Chapter 272 Silly Child, Do You Know You Are Pregnant?

Ning Qing raised her other fist and hit his shoulder, "hmm" twice.

She didn't close her eyes, looking at his delicate face close to her. The man's facial features were as deep and three-dimensional as Greek sculptures, with sharp edges and corners. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

He was still the same as before he lost his memory. Whenever he touched her, he liked to frown. Other men were comfortable when they enjoyed themselves, but he seemed to be happy and uncomfortable.

But she liked him like this.

He was too mature and masculine.

Ning Qing closed her eyes with curved eyebrows, and her slender white hands touched his charming temples, then shuttled into his cold and hard short hair and hugged his head.

The two kissed passionately for a while, and Lu Shaoming let her go. His thumb covered with thin calluses rubbed her slightly swollen lips, and he lowered his eyes to smell the sweet fragrance from her nose, "Are you not angry anymore?"

"Yeah." Ning Qing nodded, and there was still a hazy color of Mi Li in her autumn eyes, revealing a little bit of the charm of a little woman.

Lu Shaoming couldn't help but rub her little face with his resolute chin, "If you have something to say in the future, you are not allowed to give me a cold shoulder, and you are not allowed to make me angry with other men. I remember the request you made today, and I will learn it slowly. I know you are wronged to follow me, but old men have their own advantages, and I will spoil you in the future."

There were green stubble on his chin. He was ignored by her last night, and he didn't shave this morning.

She felt particularly painful when he rubbed her delicate skin. She pushed his handsome face with her little hands and dodged everywhere. Because she felt sorry for the man, her voice became delicate, "Lu Shaoming, go away, you hurt me."

"Where does it hurt? Let me see." He held her small jaw with two fingers. Her egg-white skin was really rubbed red by him. The man frowned, "I didn't use any force, why did you get red? How old are you? You are so tender, do you still want to be touched, huh?"

Ning Qing's eyes overflowed with a layer of water. Their eyes met. She quickly turned her eyes aside and looked at the man's delicate collarbone in his shirt. She pouted her lips, "Can't you be gentler?"

"Okay, I agree to whatever you say." The man held her soft waist with one hand and her small shoulders with the other hand, hugged her tightly in his arms and coaxed her. It hurt to hold her in his arms.

Ning Qing lay on his shoulder, her autumn eyes narrowed into a crescent, and her little face bloomed like a flower.

What should I do, she is shameless again?

The feeling of father is coming.

Actually, she just said it casually this afternoon, and didn't ask him to really do it. In the past, Lu Shaoming would never agree to her conditions.

But she didn't expect that he would really agree now.

Ning Qing hooked his neck, her eyes sparkling, and asked sweetly, "Husband, can I train you to be my loyal boyfriend?"

"What?"

"A very obedient boyfriend."

"Well," the man pursed his lips and looked at her with burning eyes, "Okay, that depends on how you train? Different dogs have different training methods, especially those that are already very mature and have reached the period of clearing. You have to feed more... meat."

Ning Qing quickly covered his mouth with her little hand, "What are you talking about, you are talking dirty again."

Lu Shaoming leaned over and kissed her, "Just open it, what can you do to me?"

Ning Qing quickly pounced on him when she heard it, and fell into his arms with the blanket. She came to tickle him, "Dare to open it, are you afraid?"

The two rolled around in play for two rounds, and Lu Shaoming grabbed her small waist and let her lie in his arms like a kitten , lowered his voice, bit her ear, "Baby, you hurt me today."

Ning Qing's face turned red, and she supported his chest to get up. She snorted, "How is it possible? I have so little strength, it's you who can't do it."

Lu Shaoming held one of her hands and led her down, "It's okay, you feel it yourself."

...

Yue Wanqing was cooking in the kitchen. She suddenly saw a bottle of sour plums on the glass table. She asked in surprise, "Zhenguo, who eats this sour plum?"

Ning Zhengguo took vegetables from the refrigerator, "Oh, Qingqing eats it."

"Qingqing? Qingqing only likes to eat sweet food, never sour food. Why did she suddenly change her taste? Wait..." Yue Wanqing walked to Ning Zhenguo's side. She glanced at the refrigerator. There were fresh yellow oranges and lemons in the refrigerator... all fruits that can make people drool just by looking at them.

"Wanqing, what's wrong? Just let Qingqing eat whatever she likes..."

Yue Wanqing glared at him, "What do you know as a man? I hate spicy food the most, but when I was pregnant with Qingqing, I chose spicy food."

Ning Zhenguo froze, "What do you mean?"

Yue Wanqing looked happy, "I can't tell yet... It's all because this girl has been filming for a month. I just found out about the change in her diet now. If she is really pregnant, it's her and Shaoming's first child. She is very precious... Zhenguo, help me watch the fire, I'll go upstairs to check."

"Okay, go quickly." Ning Zhenguo was also happy.

...

Yue Wanqing stood at the door of the room. She raised her hand to knock on the door. Before she knocked, she heard the girl's crisp and clear smile inside, "Shaoming, don't make trouble... Mom and Dad will see..."

