Chapter 57 Madam, Thank You 2

Ning Qing opened her eyes and heard a man's "shush" sound. There were two men talking outside the door from far away.

Ning Qing suddenly realized that this was the men's bathroom!

She almost jumped up, she didn't have to live if someone caught her in this state.

The next second, her entire body was in the air, and Lu Shaoming carried her into a small changing room next to the washstand.

The changing room was too small. It was probably prepared for guests to change clothes temporarily. The two of them hid in it and their bodies were completely close to each other.

His body was hard and hot. Ning Qing felt the danger and quickly moved aside.

But her slender waist was clasped, and she was pulled into the man's arms. His body was so tense that when she bumped into her, she only heard a muffled grunt from him, which was extremely shocking.

Ning Qing's face turned red and she didn't dare to move any more.

Two men walked into the bathroom while chatting, and one man joked, "Okay, I don't see that you are so much older after you get married than when you were in school."

"Haha," the other man said very proudly, "You who are not married will never understand. After you have a wife, your wife will give you all kinds of convenient massage treatments every night. Will this remain the same?"

The two men chatted very happily.

Ning Qing just wanted to plug her ears. When she heard this kind of talk, she was so embarrassed that she almost burrowed into the ground.

"Why did you send me that color text message last night?" He lowered his eyes slightly, and the warm air exhaled under his handsome nose penetrated into Ning Qing's eardrums.

Ning Qing shuddered.

Ning Qing's little hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to put them, and finally chose to place them on his slim waist and abdomen. Because she was afraid that the two men would hear her, she whispered, "Because I know you like... but I didn't expect you." Ignore me, I feel so shameless..."

"...Qingqing, let's make up for it now?"

Ning Qing was about to slip, but fortunately the man had a strong arm holding her. He moved his long legs forward and pressed her gently against the door panel.

Ning Qing's mouth was dry and she slowly raised her eyes to look at him.

The man also looked at her intently, his deep eyes were no longer clear, but more night-colored. The corners of his eyes were very red, like a glass of mellow and strong red wine, gently rippling with evil and refreshing waves.

Ning Qing opened her eyes sideways.

There was a small mirror in front of her, and she saw the man's big hand wearing a watch go through her hair, and the few strands of hair he rubbed out were messy and charming, entangled around her delicate and blushing face, and he also Don't force her to turn her head.

The breathing of both of them was disordered, and I didn't know who had sweaty palms.

Ning Qing swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, closed her eyes, opened them again, and slowly climbed up his neck with her two small hands, feeling the ferocious flow of veins on his neck.

"Shaoming, these past two months, I have missed you so much!"

Ning Qing came out of the dressing room half an hour later. Every step she took felt like she was stepping on marshmallows, and she couldn't find a real sense of existence.

She walked to the washstand. The woman in the mirror had rosy cheeks and was gorgeous and delicate. The charming spring waves slowly flowed from the corners of her black-silk eyebrows, like red roses moistened by rain.

Being held in his arms and listening to him murmuring love words between husband and wife, Ning Qing had never thought that her life would be so stable and quiet except for the little deer bumping into each other.

I really want to be with him forever.

Ning Qing pursed her red lips and hummed deliberately and fiercely, "If you talk too much, there will be nothing next time!"

Lu Shaoming curled his lips and laughed, leaned over and kissed her little face hard. This little wife of his was so cute.

"Madam, I have to leave. This time I fly to Italy for the Media Asia Conference. It may take four or five days to come back. Mom is being taken care of in the hospital. Don't worry. Zhu Rui is in China. If you need anything, come to him. And, you I have read the matter with Li Meiling and her daughter. If you have any ideas or actions, you can call me. I will not interfere in your affairs, but I have more experience and experience than you and can give you good advice. "

"Yes." Ning Qing nodded.

His arms were so warm, and she felt like she was swimming in the wanton sunshine when she was in his arms. The man who had been talking to her just now was now warning her carefully, like her...father.

Although Ning Qing knows that this kind of "father" feeling is shameful!

Lu Shaoming let go of her and stood up straight, "I'm leaving."

There was a sudden chill around him, so he pulled away and left.

