Chapter 56 Madam, Thank You 1

The dealer dealt the first card to Lu Shaoming. When the dealer was about to deal the card to Xu Junxi, Xu Junxi waved his hand and whispered, "I won't play anymore."

There was a slight disappointing sound all around.

Ning Qing raised her eyes and looked at Xu Junxi. His handsome eyebrows were furrowed into the word "Chuan". He held a cigarette between two fingers of his right hand and smoked irritably, looking decadent.

Ning Qing could understand his mood at the moment. As the only son of the Xu family, he had always been smooth sailing in his career and was respected by people. In the wealthy circle, no one would laugh at Lu Shaoming's bet with him if he lost the bet, but he didn't dare bet.

This was the silent but most painful humiliation Lu Shaoming gave him.

Xu Junxi has always been arrogant, and this humiliation was a fatal blow to him.

"Since Mr. Xu doesn't dare to play, let's forget it. Everyone, Lu has something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Before Ning Qing had time to retract her gaze, the man suddenly retracted his long legs. Her two thin legs fell to the ground due to the instant weightlessness. Her heels fell to the ground, which hurt a little.

This man!

Ning Qing looked at Lu Shaoming, who had already stood up. He seemed to have a bad look on his face...

Could it be that she glanced at Xu Junxi and he was angry?

The bosses bid farewell to Lu Shaoming politely, and Lu Shaoming left the box door with a steady and sonorous pace. When Ning Qing saw Zhu Rui glance at her before leaving, her little heart suddenly beat violently.

She didn't know how she said goodbye to those rich ladies. Lu Shaoming had just left, and she followed them out. Well, everyone knew what she was doing.

Ning Qing turned a corner in the corridor and quickened her pace to chase Lu Shaoming, but she stopped because the man she was chasing was tall and handsome, with long legs. There was a very beautiful woman beside him.

Ning Qing knew that beautiful woman, she was a popular beauty anchor.

The woman wears a black V-neck short skirt that covers her hips, has a showy career line, a slim waist, and two slender legs... No matter how hot her figure is, her voice has the air of a Jiangnan woman. Sweet, soft and waxy, it sounds better than Ning Yao's oriole-like voice.

Ning Qing sighed, this is indeed the fantasy goddess of all otakus. The contrast between her figure and voice alone can make men have many evil thoughts.

"Master Lu, I didn't expect to meet you here today. Three years ago, at a business ribbon-cutting ceremony, I was squeezed by the crowd and almost fell. You asked your assistant to help me. I never found a chance to tell you. Thank you. Mr. Lu, can you give me your contact number? I’d like to treat you to dinner when you’re free.”

Although Ning Qing could only see one side of the beautiful anchor from a distance, the anchor looked at Lu Shaoming with a stern look on her eyebrows, admiring and loving her even before she could say anything.

At this time, Ning Qing saw Lu Shaoming put his hand in his trouser pocket and looked straight at her with his cold, deep black eyes.

He didn't answer, his cold and noble look seemed to be waiting for her reaction.

Ning Qing wanted to glare at him. Is he so kind? What does other people's wrestling have to do with him?

It’s not about looking at other people’s beauty!

Ning Qing stepped forward and said, "Shaoming," she raised her lips and held the man's strong arm affectionately. Without looking at the beautiful anchor, she asked Lu Shaoming, "Who is this person?"

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl who was half as short as him. She had a pair of eyes that could speak.

Her eyes are black and white, crystal clear. They are not full of worldliness and lust like those of the world. When they are quiet, they are like the clear water waves of autumn, and her pupils are like water.

Of course, for anyone who is lucky enough, she will be like now, with a pair of delicate willow eyebrows slightly raised, showing a somewhat enchanting and lazy charm, looking at you like a kitten, and scratching your heart with its paws.

Very annoying.

She wore a red lace dress today, a simple and elegant style. The bright red made her skin look like snow, and her teeth were bright and white. Only he knew how beautiful her body was hidden in her dignified and reserved coat. She had lived for 30 years. , He has never seen any woman in his eyes. He took a serious look at this anchor today and found that she is really a vulgar fan.

"I don't know." Lu Shaoming rolled his Adam's apple and spit out three words.

Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She had seen many phenomena. When a couple quarreled, the man or the woman would use a third person to stimulate the original partner. This was childish and hurtful.

Fortunately he didn't.

When two people get along and encounter conflicts, she is willing to take the first step, and he, who is wise, is also willing to take the remaining ninety-nine steps.

"Shaoming, let's go." Ning Qing took Lu Shaoming's arm and turned him around.