"No, I locked the door..."

The girl moaned twice, and there was a rustling sound inside, which made people blush.

Yue Wanqing shook her head. If Qingqing was really pregnant, how could these two people act so foolishly?

"Knock knock," she knocked on the door, "Mr. Lu, Qingqing, dinner is ready, come out and have dinner."

This sound startled the two people on the bed, "Shaoming, my mother, go away." Ning Qing pushed his chest with her slender white hands.

Lu Shaoming's face flushed, and the veins on his forehead jumped a little. He frowned, suppressed his reaction, and turned over in disappointment.

Ning Qing quickly got up and sorted out her clothes. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the man kneeling on the bed in dissatisfaction, with the metal belt pulled aside and the zipper opened, revealing the black shorts inside.

Ning Qing's face flushed, knowing that he was unhappy. A man with extremely mature physical and physiological needs is also very strong.

She often kept him hanging like this, which was indeed not good for his health.

She quickly covered his ear and coaxed him softly, "Okay, okay, forget it today. Tomorrow... didn't you always want to take me back to the apartment?"

Lu Shaoming's black eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly became hot. He stared at the girl and asked hoarsely, "Really?"

"Yeah, really."

Lu Shaoming held her little face and kissed her on the corner of her mouth in a good mood, "It's still better to have your own woman."

Ning Qing hammered him with her little hand, and her autumn eyes looked around, "Stop talking nonsense, and go out to eat quickly."

"Yes, baby." The two smiled at each other, and their love was beyond words.

...

The two went down the stairs. At this time, Lu Shaoming's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and said, "Uncle and aunt, there is an emergency at the company. I'm leaving first. Thank you for dinner. I'll come next time."

"Lu Shao, dinner is ready, you can eat before you leave." Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing tried to keep him.

"No..." Lu Shaoming refused politely, but his sleeve was grabbed by the girl beside him. The girl pouted her pink lips and looked at him pitifully, "Shaoming, eat first and then work. It won't take a few minutes to eat a bowl of rice. I'll serve it to you. Eat it and leave quickly."

Lu Shaoming's eyes were soft. He couldn't bear to refuse her and nodded.

Ning Qing happily took him into the kitchen.

She personally served him a bowl of rice and handed the chopsticks to his palm. The two did not go to the dining table. Yue Wanqing brought the delicious stir-fried dishes to the glass table. Ning Qing served him soup and they ate standing up.

The man ate very quickly. There was a problem with a project in the company and he needed to go back as soon as possible.

But no matter how fast he ate, the man's noble and elegant posture did not change at all. He didn't make any sound when eating. He held the bowl in his left hand, and every minute and every second was a textbook.

Ning Qing handed the black chicken soup to his lips and said sweetly, "Hubby, have a sip."

"Yeah." Lu Shaoming took a sip from her little hand and thought it tasted good. He lowered his eyes and drank all the soup in her hand.

Listening to the "gulp" sound from his sexy Adam's apple, Ning Qing smiled with curved eyebrows, "Hubby, do you want more?"

"No." Lu Shaoming shook his head.

He had never eaten like this in his life. He ate standing in the kitchen, but he felt warm and satisfied. The dishes on the glass table were brought in by Ning Zhengguo and Yue Wanqing. The two kindly told him to eat more, and then went out to give the space to him and Ning Qing.

The light in the kitchen was dim and light yellow, which illuminated the girl's delicate and warm face. She stood on tiptoe to feed him soup and whispered to him "hubby"...

The feeling of home was everywhere.

After the meal, Lu Shaoming handed the bowl to Ning Qing, "I'm full."

Although the man was reserved, he never wasted food. The bowl was very clean, without a grain of rice. "Husband, have another bowl. Men can eat two bowls of rice."

"No, I ate a little at my mother's today."

"Oh," Ning Qing glanced into the living room, then quickly kissed his thin lips, "Husband, let's go quickly, be careful on the road."

"Okay." Lu Shaoming said goodbye to the two elders and got on the Bentley.

When the car started, the girl in the rearview mirror was still standing by the door looking at him, her eyes tenderly watching him leave.

Lu Shaoming was immersed in a layer of soft light. After searching for so many years, it turned out that he wanted such a girl.

To make him fulfilled.

To make him so... happy.

...

The Bentley disappeared from sight, and Ning Qing closed the door reluctantly.

After entering the restaurant, Yue Wanqing brought out a bowl of fish soup, "Qingqing, come and finish your fish soup."

"Mom, what is this?" Ning Qing felt sick as soon as she smelled the fishy smell. She quickly ran to the trash can, bent down, and vomited while holding her chest.

After vomiting everything, a sour plum was handed to her. Ning Qing's eyes lit up and she reached out to take it, "Mom, how did you know I wanted to eat this? Thank you, Mom."

But Yue Wanqing took her hand back. She looked at Ning Qing and said angrily, "Silly child, do you know you are pregnant?"

Ning Qing's pupils shrank and she stood up straight, "Mom, what did you say...?"