My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Lu Shaoming picked up the phone carelessly. His eyes were all on the girl’s black hair, soft red face, and he was focused on soft sweet taste of her mouth.

 He had been both visually and gustatorily stimulated, and he was not in a controlled state.

 His big palm touched her little face a couple of times, then slipped down to her pink neck and slowly caressed her.

 Ning Qing quickly took the little hand that was covering her lips, firmly clasped the man’s arm, and stared at him with bright eyes, not letting him move.

 The girl stared at him, but it was unbelievably charming to the man. He bent down slightly and kissed her beautiful hair.

 Ning Qing could not hear what Song Yajing said at the other end. She responded carelessly as she looked at the mirror in front of her. A 1.87 meter tall man leaned against her. He had one hand in his pocket as he weaved his other big hand, which was wearing a wristwatch, through her beautiful hair beside her cheek, kissing her as he liked.

 Ning Qing’s legs went soft and she slid down.

 Lu Shaoming looked at her smile, and his eyes darkened again. He came to see her slightly red and swollen lips.

 Ning Qing met his gaze, and her little face turned red.

 Nothing could happen with her in this state, but his eyes were telling her that something must happen tonight.

 “I promise you, I’ll look at Little Master Lu in the evening. Now let Dad take a good look at Mom.” Lu Shaoming kissed her.

 How was this taking a look? It was clearly a kiss, alright?

 Ning Qing looked sideways and hid from him, laughing to keep him from kissing her.

 He easily clasped her small hands, and the man’s lips immediately fell onto her tender neck.

 “Hey, Shaoming!” Ning Qing didn’t allow him to.

 Just then, a knock on the door sounded, and Jian Han’s voice came from outside. “Mrs. Lu, it’s time. Are you going to take the bath tonight?”

 Ning Qing broke away from the man’s scent and answered, “Dr. Jian, I’m going. Wait for me.”

 “Alright.”

 Lu Shaoming frowned in displeasure. “Where are you going to take a bath?”

 Ning Qing covered his mouth and asked him to speak more softly. Her silky black hair was spread out messily on the bed because of him. Her face was red. She explained, “Shaoming, I’m going to bathe in a barrel with Dr. Jian. It’s good for pregnant women and helps with natural birth. I’m going now. You take a shower here.”

 Lu Shaoming pressed his thin lips together. He did not speak but did not let her get up either.

 He seemed unhappy.

 If he were the Lu Shaoming with amnesia, she would’ve already pinched his handsome face and acted coquettishly with him, but now she dared not. She could only hug him and kiss him on his handsome face. “Hubby, be good, I’ll come back early and accompany you.”

 Her “Hubby” still made the man happy. Her small face felt a sharp pain as the man reached out and pinched her. He got up. “Go! Be careful.”

 Ning Qing pouted her pink lips. Look at this. This was the difference in treatment. Now that the real Lu Shaoming was back, she could only be obedient and get lectured.

 …

 Ning Qing walked out of the ward, and Jian Han was standing in the corridor waiting for her.

 Jian Han had taken off her white coat and was wearing a dark yellow overcoat. She wore tapered jeans and high heeled boots. She was tall, beautiful, and poised.

 “Mrs. Lu, you’re here!” Jian Han walked forward.

 Ning Qing smiled with curved eyes and said, “Doctor Jian, we are all so familiar with each other. Let’s call one another directly by name. You call me Ning Qing, and I’ll call you Sister Jian.”

 She was eight years older. It was appropriate for her to call her Sister Jian.

 “Alright,” Jian Han said with a poised laugh. “Ning Qing.”

 …

 They both went to the dressing room. Ning Qing took off her coat and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her figure.

 She had grown thicker, especially her upper body. It could hardly be called a figure. Her nine and a half months pregnant belly was huge, and there were stretch marks on her belly.

 How could she show Lu Shaoming her body like this?

 She had a little inferiority complex.

 Jian Han watched Ning Qing standing still while holding her belly tightly with a frown, so she went up and said, “Ning Qing, what are you thinking about? Your stretch marks will disappear, and your figure will recover after you give birth to Little Master Lu. Your due date is approaching, don’t worry about this for now.”

 Ning Qing’s little face was a little red, and she wittily spit out her pink tongue as she hid her feelings and said, “I’m just looking.”

 Jian Han shrugged and helped Ning Qing into the barrel while holding her slender arms. As the warm water flowed over her whole body, Ning Qing’s entire body relaxed and unfolded.

 She cupped a handful of water in her two small hands and washed her face, then looked up to see Jian Han undressing.

 The female doctor’s figure was more graceful than that of ordinary people. Probably because she was familiar with how to maintain and nourish her body. Jian Han’s perfect S-curve emanated a glittering luster.

 Ning Qing remembered the vague relationship between Jian Han and Zhou Dayuan. She had forgotten to ask Lu Shaoming about the reason for their separation last time.

 Zhou Dayuan was 31 years old, and Jian Han was 30 years old.

 When they entered Oxford University at the age of 18, they began to date. They had been in a relationship for six years. Even after they had broken up, they were only 24 years old. Why had they become leftover men and women?

 There was something strange going on.

 Jian Han went into the barrel, and they soaked for a while. Ning Qing’s small face turned pink from the steam. She leaned on the edge of the barrel with her two slender arms and asked, “Sister Jian, why did you break up with Brother Dayuan?”

 Jian Han froze and said nothing.

 Ning Qing quickly covered her mouth and laughed. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to say it; I’m just curious.”

 Jian Han lifted her lips and smiled indifferently. “It’s nothing much, to be honest. At the age of 24, Dr. Zhou was already a doctor in the Royal Hospital of England. At that time, he performed an operation. The patient was a commander of the Royal Army of England. Later, an accident happened in the operation, and Dr. Zhou got into a lot of trouble and went to jail, so I left him.”