Chapter 405: Why Would I Lie to You? Think About It Yourself

Ning Qing suddenly had nothing to say.

He had a meeting at six o'clock, which meant that he had to go to bed early and get up early, but he could obviously take Xiao Jinwen to sleep first, but he told her to listen.

What he wanted to express was clearly that he disagreed!

Ning Qing lowered her eyes to eat and scolded him in her heart. He was a bad guy. He was so evil. He had only been back for a day and he was already controlling her.

She wants to film a movie.

She used to film when he lost his memory. At that time, he drove a long way to visit the class, but he always obediently went to bed first.

It's different now.

He would never pamper her so much again.

After the two had dinner, Ning Qing took Xiao Jinwen to take a shower, but was stopped by Lu Shaoming, "It's not night yet. If you want to shoot a night scene scene, hurry up."

"But, can you help Xiao Jinwen take a bath?"

Lu Shaoming glanced at his son, who also looked at his father in confusion. The father and son made eye contact, looked at Mama at the same time, and nodded.

Ning Qing was amused by the tacit understanding between father and son. She simply ignored it and warned him twice, "Shaoming, don't wash Xiao Jinwen's hair, lest you get water into his eyes, just use Just give him a bath with warm water."

The man said nothing and carried his son into the shower room.

Ning Qing put away the dishes and said, "Shaoming, Xiao Jinwen wants to listen to fairy tales tonight, tell him a story."

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The door to the room was closed. Lu Shaoming held Xiao Jinwen with one arm and went to get the bathtub with the other hand. The man liked to be clean, so he put the bathtub under the fluffy head and rinsed it several times, then filled it with warm water.

The bag prepared by grandma is like a treasure chest. It can be used for everything, baby shampoo, shower gel, body lotion... Lu Shaoming glanced at it and took the shower gel directly.

After laying down all the clothes on his son's body, Lu Shaoming held up his small body with two big hands to put him into the water, "Son, we're taking a bath."

Xiao Jinwen refused, and his two white and tender calves bent up to prevent his little feet from touching the water. He looked at Daddy and slowly stretched out his left hand to touch his little head.

Dad, why don't you wash your hair?

Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and explained patiently, "Xiao Jinwen, although Dad is very smart, he lacks experience. Washing your hair is a technical job. If you are not careful, you may get water and foam into your eyes and ears. Today Forget it, let’s just take a shower.”

Xiao Jinwen didn't understand, so he scratched his head with his little hands. He was sweating a lot from crawling today and his head was itchy.

I inherited this from my dad, who loves to be clean.

Lu Shaoming had no choice but to carry him to get shampoo, then turned back to the shower room.

"Son, let's start washing him then." Lu Shaoming followed Ning Qing's example, holding him sideways in his arms, and then washed his hair with a small towel.

Xiao Jinwen's two little feet were kicking happily in the air. Dad's hands were as gentle as Mom's in his hair. Dad's palms were so big, as big as Mom's hands. She felt so safe. .

At this time, ah, my eyes hurt so much.

There is foam flowing in.

Xiao Jinwen used his little hands to rub it instinctively. This rub was broken and it really hurt. He held it in his mouth and cried loudly.

Seeing his son crying, Lu Shaoming panicked, "Sorry, baby, don't rub it with your hands... Come, Daddy will wipe your eyes with a towel... Don't kick Daddy, Daddy will help you wash your hair..."

Three minutes later, Lu Shaoming took care of Xiao Jinwen's hair. He helped Xiao Jinwen sit up. Xiao Jinwen's little body was still twitching and crying. He didn't dare to open his eyes, which felt like numbness. The beautiful two rows of long eyelashes fluttered, so aggrieved.

Mom and grandma felt very comfortable washing his hair, but it was more painful for him than dad.

Lu Shaoming was so distressed that he stretched out his fingers to help him wipe away the tears hanging on his little face. He coaxed softly, "Son, it's all Daddy's fault. Daddy will apologize to you, okay? Stop crying, we are The little man sweats and bleeds but doesn’t shed tears. Xiao Jinwen will have to protect Mama from now on.”

Xiao Jinwen didn't understand, but he opened his eyes when he heard the "mommy" sound, and his big wet eyes became brighter and brighter due to the baptism of tears. He suddenly realized that, hey, his eyes didn't hurt anymore.

"Giggle..." Xiao Jinwen was resurrected with full blood and quickly grinned.

Lu Shaoming put him into the bathtub, and he happily played with the water.

Lu Shaoming stood up straight and breathed a sigh of relief. The child looked easy to take care of, but in fact it was not easy to take care of him at all. He let his son play for a while while he took a bath first.

Standing in front of the washbasin with a tall and tall body, he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt. After a while, the shirt left his body, revealing his tight and slim waistline. The daylight in the shower room came over, illuminating every inch of him. The wheat-colored skin exudes a healthy and charming honey color, which is dazzling.

The hem of his trousers was quite wet. The man didn't care much. He raised his hand and unbuckled his belt. When the trousers came off his body, he raised his long legs and crossed them under his fluffy head.

He took a cold shower, and the cool water droplets splashed out, and some fell on Xiao Jinwen. Xiao Jinwen looked up.

