Chapter 187 My Wife Is Still the Best

Lu Shaoming's eyes were dark. He already knew most of her purpose.

"Come in."

Ning Qing walked to his side.

Lu Shaoming moved the notebook on the desk aside, pulled out the office chair for her to sit on, "Open the test paper, I want to see where you don't know."

"Oh." Ning Qing spread out the test paper. This was an economics test paper. She really didn't know how to do it. She didn't write any of the questions on it.

Lu Shaoming glanced at the test paper, stood beside her with his hands in his trouser pockets, and said seriously, "Do it yourself first, and ask me if you don't know how to do it."

Ning Qing's face was flushed. She came with bad intentions, but he looked like a serious professor, which made her ashamed.

Ning Qing picked up the pencil and started answering the questions.

She was in trouble with the first multiple-choice question. She didn't know which one to choose from the four options A, B, C, and D.

While thinking, a big hand covered her delicate back, and the man's soft voice sounded, "Sit well, straighten your back."

He didn't mean anything else, and the big hand left after a while, but Ning Qing felt like she was electrocuted, and the touch of his big hand through the thin fabric had made her bones weak.

She sat up quickly.

After a few dozen seconds of silence, Ning Qing finally whispered, "Um, Shaoming, I don't know how to write, can you help me write?"

"I can't write the first one, you don't want me to help you finish this whole test paper, right? Can I take the test for you in the future?"

Is he not willing?

Ning Qing sighed softly, and her butterfly-wing eyelashes blinked innocently and beautifully, "What should I do, Shaoming, if you don't help me write, I can't write either. Mom said that I can't go to bed until I finish my homework, so tonight..."

Lu Shaoming smiled with his lips hooked, and the girl in his sight stood up very straight, like a little girl who was afraid of being criticized by the teacher, and the beautiful curve of her chest even gently hit the edge of the desk.

Lu Shaoming rolled his Adam's apple, took a step forward, turned around, leaned on the desk, pinched her small jaw with two fingers, leaned down and asked, "Why can't you sleep with me tonight?"

Ning Qing nodded, looking pitiful, "Yes, I am a good child, I listen to my mother very much, I need you to help me write? Aunt Yang asked for leave to go back tonight, you help me with my homework and I will cook for you, okay? I wanted to cook for you a few nights ago."

"Well," Lu Shaoming approached her and rubbed her beautiful little nose. Her skin was as white as cream and her little face was as white as porcelain. "Kiss me, I'll think about it."

Ning Qing's sweetness spread in her heart, and she held his handsome face with her two little hands and kissed him loudly on his thin lips.

"This is only enough to do one question."

What?

Ning Qing held his face again, took the initiative to trace the sexy lip line of his name, and kissed him again, "Is it enough?"

"This is only enough to do half of the questions."

A delicate flower bloomed on Ning Qing's little face, closed her eyes, and kissed him thoroughly.

Lu Shaoming let go of her jaw, and the two did not have physical contact. He leaned down and frowned to kiss her. Ning Qing raised her little head and endured it delicately. This kind of mid-air kiss was more touching than anything else, because there was no contact, she wanted contact more.

Finally, Ning Qing couldn't stand it, and turned her head to avoid it. His kiss fell into her pink neck, and he didn't kiss much, and they kissed each other twice.

"What's wrong?" The soft voice was full of gentlemanly warmth.

"Well, I'll go cook, you do the test questions." Do the business first, otherwise the two will be inseparable.

"...Okay."

...

Ning Qing was preparing dinner in the kitchen. The ingredients were all prepared by Aunt Yang. She lit the fire and started cooking.

While frying, she hooked a strong arm around her slender waist and hugged the man. Lu Shaoming whispered in her ear, "What are we having tonight?"

Ning Qing pinched a tomato with her white little hand and handed it to his lips, "Tonight we're having teppanyaki rice, one bowl for each person, my best dish."

Lu Shaoming opened his mouth and ate the tomato she handed him, "Teppanyaki rice? What kind of teppanyaki rice?"

"Well, I eat minced meat and eggplant, and you eat pork belly. Men should eat more meat."

Lu Shaoming hugged her waist tightly and said with a teasing smile, "Madam, where do you want me to gain weight? Tell me."

He has a figure like a model, thin when dressed, meaty when undressed, with a strong waist and abdomen, and proud long legs. He has a very standard figure.

No need to gain weight deliberately.

