Chapter 44 Is This Bear Male or Female?

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But soon, a healthy arm was clasped around her soft waist, and the man pulled hard, and she fell into the sofa. His dangerous voice was approaching, "What do you want to do? Dangling in front of me in pajamas."

She was going to sleep and naturally she had to wear pajamas. What was going on in his mind?

The towel was snatched from the little girl's hand. The man dropped the document, and while wiping her hair, he frowned and asked, "Will it dry out like this? Sleeping without dry hair can cause headaches. Is there a hair dryer? I'll call and ask Zhu Rui to send one."

Call up?

Ning Qing's eyes lit up.

Lu Shaoming picked up the phone and dialed the number. At this moment, Ning Qing turned around, pressed his big palm next to his ear with her small hand, and said with a flattering smile, "Well, Lu Shaoming, let Zhu Rui bring the bed quilt by the way. "

There was a knock on the door, and it was Ning Qing who opened it, and a hairdryer and a quilt were delivered.

After closing the door, Ning Qing walked to the bed, pushed her thin quilt inside the bed, and spread this thin quilt outside, so everyone slept in their own room, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

Ning Qing couldn't help jumping up, when a lazy laugh sounded behind her, "I thought you'd let me sleep on the sofa?"

"How could it be?" Ning Qing turned around, smiling brightly, "Husband has a lot of things to do every day, even if you want to sleep on the sofa, I will sleep on it."

Lu Shaoming snorted lightly, Qing Mo's eyebrows showed a bit of a mature man's demeanor, "If a man really wants to sleep with you, do you think you can just tighten his neckline and have more quilts? Childish!"

Ning Qing, "..." How many eyes did he have to see all her little moves?

Ning Qing dried her hair, crawled into bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She fell asleep quickly and had a long, long dream...

It was a sunny and sunny day. She was 10 years old, and her parents were still in love with each other. The family of three were playing on the lawn of Ning's villa.

Dad hugged her and sat on his shoulder, and took her to fly the kite while running. He smiled lovingly, "My baby Qingqing has really grown up, and the kite can fly so high."

Mom followed behind the father and daughter with a gentle smile, and told her, "Zhen Guo, don't hold Qing Qing so high, be careful of falling."

How wonderful it was.

But when the scene changed, the sunny weather turned into a violent storm. The servants of the Ning family pushed her down the steps of the gate of the Ning family. She fell into a muddy puddle, and her mother cried and hugged her inside.

The father who was once so kind had a grim expression on his face, and he stretched out his fingers and said unfeelingly, "This is no longer your home. I have Meiling and Yaoyao, so let's go!"

18 years old is the season of green and romantic, a handsome young man in a white shirt and jeans came to pick her up from school on a bicycle, she sat in the back, happily crossed her calves, and called out with curved eyes, "Brother Junxi..."

Xu Junxi passed by the flower pond, stepped on the brakes, and picked a pink rose from the flower pond for her. She blushed, and took the rose. The young man's gentle and handsome face was covered with a layer of light. , I like you, can you be my girlfriend?"

She nodded shyly.

But there was no sweetness as expected, the scene suddenly changed, Xu Junxi pinched her neck with dark eyes, and shouted uncontrollably, "Give me back my Qingqing."

Ning Qing's tears flowed more and more. She struggled desperately to get rid of Xu Junxi and the nightmare. When she was almost out of breath, she put a big palm on her cold face and heard the man's low voice, "Ning Qing, wake up."

Ning Qing opened her eyes, her tear-stained eyes met a pair of deep and bright black eyes.

It turned out to be a dream.

Lu Shaoming wiped the teardrops on her cheeks with his thumb. The girl who had just woken up from sleep was not at all defensive, with red eyes, looking at him weakly and ignorantly.

He kissed her forehead with tenderness and comfort, "Dreaming? It's okay, just wake up from the dream. I'm here, don't cry."

Seeing him, all of Ning Qing's tense nerves were relaxed, she twitched her little nose aggrievedly in his arms, her voice was a little hoarse, "I just had a nightmare, I dreamed..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Ning Qing raised her eyes in his arms, and looked at him timidly, "I...did I just talk in my sleep? Did I call someone else's name?"

"Well, yes..." Lu Shaoming hovered in the air, with a half-smile, "You called Dad, and Xu Junxi."

Ning Qing froze.