Aware of his son's gaze, Lu Shaoming knelt down and teased his son's soft penis with two fingers, "Boy, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Jinwen looked at her father somewhere, her eyes were dumbfounded.

Lu Shaoming smiled, and all the deep lines in his eyes were rippling, showing the mature charm of a man of his age. "Son, don't look at it. You will have it in the future. Dad can only give you a look, you know?"

Xiao Jinwen: He quickly covered his face with his little hands, Dad was so shameless.

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The father and son took a shower, and Lu Shaoming applied a layer of lotion on his son, then took a fairy tale book and placed Xiao Jinwen in his arms as he lay on the bed.

Lu Shaoming flipped through the Grimm's Fairy Tales back and forth, feeling that it was very childish. He lowered his eyes at his son and asked in a low voice, "Son, which one do you want to listen to?"

Xiao Jinwen stared at the fairy tale book with his big eyes. He stretched out his little finger and clicked on an article randomly. Lu Shaoming nodded, "Okay, this is it."

Ning Qing hurriedly filmed the night scene and ran back to the room. The room was very quiet when she entered, and her two favorite men on the big bed were already asleep.

Xiao Jinwen's belly was covered with a thin blanket, and he slept in a very regular position. The man was naked from the waist up, and the quilt was covered with his mermaid line. He slept on his side, with one arm still wrapped around Xiao Jinwen, giving his son a full body. Full of care.

Ning Qing had a happy smile on her face, and then walked into the shower room quietly.

The shower room was in a mess. The shampoo scattered on the floor was confiscated. The men's clothes were taken off and there were water stains everywhere. Ning Qing sighed that no one except the father and son could make the shower room like this.

Ning Qing tidied everything up and then took a shower.

After taking a shower, take out the hair dryer and blow dry your hair.

She walked into the room quietly, stood by the bedside table, opened the night essence, squeezed a little amount into her palms and spread it evenly, then patted it on her face.

As soon as the photo was taken, her slender wrist was suddenly clasped, and the man pulled hard, and she fell directly into a hard and warm embrace.

In a panic, she raised her eyes and ran into the man's bright and charming black eyes. With a smile on his lips, he tightened his arms and held her in his arms.

"Lu Shaoming, are you awake?"

Lu Shaoming clasped her small waist and gently pushed her, holding her between him and his son, "She was asleep, but you woke me up."

With that he came to kiss her.

Ning Qing was frightened and turned around quickly. She went to hug Xiao Jinwen and hummed, "Lu Shaoming, don't mess around. Your son is here. If you can, wake him up."

Okay, is she using her son as a shield?

Lu Shaoming turned sideways to hug her and held her tightly in his arms. He smiled, "Ning Qing, I'm going to cause trouble. If you can, wake up your son."

Ning Qing was angry, what? He was too domineering.

"Madam, turn around." He covered her snow-white earlobe, his low-pitched voice filled with endless coaxing.

"No." Ning Qing refused. She had just taken a shower. Her fair face was as bright as a puff, and her pink mouth was as moist as a cherry. She clenched the sheets tightly with one small hand and said, "You Isn’t there a meeting at six o’clock tomorrow morning? It’s almost 11 o’clock now. Go to bed early.”

With Xiao Jinwen here, neither of them dared to speak loudly, which was very inconvenient.

Lu Shaoming stretched out his index finger to curl the hair that fell on her cheek. He leaned over and took a sip. The smell of the shampoo was so fragrant.

"Ma'am, I can't sleep."

Ning Qing moved forward to prevent him from touching her, but she was already dizzy from the way he sniffed her hair. A layer of aggrieved and tender light fell on the woman's beautiful eyes, "You will be here tomorrow morning." Isn’t there no meeting? Lu Shaoming, you just know how to lie to me.”

At this time, her small shoulders were grabbed, and her whole body was pulled over. The man stretched out his right arm to cushion her small head, and then pulled the quilt from her belly to cover her belly. His left hand He pinched her beautiful little nose with his thumb and index finger, and said dotingly, "Why should I lie to you? Think about it yourself. In other families, women bring their children and wait for men to come home. In my family, it's all the other way around. I work outside every day and you can do this, Ning Qing, what else do you want? "

Ning Qing suddenly stopped talking, as if he had taken advantage of everything.

Lu Shaoming felt satisfied when he saw the woman's expression suddenly as supple as a kitten. He slowly lowered his body and kissed her.

Ning Qing immediately softened in his arms. The atmosphere was so beautiful. She was placed firmly in his arms. His rough palms slowly caressed her little face, giving her tenderness and love.

Covered by his handsome silhouette, her senses were filled with the fresh scent of his body and the scent of bath fragrance.

She slowly raised her little hand that was holding the sheets and touched his strong arm. His arm was very hard. She retracted it like an electric shock and hugged his waist. Only after this hug did she remember that he was not wearing clothes.

Ning Qing turned her head to prevent him from pestering her. She buried her blushing pink cheeks into the pillow, "Why...are you not wearing any clothes?"

Lu Shaoming found it funny. He stretched out two fingers to clasp her small chin, forcing her to look at him. "I also want to know why I don't wear clothes. Where are my clothes? It's all my fault. Maybe it's because I don't have money to support my wife. , so my wife was too busy with work and forgot about me, and then I didn’t even have any pajamas.”