Ning Qing patted her waist with her big hand and said sweetly, "Shao Ming, are you trying to get me to praise you in various ways? You are so vain. And have you finished the test questions? It's only been more than ten minutes."

"I have finished them. Who is your husband? Those test questions can't stump me. They can only embarrass you, a little fool."

Who is the little fool?

Ning Qing decided not to argue with him.

"Shao Ming, why did you go to my school today?"

"If I don't go, I'm afraid my little wife will be kidnapped by someone else."

Ning Qing got angry when she heard this, "I don't know what Mu Yunfan and Xu Junxi are crazy about. They both keep pestering me. It's so annoying."

"Xu Junxi later discovered your goodness and regretted it. He wanted to win you back. Mu Yunfan has always liked you and wanted to get you. They are not crazy, but they are running for you with a clear purpose. Little wife, look at the men you have provoked outside. You have left a lot of big troubles for your husband to deal with."

Ning Qing glanced sideways and kissed Lu Shaoming's handsome face with a "chi ba". "Chuckling", "Shao Ming, God gave you a little wife who is loved by everyone. You have to pay as much as you get, so don't complain about being tired."

Lu Shaoming pinched her tender little face, "You praise yourself, don't you care about your dignity?"

I learned it from him.

Someone just praised himself for being knowledgeable.

"Shaoming, what is the flower language of the sleeping fire lotus? Tell me, I really want to know."

Lu Shaoming kissed her pink neck and said casually, "The purple petals are wrapped with golden stamens. The softest place in my heart is given to you to sleep peacefully. The love at the top of my heart, for a lifetime."

Ning Qing raised the corners of her lips sweetly. Well, is he telling her that she is the lover at the top of his heart?

It turns out that he can also be so sweet that people will die.

No, I can't be sick of him.

Ning Qing turned off the fire, "Husband, let's have dinner."

But after a dizzy moment, Ning Qing, who was about to take the bowls and chopsticks, was carried on the man's shoulders and taken out of the kitchen.

"Husband, what are you doing? Put me down quickly." Ning Qing shyly raised her little pink fist to hit his shoulder, and her two thin legs moved unhappily in the air.

"Do some exercise before dinner, Madam. Isn't this what you are hinting at?" He patted her pink buttocks with his big palm.

God knows, that's what she meant, but not now.

Ning Qing knew that her protest was futile, so she could only bite her lower lip and let him carry her away, but she found that the direction was wrong and struggled hard, "Husband, it's wrong, let's go to the bedroom, that's the study."

Lu Shaoming kicked open the door of the study and put the girl on the desk. His breath was a little disordered, and he held the girl's soft waist to prevent her from moving. "Madam, don't be nervous, I don't want to do anything, let's chat."

Chat?

What on earth did he want to chat about?

"Shaoming, put me down first, don't sit here, this is the desk." How could she let her little butt sit on such a serious place?

Besides, the postures of the two were so affectionate, she was afraid that she would lie down, so she could only use her two small hands to tightly hook his neck, and she was hanging on him.

Lu Shaoming frowned his handsome eyebrows, found her tender little face and kissed her, "Little Madam, tell me, why do you wear school uniforms for me today?"

"Because you like it..." Ning Qing answered honestly.

"Heh, how do you know I like it? Do you know that you give me the feeling of having sex with a little girl?"

This...

"Can't you just not do it? Just take a look." Ning Qing puffed up her delicate cheeks.

Lu Shaoming kissed her red lips and laughed softly, "Little Madam, if I don't show you some power, do you really think I'm a vegetarian?"

Being kissed by him, Ning Qing clenched his shirt with her two little hands, feeling very nervous. It was the first time she kissed him while sitting on the desk, so ashamed.

He kissed very gently, skillfully hooking her and spinning around, enjoying her delicateness carefully, Ning Qing gradually lost herself and softened in his arms.

Suddenly, her body lost weight and she was pressed down. Her delicate back pressed against the cold desk. She trembled with fear. Her two little hands habitually wanted to hold the sheets or something, but after a circle, there was nothing.

"Shao Ming." Ning Qing quickly stretched out her little hand to push him. Her eyes were red, she was bullied, "Not here, don't bully me like this."

Lu Shaoming let her go, and his heavy breathing fell on her delicate skin. His big hand wrapped around her bangs and gently touched her back. He pulled the blue bow around her neck and comforted her softly, "Little Madam, don't be afraid. Your husband is here. Let's try it here."