Lu Shaoming followed Ning Qing, "By the way," he suddenly remembered something, turned around gracefully, and looked at the beautiful anchor with distant and cold eyes, "I have no assistant, only a secretary, and my secretary is paid by the hour. Yes, so it’s not worth asking him to support a woman, and I’ve never done anything like that in the future. It’s easy to cheat.”

The beautiful anchor's face turned pale, and she froze in place like a sluggish chicken.

Ning Qing followed the man, her eyebrows curved and she snickered. Suddenly she wanted to criticize the man, "Looking at this girl makes her cry, you don't know how to show mercy to her."

But she wouldn't say it out loud. She also had a dark and selfish side, so she coveted his woman, and she loved his indifferent courage to cut off the water.

"Shaoming, is Secretary Zhu's salary that high? Then why did you leave Secretary Zhu to take care of your mother in the hospital for a week?"

Lu Shaoming glanced at the sign of "Men's Restroom", calmly withdrew his arm from her little hand, opened the door and walked in, "Who are you, huh? I, Lu Shaoming, only have one wife."

Ning Qing's heart felt like a handful of honey. She chased him and walked in. The tall and handsome man stood by the sink washing his hands. She stepped forward, rubbed against his side, and said coquettishly, "Are you angry? I'm just I glanced at Xu Junxi and had no idea. We have been playing cards together for so long. I don’t believe you haven’t noticed that I already treat him as a stranger?”

Lu Shaoming turned off the water. A man like him could tell at a glance whether there was anything going on between two people. Her eyes were very clean, and Xu Junxi was completely a thing of the past.

He stood still, reached out with his right hand to clasp her small chin, and pulled her in, "Do you understand tonight? Do you still want to have a scandal with Xu Junxi in the future?"

He exerted force on his hand, and Ning Qing felt pain. She pushed hard and slapped his big palm with her two small hands, pouting and saying, "What do you want me to understand?"

Lu Shaoming clasped her waist with his left hand and spun her around. Ning Qing was already sitting on the washstand with his arms.

His body pressed in, and the man's fresh breath and the faint smell of tobacco filled the sky. Ning Qing shrank back. He put a big hand on the wall and pushed her directly into the corner.

"Understand that I can actually make you more hyped than him. Next time you want to start a scandal, just give me your room number and I will accompany you." Lu Shaoming licked his dry lips and spoke in a smooth and low voice.

Ning Qing's face turned red. This man was really terrible. He spoke so seriously and rigidly, but there was undeniable force and domineering in every word, as well as... love and ambiguity.

Just when she was at a loss, her soft and slender waist was clasped again. She moved forward, and her whole body was half-carried into his arms.

"When you were picking up your bag in the box, you didn't notice that you were wearing a skirt? With your pout like that, who do you want to expose it to, huh?" He lowered his eyes.

Ning Qing quickly reached out and grabbed his business vest, but her right hand accidentally touched his platinum brooch. When she was with him, she especially liked the cold and hard-textured things he wore, such as watches and buttons on his cuffs. Metal belts... Men are naturally suited to this kind of thing, it's very charming.

"...I didn't want to show it to anyone...I was wearing safety pants, so it wouldn't be exposed..." She huddled in his arms and explained weakly.

A bright light was turned on on the washstand, and the girl hidden in her arms had flushed cheeks and picturesque eyebrows. Her jade-like nose was youthful and pretty, and her small rhombus lips were shaped like cherries.

He held her in his arms and thought of only one word - sweet and warm as jade.

"Are you really wearing it? Show me."

Before Ning Qing could realize what he meant, her legs felt cold...

"Lu Shaoming!" Ning Qing was ashamed and angry, so embarrassing.

Lu Shaoming took a look, put down her skirt while she was twisting, and closed his eyes. The corners of his eyes were a little red. His breath was turbulent. He held her little face with his two big palms and said, "Did you miss me for the past half month?" ?”

How did she answer this?

How could anyone ask so straightforwardly?

Ning Qing closed her mouth tightly and did not answer.

"Ning Qing, I miss you. When I'm not working for half a month, besides going to the hospital to accompany my mother, I just miss you, so I was very angry when I heard you said you gave Xu Junxi's house number last night. I had a meeting in advance this morning, and then Just flew over. Where did the cat and dog come from in the box? They bullied you. I feel very sorry for you and I can’t bear to let you go.”

"Ning Qing, I'm leaving soon. Time is limited. Be proactive and make me feel that you are thinking about me too. Although I have already felt it, I haven't responded to your call since last night. You called me. 21 phone calls, I’m very happy. Oh, there were times when I was so naive, waiting for your call to count how much you love me.”

The man was panting heavily, and Ning Qing couldn't help but touch his deep and clean temple line with her small hands. In her sight, he frowned Qing Mo's eyebrows tightly, as if he was suppressing pain.