao Jinwen couldn't stay in Mama's arms any longer. His wriggling little body wanted to crawl on the carpet and play.

Ning Qing couldn't twist him. As soon as he put him down, Xiao Jinwen crawled away like a rabbit. He took out another biscuit from the biscuit bag with his two little fingers and slowly ground his teeth.

Ning Qing's eyes overflowed with tenderness, and she looked back at the man. The man was still leaning on the bed, showing a bit of laziness in his casualness. His fingers were typing on the keyboard flexibly, and his lowered eyebrows were very focused. .

Ning Qing was thinking, was he busy? If he was busy, he could just stay in the study at home. Why did he bring his son out to find her?

But she felt a little sweet in her heart.

Generally speaking, woman is such a strange creature.

Ning Qing walked to the table and brought a small bowl. Then she walked up to the man. She handed the bowl over, "We'll work later. Let's drink the soup first."

The man didn't even raise his head, "What?"

"Green bean soup."

The man frowned and said, "I won't eat it. It's sweet."

He doesn't like sweets.

After hearing what he said, Ning Qing sat around the bed. She picked up a small spoon with her green right hand and scooped out a spoonful of soup and brought it to his lips. Her voice was soft, "It's not sweet. I stewed it with my own hands. Put it in There is a little bit of rock sugar, and there are ice cubes in it, so you can take a bite to relieve the heat in the summer.”

Only then did Lu Shaoming look up. The woman changed into the dress she wore this morning and wore a yellow and white striped vest and short skirt. Her wavy hair was braided into a beautiful fishbone braid hanging on her right shoulder. She had delicate eyebrows. There is a youthful and sweet atmosphere.

Lu Shaoming glanced at her and couldn't take his eyes away. Her outfit was very common. Female college students and female employees who have just entered society like to dress like this. What is her age? She is only 23 years old.

If she hadn't entered the entertainment industry, she would have just graduated from college.

Lu Shaoming didn't say anything. He didn't think her dress was a problem before, but now she thinks it is a big problem.

This is probably because after giving birth to Xiao Jinwen, everything on her body has grown. She wears less in summer, and her S-curve cannot be ignored.

Ning Qing was a little anxious when she saw that he didn't want to eat. She also felt sorry for him. The man must be tired after a busy day in the company. His mother just called her and said that he would go home to see if she was not there, so she immediately brought her son. Found her, and now he's still working.

"Shaoming, what's wrong with you? Just have a taste. I was in the studio when you called and I didn't bring my mobile phone. When I came out, Xiao Zhou told me that you were here, so I immediately went to the kitchen to stew mung bean soup for you, as well as the vegetables. I fried it." Ning Qing pursed her pink lips and looked at him with soft eyes.

Lu Shaoming pursed his lower lip and did not answer her, letting her hurry.

He has a good grasp of a woman's temperament. The more he dotes on her, the more he hangs on her, the better she becomes. After not being together for too long, he needs to regain his sense of presence in front of her.

It's not that he's not a chauvinist, but he's very chauvinistic. When he first got married, he allowed her to develop in the entertainment industry, but now he's a little unhappy. She's developed so well that it's beyond his expectation, and she's a little out of his control. .

He prefers her to return to the family, be his wife, and give birth to a little Meimei for him.

Like today, she didn't come home at night, she didn't have time to answer his call, he waited for her in the room for a full hour and a half, and she was late... She did everything wrong.

If he didn't express it, she wouldn't have the memory to change it.

Although he didn't answer her, Lu Shaoming still couldn't see her frowning and lowered his eyes to take a sip of the soup.

The man held it in his mouth. He really didn't like sweet food and didn't want to eat mung beans, so he only tasted the soup.

"Is it delicious?" the woman asked expectantly.

tasty.

It's not too sweet, but the soup has the aroma of boiled rock sugar. The ice cubes are freshly squeezed from the freezer and put into the mung bean soup to cool down and relieve the heat.

He nodded respectfully, "Not bad."

When Ning Qing received his "not bad" comment, she immediately smiled like a flower. She took another mouthful with a small spoon and fed it to him. This time, the man was so proud that he even ate the soup and mung beans.

So Ning Qing fed him half a bowl one spoonful after another.

At this time, there was a "wow" sound, and Xiao Jinwen, who was sitting by the door, cried.

Ning Qing was startled and handed the bowl and spoon to the man. She stood up straight and hugged her son on the carpet. She reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Ning Qing hugged him and comforted him, patting his soft hands. From the back, "Xiao Jinwen, why are you crying? Didn't you just want to play by yourself?"

Xiao Jinwen didn't want any more biscuits. She held onto Mommy's vest with her two little hands, and her little head went straight into the fragrance on Mommy's chest.

Ning Qing smiled, "Little foodie, are you hungry? Do you want me to feed you..."