Ning Qing completely understood what he meant. What kind of chat? He was a big bad wolf.

"Lu Shaoming, you, you are so stupid!"

"You provoked me. The first time you came in, I wanted to do this to you."

Ning Qing struggled hard, but his iron-like body did not move. Ning Qing was shocked and scared. She couldn't accept it psychologically without a few experiences. This was an office.

Suddenly, her lips felt cold. Lu Shaoming flattened the bow ribbon and placed it on her lips.

Ning Qing's beautiful pupils shrank, tears accumulated in her eyes. The dazzling crystal chandelier above her head was so dazzling that it illuminated her shameful appearance at the moment.

"Turn off the lights, turn off the lights, please." The girl cried in the man's arms.

"Okay, okay, baby, don't cry... Husband, turn off the lights and change the table lamp, OK? I'm not interested in how 1 1 equals 3. Now let's discuss how 0 1 equals 2..."

Ning Qing's whole body was steamed pink. He knew it all. He actually knew the answer.

The professor who was so knowledgeable and elegant on the podium was actually a love beast.

He said it more specifically.

Ning Qing closed her eyes, his hands were unbuttoning her shirt, and she thought of him writing with chalk on the podium, holding it like a pen, with a superior family background.

But she didn't expect that his hands would be used on her like this.

…

Ning Qing woke up at five in the morning because the man beside her got out of bed. Although his movements were gentle, he still woke her up.

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom. He was taking a shower and was probably going to the company.

Ning Qing was no longer sleepy and slowly sat up from the bed. This was not the bedroom, but the big bed in the study. She went to bed almost in the early morning last night. She was too tired. A man with such a strong body was also a little tired. He hugged her and slept here.

His white shirt was placed on the bedside cabinet. Ning Qing took it in her palm and put it on her body.

She put on pink slippers and got out of bed. She did not go into the bathroom, but opened the door and walked into the study.

There was still a dim yellow light on in the study room, which was not turned off from beginning to end. The floor was a mess, her school uniform was torn into pieces, and her exam paper, which she bent down to pick up in her hand.

She had already clenched the exam paper into a ball. Last night she went to grab something in a daze, and she grabbed the exam paper and held it in her hand like a life-saving straw.

There are his handwriting in the examination paper, his pen calligraphy, vigorous and unrestrained, and the answers written beside the examination questions.

Ning Qing was embarrassed for a while. This test paper could no longer be used. When he returned to school, he had to find a new test paper and copy his answers.

At this time, a strong arm was wrapped around the waist. Lu Shaoming came behind him and held her tightly in his arms, "Why don't you sleep a little longer? You are not afraid of catching a cold if you wear so little?"

Ning Qing looked back and hit his handsome shoulders, saying coquettishly, "I also want to wear more clothes, but all my clothes are on the floor."

Knowing that she was still blaming him, Lu Shaoming reached out and touched her face, closed his eyes and kissed her lips, "Sorry, madam, I lost control last night."

What she looked like last night was in her mind, her beautiful autumn eyes overflowing with crystal tears. She looked at him shamelessly and weakly, like a trapped little animal, pitiful.

Taigou people.

Her beautiful black hair was tossed and scattered, some of it was spread on the desk like silk, and some of it hung weakly and weakly in the air, swaying in a swaying arc.

Ning Qing reached out and hugged his muscular waist. There were no clothes in the study. He had just taken a shower and only had a bath towel tied around his waist.

The lips of the two of them were gently touching each other, not a deep kiss, but the soft and pliable touch made Ning Qing tingle, and her heart suddenly turned to water. She pouted her pink lips and said coquettishly, "Actually, I'm not really weird. You, last night...as long as you like..."

"Ha," Lu Shaoming chuckled against her nose and kissed her loudly to encourage him, "it's better to have my own wife."

Ning Qing turned around and got into his broad arms.

"Shaoming, are you going to the company? It's only five o'clock, and you've slept for less than five hours. Aren't you tired?"

Lu Shaoming stroked her hair, "I'm not tired. I'm willing to be drained by my wife."

"Bah, what are you talking about?" Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with her little hand and stomped her feet in shame, "You haven't been squeezed dry, but you... tortured me to death."

He has too much physical strength.

Lu Shaoming kissed her white fingertips, picked her up horizontally, and carried her to the shower room, "Okay, I will be restrained from now on, so that we can grow old together. Since my wife is awake, please trouble her to shave me."