My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming lifted his eyebrows as he looked at her, then said in a low voice, “I know this is the female bathroom. I don’t need you to remind me.”

 At this moment, the bathroom was empty, and it was very quiet. His low, mesmerizing voice rang out gently, and when it went into Ning Qing’s ears, it was like a form of torture.

 She took some steps backwards, then she realized that her bum was against the sink; she had no more space to retreat further.

 Her small hand was still on his thin dark blue coat. Her hand felt as if it had been electrocuted. She could not stand his healthy, mesmerising scent that he had on his entire body.

 Ning Qing channelled her gaze down and pouted her pink lips while she asked, “Why did you come looking for me?”

 The man was silent for a few seconds, and he looked at the shopping bag on the sink. “You like that dress very much, so you bought it?”

 He chased after her all because he wanted to ask about this dress?

 It was fine for him to ignore her for such a long period of time, as long as he…still wanted her.

 The girl wore an orange cotton shirt today, and there was a layer of soft, grey fur in the collar region. It stuck to her exquisite face and made her seem more gentle.

 As he cast his gaze downwards, he could see her eyebrows and her small, elegant nose, and he went all the way down to her beautiful red lips. He was not someone who could lie. She really was the most beautiful girl that he’s ever seen — just like a porcelain doll.

 His large hand slid down from her tender neck, and he slightly opened up the collar of her cotton shirt. He had a look; she had pink pajamas underneath.

 “How come you are wearing pyjamas out today?” Lu Shaoming asked in a deep and hoarse voice.

 Ning Qing’s small face was crimson red from him pulling her cotton shirt for him to have a look inside. After hesitating for a few moments, her voice was soft as she replied, “I have been staying at home recently, because I have to breastfeed…Little Young Master Lu, so it was convenient for me to wear pyjamas. When Xiao Zhou dragged me out, I didn’t have any time to change, so I put on a cotton shirt over it.”

 “Okay.” Lu Shaoming grunted and slowly placed his face against her forehead. “Ning Qing, how many years have you been following me?”

 How come he was asking this question? What’s with the word “follow?”

 “…In two more months, it will already have been two years.”

 Lu Shaoming lifted his handsome eyebrows and tenderly kissed her forehead. Time has flown by in what felt like a single moment; the two of them have already been together for two years.

 It was only when he looked at her in that dress today, that he realized that she had already grown up.

 After giving birth and raising Little Young Master Lu, her figure had changed. In the past, her figure was petite and small, like a youthful girl. Looking at her today, although her figure was still petite, but her chest had gotten fuller, her bum was even more perky, and she was just like a rose in full bloom. She had the aura of a mesmerizing goddess.

 It was only now that he realized that the youthful girl he’d met at 18 years of age was already matured woman.

 Two years ago, she was an inexperienced flower bud that he fooled and cheated to get into bed with, and after that, he mentored her as she grew up.

 Lu Shaoming did not dare to think about all of this.

 All of the blood in his body was boiling, and his lower body was straight; he felt on-edge.

 Lu Shaoming half-closed his eyes. With his hands, he felt the smooth, warm skin on her tender neck. In his line of vision, all he could see was the lace collar of her pink pyjamas pasted on her exquisite collarbones. He thought it was very beautiful, the 31 year old man liked her youthful aura very much.

 He swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes, and kissed her small face lovingly.

 When he kissed her, his thick, long lashes that resembled two rows of brushes touched her skin, and she bit down on her pink bottom lip. Her entire body was devoid of strength.

 “Shaoming…” She slowly stretched out her hand to tug on his coat, then softly said, “Shaoming, shall we reconcile with one another? You don’t like me to wear that dress, so I won’t wear it anymore. I know that you are busy. I will just accompany you quietly; I won’t bother you. I will be very obedient. Shaoming, I’ve missed you very much. Don’t you miss me at all, and don’t you miss Little Young Master Lu?”

 Ning Qing shut her eyes as she kissed the side of his handsome face. Gently, she said, “Shaoming, I love you. I cannot be without you.”

 Hearing the girl’s soft, coy voice, Lu Shaoming felt the tip of his nose heat up, and all of his blurred senses came back to life. He had a frown on his face, and his Adam’s apple rolled a few times due to the immense pain.

 He pushed Ning Qing away in one move and took a few steps backwards.

 What was he doing?

 After getting pushed by him, Ning Qing was taken aback. “Shaoming, what is wrong with you?” She went forward, and stretched out her arm, ready to embrace him. “What is going on exactly?”

 “Sorry.” Lu Shaoming opened his mouth to apologize, and he quickly turned around to leave.

 The door of the washroom closed in front of her eyes, and Ning Qing’s small hand was still frozen in mid air. The red on her small face from his kiss had disappeared, and her face was now deathly pale.

 It was like this again.

 He was always like this.

 With one small hand, she held onto the sink. She felt that she had no strength at all. She curled up the corners of her lips and had a self mocking smile on her face.

 The next second, the smile froze on her face.

 She brought her right hand in front of her. She moved her hand twice, but in her line of vision, all she could see was a sea of black.

 Once again, she could not see.

 Her legs softened. From the sink, Ning Qing slumped down onto the floor. “No…” She shook her head and curled her two legs up, hiding in the corner.

 At this moment, the door of the washroom was pushed open. A woman walked inside, and she saw Ning Qing curled into the corner. She immediately went forward and asked, “Miss, are you fine?”

 Ning Qing lifted her gaze, and her beautiful eyes were all white as she asked, “Can I ask you for a favour?”

 “Miss, please say it.”

 Ning Qing opened her small bag that she slinged on her body at all times, then took her phone out. She passed it over, and her facial expression could be still considered to be calm, but her hands were shaking. “I have a number inside, can you help to look for it?”

 “Sure.” The person found the number, and she made a call.

 After a few moments, the phone call got through, Jian Han’s soothing voice came from the other end as she said, “Hello, Ning Qing…”

 “Hello, Older Sister Jian, I am in the shopping mall now. Can you come over to pick me up?”

 “Ning Qing, what is wrong with you?”

 “Older Sister Jian, I can’t see.”

 …

 In the hospital

 Jian Han brought Ning Qing through a series of checks. She sat on the hospital bed, and Jian Han walked in with a report in her hands.