She is Lu Shaoming's wife, but she calls other men's names in her dreams, which is intolerable for any man.

"I..." Ning Qing wanted to explain, but Lu Shaoming pulled away suddenly and got off the bed. There was no emotion in his voice, "I'll get a towel to wipe your face."

"Shaoming..." Afraid that he would leave, Ning Qing quickly sat up and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, "Are you angry?"

Lu Shaoming sat on the edge of the bed and let her hug him, "Well, a little bit."

Ning Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she hurriedly explained, "No, it's not what you think... Today I bid farewell to him completely, but I have known him for these years, and the memory is always there... Just now, it was a dream in a dream. Seeing him, I was a little sad and melancholy..."

"I can't control calling his name in my dream, but he is already in the past tense, don't get me wrong...we are both married, I want to have a good time with you..."

Lu Shaoming listened quietly, then he turned around and wiped her tears with his hands, "I know, I didn't misunderstand, don't think too much, I'll get a towel."

Ning Qing lay back under the quilt again, although he said he did not misunderstand, but she was still uneasy.

There is one person in this world who is willing to treat you unconditionally. You must know how to be grateful, and you must give equal care to others while silently giving.

Suspicion is the most important thing between husband and wife. It is her mistake to call "Xu Junxi" in the dream, and she must have the courage to make up for it.

Maybe he just took a shower, but his short hard hair was still wet, and after taking off his elegant coat, he was full of masculine strength, full of aggression.

Ning Qing took a look, blushing, and turned her eyes away.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?" she asked softly.

Lu Shaoming didn't stop wiping his face, his voice was casual, "I want to see if you will blush when you see me without clothes on?"

"You!" Ning Qing turned her face away and hit him with a fist.

Lu Shaoming clasped her little hand, and his obsidian-like clear and bright eyes locked on her tightly, "Why can't you bear a joke? I just finished my work and went to take a shower, and I heard you crying and calling Xu Junxi in the middle of the bath. I'm busy comforting you, how can I have time to get dressed?"

Ning Qing listened, her eyes became hot again, she lifted her body, hooked the man's neck and kissed his lips, "Shaoming, don't be angry, okay?"

The girl's voice was sweet and waxy. Lu Shaoming glanced at her red lips so close, rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you want me not to get angry, just give me this sweetness, eh?"

So what else does he want?

Ning Qing didn't expect him to stop, thinking of his words and wait for her to grow up, she felt the sweetness in her mouth spread to her heart.

"Are you feeling bad? If you feel bad, don't kiss me in the future." Ning Qing's cheeks were flushed like drunkenness, her little hands were trembling, and she found her two-buttoned skirt , fasten the button.

Lu Shaoming looked at the lamp above his head, his breathing was still a little disordered, "No, it will be even more uncomfortable if I don't kiss you. Go to bed first, and I'll take a cold shower."

Lu Shaoming got up and went to the bathroom.

When Lu Shaoming came out, Ning Qing hadn't slept yet. Her small body was curled up in the bed like a kitten, with three thousand black hair spread on the pillow, very coquettish.

The blush on her small face has not faded, the light red in the white is like smudged rouge, the facial features of her palm-sized face are exquisite and beautiful, and the pair of inlaid water eyes are wet and bright, just looking ditching.

Lu Shaoming changed into white clothes and trousers, put his two proud long legs on the bed, wrapped his right arm around her little head, as if hugging her into his arms, "Sleep with a quilt, huh?"

"No!" Ning Qing was frightened.

"Forget it, let's sleep separately." Lu Shaoming retracted his arms and lifted the thin quilt outside.

Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief, the two of them couldn't touch each other at all, for a newly married man and woman, every touch would spark.

But in the next second, the thin quilt on her body was lifted, and the man's warm body leaned over, and with his long arms rolled, he embraced her forcefully and domineeringly.

"Lu Shaoming, your words don't count." Ning Qing struggled to get rid of him.

"Playing with fire again? Go to sleep!" The man's six words successfully shocked the restless little girl.

No matter how upset she was, Ning Qing really didn't dare to move. Tonight was the wedding night of the two of them. She never expected that this night would be so difficult.

No, she must separate from him.

Her small face was buried in his heart, where was his strong heartbeat, she was a little sleepy, she closed her eyes and said, "Lu Shaoming, are you still angry?"