Just as he took a step forward, the corner of Lu Shaoming's business vest was grasped by a delicate white hand.

Lu Shaoming looked back and saw Ning Qing's eyes looking at him with pity and nostalgia.

The man laughed, clasped the back of her head with a big hand, and pulled her into his arms. He gently touched her hair again and again, "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"

"Yes." Ning Qing sniffed the refreshing masculine scent on his body and rubbed her face under the collar of his flat and crisp shirt.

Lu Shaoming sighed with satisfaction and said softly, "I may be busy during this period. The company's headquarters is in the United States. Because you are here, we may settle in T city in a short time. I have a lot of official matters to deal with. After this period of work is over, I will spend more time with you.”

"Well, I know, go ahead and do your work." Ning Qing nodded and let go of him.

In fact, she is not someone who relies on others easily. Ever since she was a child, besides relying on her mother, he was the first one.

Seeing him leaving, she just felt reluctant to let him go.

"Fool." Lu Shaoming stepped forward, held her face in his hands, and kissed her.

After the tall and handsome figure disappeared, Ning Qing walked out of the bathroom.

There were not many people in the corridor. She covered her bruised red lips with her little hand and went to find Xiao Zhou.

But at the end of the corridor, Xu Junxi appeared.

Ning Qing had a headache about bumping into Xu Junxi when she went out. She was not always in the mood to deal with him.

Xu Junxi looked at Ning Qing. Her clothes were intact, but her hair was messy. Maybe it was because she was sweating just now, and a few strands of hair were stuck on her beautiful white neck.

Ning Qing took her little hand away, and he saw her bruised red lips.

His black eyes suddenly burst out with a gloomy and violent cold light. The big palm hanging by his side clenched into a fist. He stared at her and gritted his teeth and said, "Did you kiss Lu Shaoming?"

"Yes!" Ning Qing generously admitted that her kiss with her husband had nothing to do with him.

"Okay," Xu Junxi's chest rose and fell violently, and his voice seemed to be forced out of his stomach, "Don't be so self-deprecating. You think Lu Shaoming will want you, he's just playing with you. He won't marry you, and you will never be able to enter the Lu family!"

Ning Qing really wanted to throw her marriage certificate in his face at this moment, and let him open his dog eyes and take a closer look, but she didn't say anything, just smiled coldly, "Do you think Lu Shaoming is the same as you? Sorry, I tell you very clearly that Lu Shaoming is a perfect man, and unfortunately, this good man was met by me, Ning Qing, and I will never let go of his hand in my life!"

After saying that, Ning Qing left him.

Xu Junxi couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore. Why did he feel so uncomfortable in his heart? He felt like someone was twisting his heart with a knife.

"Ah!" Xu Junxi roared and punched the wall of the corridor.

The dazzling blood flowed down the wall.

Ning Qing walked faster, so he bumped into someone when turning.

"I'm sorry, are you not hurt?"

"Nothing."

The person straightened her skirt and raised her head.

Ning Qing was startled. It turned out to be her favorite goddess, Xia Xiaofu.

Xia Xiaofu wore an elegant white dress. Her chestnut wavy hair reached her waist and was slightly scattered on her shoulders.

She had a very standard oval face, beautiful eyes, and a look of flowing gaze.

Ning Qing heard that she was the first in the country to have a double doctorate in the Chinese Department of a famous university. As the saying goes, a person with a lot of knowledge is naturally elegant. The 16-year-old Xia Xiaofu was selected to film a fairy tale drama because of her spotless temperament. Since then, she has been known as the "Fairy Sister". She is indeed a beautiful woman with both temperament and appearance at first sight.

"Ms. Xia, hello, I have always liked you. Can you sign an autograph for me?" Ning Qing was a little excited.

Xia Xiaofu blinked her beautiful eyes when she heard that, and a sparkling smile appeared on her delicate face. "Ning Qing, right? You can call me Xiaofu. I watched the trailer for "Feng Chen" today, and I really like your acting. To be honest, I had my eyes on the role of Meng Yao a long time ago, and then you took the role away. I was depressed for a long time, but you interpreted it really well, I have to admit that you are better than me."