Chapter 362
Upon hearing that, Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing were stunned.
Ning Zhenguo saw that his daughter’s son-in-law’s expression was not right and quickly laughed, “Wanqing, let little Qinwen sleep with us tonight. Shaoming just came back — he must have a lot to say to Qingqing.”
Yue Wanqing thought about it and felt that it made sense. The events of the past half month were like a dream. The couple must have a lot to say to each other.
“Alright, little Qinwen is still sleeping with his grandmother tonight.”
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After dinner, Lu Shaoming and Ning Zhenguo spoke in the living room. Yue Wanqing was cleaning up. Ning Qing said, “Mom, I’ll help you.”
“It’s alright.” Yue Wanqing shook her head. “Qingqing, you take little Qinwen up to bathe. After the bath, I can go upstairs to take little Qinwen. You and Shaoming are tired. Go to bed early after you’ve talked.”
Ning Qing bent down and embraced little Qinwen in the carriage. She softly whispered, “Mom, little Qinwen sleeps with me tonight.”
Why did she have to do it?
Looking at the little woman’s distressed expression, Lu Shaoming remained expressionless. He looked down at her for a few seconds with deep black eyes, then turned his head and pointed to the door as he uttered two words. “Go quickly.”
Ning Qing felt her ears were burning red. She stood up and was finally defeated by the power of the man.
She could make a little fuss with him, but when he really got serious, she couldn’t even take a single look from him.
Besides, he had come to her house to stay, and things like borrowing clothes from his father-in-law should be done by her. A big president like him would not be used to that.
Ning Qing muttered discontentedly while walking towards the door. “I must’ve owed you both, father and son. After serving one to bath, I have to serve another.”
Ning Qing went out.
Seeing the little woman leave angrily, Lu Shaoming lifted a corner of his mouth lightly. He raised his hand, took off the watch on his wrist, then began to unravel the metal belt.
little Qinwen turned his head and looked for Mummy. Why has mummy disappeared?
He glanced up and looked at Daddy like a fool as he undressed.
Lu Shaoming stripped and saw his son staring at him foolishly. He raised his brows and was in a good mood. “Son, what are you looking at Daddy for? Mummy went to get clothes for Daddy. You sit and wait. You are not allowed to be a pervert in the future. Mummy is Daddy’s woman, got it?”
Little Qinwen: He shivers as if he had eaten sour grapes. So sour!
Lu Shaoming walked over to the showerhead, turned on the water, and took a shower.
When Ning Qing came back, she heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. She went in. Clothes were strewn on the carpet.
She bent down, picked up his changed clothes, and put them in the bamboo basket. The heavy frosted glass door was not closed. His body showed a blurred silhouette on the glass door. She dared not look at it. She lowered her head and picked his shorts up near the door.
She had just looked up when the tap turned off. The man took a bath towel and tied it around his waist as he asked, “Have you brought it?”
Ning Qing did not look at him. She turned as she nodded. “Yes.”
Cool air came up from behind. As the man landed a strong kiss on her face. The man laughed in a low tone and said, “Thank you, Wifey.”
Ning Qing wanted to push him, but the man had already retreated and he went out the bathroom door.
Ning Qing came to little Qinwen and squatted down slowly. Little Qinwen looked at Mummy’s little face that had turned red. There was still a wave of autumn waves in the autumn pupils of mummy’s eyes.
Mummy, Mummy, what’s wrong with you?
Ning Qing bathed little Qinwen and bit her lower pink lip while washing him. In her sweet, soft voice, she said, “Little Qinwen, you can’t learn from your father in the future! Your dad has the thickest skin…”
Was it not thick?
He had clearly made a mistake but acted like everything was alright.
Throwing his clothes all around in the bathroom when showering, and also not closing the door, he was without an ounce of consciousness. She wondered if it was intentional?
Seducing her with the male body!
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Ning Qing took little Qinwen, who had been washed, out to the bedroom. Lu Shaoming was lying on the bed, with his back against the head of the bed and his two long legs crossed. He held his cell phone in his right hand, and his fingers were flying as he typed. He was probably handling business on his cell phone.
Ning Qing looked at him. She had taken a new pair of sweatpants from her father. He did not touch the trousers and placed them beside the bed. He wore a grey shirt with buttons on his chest and a button on his shorts. His posture was lazy.
Ning Qing did not know where her eyes should go. She took a light green vest for her son to wear and a few small toys to put on the bed. “Little Qinwen, you play alone for a while. Mummy’s going to bathe…”
Little Qinwen’s attention was attracted by the toys. He was saying, Mummy, go quickly.
Ning Qing turned and went to the bathroom.
The door of the bathroom was closed, and little Qinwen crawled up and down on the bed with his arms and legs. Suddenly, he realized that a leg was crushing a small dinosaur. His two fair hands pushed the leg hard, and then harder still, but he could not push it away.
He raised his huge, grape-like eyes and looked at Daddy.
Lu Shaoming was dealing with urgent affairs. Something had happened in the company. He was too engrossed to notice his son’s gaze.
Waa… Suddenly, little Qinwen cried.
Lu Shaoming looked up and saw that little Qinwen was sitting by his legs. There were big beads of tears on his fair and smooth small face. His moist little mouth was wide open as he wailed, and he wiped his tears with his small hand while crying.
Lu Shaoming quickly put down his cell phone and reached for little Qinwen. “Son, why are you crying? Tell Daddy.”
Little Qinwen ignored him. Wahh, wahh…
Lu Shaoming stood up from the bed, rocking little Qinwen in his arms, patting his son’s back with his big palm while rocking as he asked, “Son, what’s wrong? Do you want Mummy? Mummy has gone to shower so that Daddy can hold her at night.”
Little Qinwen: “…” Daddy are you sure you’re not here to agitate me?
His son was still crying. Lu Shaoming found that his son had also inherited the woman’s traits in many ways, like his crying. He was tender and soft like her, always shedding tears.