Ning Qing glanced at the man on the bed. She was ashamed to feed him in front of him. The room was not very big, and she could not hide in the bathroom, so she sat down on the sofa with Xiao Jinwen in her arms. She reached out to take the yellow blanket, wrapped Xiao Jinwen in it, and put it on her shoulders. She turned her back and lifted her vest.

Lu Shaoming was holding the bowl, which was a bit disappointing. He seriously suspected that his son was competing with him for favor.

The wall lamp in the room was shining brightly, and his dark and deep eyes swept straight to the sofa over there. The moment the vest was lifted, she probably felt pain and bit her pink lips and groaned.

This sound was so charming to the man's eardrum.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes, then opened them again. There was a layer of mature man's Fengqing and fragrance in his eyes. He moved the business notebook on his legs with one hand, stood up, walked to the table, and put down the bowl.

Four dishes and one soup, beef burger, salted shrimp, two vegetables, and a red date chicken soup, smelling rich aroma.

Lu Shaoming raised the corners of his lips, in a good mood.

She still has a conscience.

It's worth his love for her.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, pulled his long legs apart, and slowly came to the woman.

Ning Qing knew he was coming, and her face was already burning. He should know how to avoid such things, but he didn't expect him to come.

Her breathing was a little hurried, and her right hand that could move hurriedly tidied her vest and blanket to make sure she was not exposed.

Lu Shaoming took her little movements into his eyes, and he didn't say anything. He lowered his eyes to look at his son. Little Jinwen closed his eyes comfortably, holding his mother with his two little hands, eating and sweating all over his head.

Lu Shaoming took back a tissue and handed it to Ning Qing, who took it in her hand and wiped her son's sweat.

As she wiped, her little face on the left was touched by a big hand. It can't be said to be touched. The man used his rough fingertips covered with thin calluses to scratch her face, over and over again.

Light/frivolous.

Ning Qing dodged to the side to avoid his touch.

The man took back his hand and laughed. His low and mellow voice was a little hoarse, "Change to feed Xiao Jinwen. The two sides are a little different now."

Ning Qing's whole face burned with a "boom", and the blood in her body rushed to her mind.

What did he... say?

In fact, she was used to feeding Xiao Jinwen on the left side, because she liked to sleep on the left side, and she was used to feeding in the past six months. She didn't think it was a big deal.

She looked at herself when she took a bath, and she didn't see it.

But he...

What is he thinking about in his mind? Men are too sensitive, even in this aspect...

Ning Qing wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

She was quiet for a few seconds, then bit her pink lips, covered herself with her green and white right hand, and held Xiao Jinwen away. She changed her arm and let Xiao Jinwen eat the right side.

Lu Shaoming's lips were dry. At his age, he could count the number of times he followed her in Fangzong with his fingers. There were too many hardships along the way, and he rarely got them, so his eyes liked to look at her.

She wanted to see everything she wanted to see, and she didn't want to see anything she wanted to see.

I saw a little bit just now.

He turned around and walked to the window of the room. He wanted to smoke, but he found that he had no cigarettes. He had to open the window a little and wipe his hands in his trouser pockets to let the wind blow.

Little Jinwen was full. He looked up from the fragrance of his mother's sesame and laughed.

Ning Qing tidied her clothes and stood up holding Little Jinwen. She turned around and looked at the handsome man over there, "Shao Ming, let's have dinner."

The man came over and reached out to hold Little Jinwen, "Yes."

...

Little Jinwen sat obediently on his father's lap. Ning Qing first served a bowl of rice to the man, then served a small bowl for herself, and the two began to eat.

Lu Shaoming picked up two grains of rice with chopsticks and put them into his son's mouth, and asked, "Is Xiao Jinwen going to stop breastfeeding?"

The blush on Ning Qing's face had not yet faded. She reached out and hooked a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear and nodded, "Well, just these two days. I was planning to stop breastfeeding today, but Xiao Jinwen came, so I'll feed him for a day and start stopping breastfeeding tomorrow."

Six months of breastfeeding ended.

Lu Shaoming listened without saying anything and ate elegantly and dignifiedly.

Ning Qing glanced at him and hesitated, "Shaoming, I... have a night scene tonight, which may be filmed later. You and Xiao Jinwen go to bed first."

Ning Qing said this because she was afraid that he would be unhappy.

Today, Xiao Zhou said that he had a bad temper. He didn't even look at her when she came in just now, and she had to coax him for a long time. I guess she did something wrong.

She ignored him.

The two have been apart for so long, and many habits have to start running in again.

He has never been a man who would make trouble without reason. He is also a man who can control his temper very well, so whenever he gets angry, she thinks he is wrong.

Lu Shaoming glanced at his son and said nonchalantly, "I have a meeting at six o'clock tomorrow morning."