Chapter 177 Who Wants You to Be Nice to Me Now? 2

Lu Shaoming's kiss was very gentle, soothing her shy mood and feeling like he was confiding in the past four days of missing her. He missed her so much.

Ning Qing was instantly drowned in his tenderness. This kind of tenderness that a gentleman had for women seemed to overflow from his bones and blood, making people obsessed.

After a long kiss, Ning Qing's little head lay weakly on his tall shoulders. The man pulled the quilt to cover her waist, touched her slim arms with one hand and comforted her lovingly, "In the dream, I was This is not how I treat you, do you like it?”

Ning Qing was so seduced by him that she even resisted and nodded stupidly, "Yes."

He kissed her like this in the dream, and she liked it too.

"Ha," Lu Shaoming laughed happily, "I have no one here, and no one will disturb us. Just do whatever you want to me, and be proactive tonight."

It was said that Lu Shaoming patted her little vagina with a "snap" sound on the quilt, which was very suggestive.

Ning Qing stretched out her hand to push him away, and got off him with her hands and feet. Half of her face covered by her hair was as delicate as a begonia, and her eyebrows were timid and shy like a budding girl. "Who wants to take the initiative? I don't want it. "

She didn't have the courage. Even thinking about it made her heart beat faster. She didn't want it.

Lu Shaoming didn't stop her when he saw her going down. He just said slowly, "If you don't want to, forget it. That Ye Ting is still waiting outside my door. She graduated from Harvard, is proficient in many languages, is tall, and has a pretty face. She must be willing to do anything. of."

The girl suddenly froze on him and stopped moving.

Lu Shaoming half-squinted his eyes and continued, "Men like women who have a tacit understanding with them, like those traditional and conservative women who blush for a long time even after being kissed. It's okay to fall in love, but not as a couple..."

"Lu Shaoming!" Ning Qing sat up straight, stretched out her little hand to cover his mouth, her eyes were very bright, and she timidly scolded him, "You, you love beast, we have only been together once, and you already dislike me. . You looked at me and blushed. I didn't. Just take the initiative. Don't use other women to make me angry. "

As Ning Qing spoke, she held his face with both hands and kissed his deep and charming temples.

Lu Shaoming hugged her waist tightly and quickly changed from passive to active.

"Wait Shaoming, if you take the initiative, you must promise me not to use that Ye Ting. I don't like her, so please let her go away."

"Okay," Lu Shaoming replied while kissing her, "As long as my wife feels comfortable serving me, I will agree to anything and she will never appear in front of you in the future."

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Ning Qing woke up from hunger. She didn't eat at night, and her energy was exhausted just now. She smelled the aroma of food while she was drifting off to sleep, and she opened her eyes.

There was a dinner plate on the bedside table. On the plate were several delicious side dishes, a thick stew of fish soup, and a bowl of white rice.

"Are you awake?" Lu Shaoming stood beside the bed. Seeing that she was awake, he supported her against the head of the bed and put a soft pillow behind her.

"The food has just been brought. It's hot. I just wanted to wake you up to eat, but I didn't expect that you, a greedy little cat, would wake up on your own after smelling the fragrance." Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand and pinched her beautiful little nose lovingly.

The man only wore a white shirt and khaki casual trousers, looking elegant and elegant. He took a shower, and there was not much of a wasteful smell about him.

Ning Qing glanced at him twice, too shy to say a word. He was almost completely different from the man who was frowning and panting just now.

She was also carried by him to take a shower, wearing a cotton long-sleeved pajama, which was very comfortable.

But her whole body felt like it had been run over by a wheel, and she was sore and painful. Her legs moved slightly, and she snorted.

"What's wrong, madam?" The man quickly came up with concern, touched her face with his big hands, pecked her red and swollen lips and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Ning Qing felt aggrieved for a moment, and hit him with her little pink fist, "Huh, you ghost. You have been cold and violent to me this week, and you are still away from me. Now who wants you to be nice to me, you want to get me..."

Ning Qing was too embarrassed to speak.

"What do I get from you? Madam, your body is mine. Besides, is it my fault this week? You are entangled with Mu Yunfan, and I am the most innocent one. I didn't do anything."

Yes, yes, he didn't do anything, he just let her chase him around the world.

Ning Qing now had an inexplicable feeling of falling into a pit.

Is he the most innocent one? Now that I think about it, he is the one who benefits the most.

Once and for all, enjoy the results.

Too bad, too sinister.

Ning Qing didn't argue with him. She couldn't argue. What happened to Mu Yunfan was indeed her fault. She pointed at the white rice with her little finger, "I'm hungry and want to eat."

"Yes." Lu Shaoming scooped up half a bowl of fish soup from an empty bowl and handed it to her, "Drink the soup first. I heard that women should drink more fish soup afterwards."

"Oh." Ning Qing opened her mouth, let him feed her, and drank the fish soup obediently.

Lu Shaoming used chopsticks to pick up the meat from the fish belly, carefully removed the fish bones, and then fed the fish meat to her.

After eating half of the fish, Lu Shaoming picked up the rice bowl and fed her. His voice was very gentle, "What food do you want to eat?"

"I want that celery." Ning Qing commanded.

Lu Shaoming acted as a quiet porter, waiting for her to eat most of the bowl of rice. He touched her round belly and then stopped with satisfaction.

After taking the dishes and chopsticks out, the man bent down and picked Ning Qing up, carrying her to the shower room. "Brush your teeth, wash your face, and get ready for bed."

Ning Qing stood by the washbasin. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she realized that her two thin legs were shaking violently. She supported herself on the washbasin with one small hand and looked at the man sideways. The man's shirt had three buttons loose, and his delicate collarbone and shoulders were covered with red marks from her scratching.