My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

If it were anyone else who would’ve come in, she would be embarrassed.

“I want to go home.” Ning Qing sniffled her nose and she pouted.

Lu Shaoming saw that she spoke, his tension was finally at ease. “Okay, let’s go home. I’ll turn around while you put on your clothes.” the man said.

He was about to turn around when he heard, “Hey!” Ning Qing was extremely angry. She extended her arm to tug his sleeve. “I, how can I put on these clothes? That, you made it wet… My pants are white and would be transparent.”

Lu Shaoming turned around and looked. The girl was in a hurry to tug his sleeve and the blanket covering her body glided down and exposed her smooth shoulders. Her smooth fair skin was covered with hickeys.

One could easily imagine just how rough he had been earlier.

Lu Shaoming’s eyes grew dark and his Adam’s apple rolled again.

When he kissed her, Ning Qing had goosebumps all over. She clenched her fist and said calmly, “Xu Junxi, let me repeat myself, let go!”

“No!” Xu Junxi kissed her harshly.

Ning Qing closed her eyes. He can’t blame her for being blunt.

Ning Qing wanted to land a heavy punch on the wound at the back of his head. But before she could, the door before her opened and Lu Shaoming was standing there.

Lu Shaoming was holding a paper bag on one hand. His deep slender eyes were like ink that splashed all over. He looked like he had been through wind and frost of the night, which made him appear very imposing.

Ning Qing was stunned. Quite the coincidence that he ran into such a scene.

“Xu Junxi, let go of her,” Lu Shaoming commanded. There was no anger in his deep voice but he uttered the words heavily with an air of authority.

When Xu Junxi saw that Lu Shaoming was here, he hugged Ning Qing even tighter. He laughed maliciously. “Lu Shaoming, how can your two months with Ning Qing be comparable to our twenty years? Ning Qing loves…”

Before Xu Junxi managed to say “me”, Lu Shaoming took a stride forward and landed a heavy punch right on the bridge of Xu Junxi’s nose.

Xu Junxi had no choice but to let go of Ning Qing. He staggered to the back and fell into the corner.

Ning Qing saw blood flowing from Xu Junxi’s nose, yet he still attempted to stand up. He tried but he inevitably collapsed onto the ground. He looked like he was in a fix.

Ning Qing covered her mouth with her hand as she looked at Lu Shaoming. The man was still holding the paper bag in one hand and had his other hand in his pocket. His elegant demeanor did not reflect the fact that he had just hit someone.

He was too fast. He punched and the enemy collapsed. His action was carried out in a split second, and Xu Junxi hadn’t the endurance nor the strength to counter-attack. He won with just a single hit.

It was Ning Qing’s first time seeing Lu Shaoming hit someone. She never thought a man like him could be so brutal, yet charming even when he fights.

As she was in a shock, Lu Shaoming pushed the paper bag into her arms and said unhappily, “Change in the bathroom. Let’s go home.”

Ning Qing knew that he wasn’t in a good mood form the look on his face. She quickly grabbed the change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

…

After they bid farewell to Ning Zhenguou, they got into the car. Lu Shaoming held the steering wheel and made a smooth turn. Then, the Bentley was on the highway.

“Why did you open the door for Xu Junxi to enter the room?” The man broke the silence first.

“I thought it was you so I opened the door. I closed the door when I saw it was Xu Junxi but he squeezed in. I am not as strong as him, I couldn’t stop him,” Ning Qing explained.

“Heh.” Lu Shaoming smiled. “So, he hugged and kissed you because you had no strength?”

Ning Qing could hear sarcasm and she looked sideways at him. The man’s determined face looked rather cold and his beautiful jaw looked as sharp as a blade.

Ning Qing’s anger was boiling. “Lu Shaoming, what do you mean? You think I intentionally let him kiss me? What kind of person do you think I am? It’s all your fault. You dirtied my clothes with those ridiculous things and I had no clothes. Otherwise, I would’ve left the room immediately!”

Lu Shaoming looked sideways at her and smirked maliciously. “Ridiculous? Is that how you describe our sons and daughters?”

Ning Qing, “…”

Ning Qing’s anger had to place to vent. She didn’t do anything wrong. How could he suspect her? Didn’t he know just how hurtful his doubts were?

Bad guy, so bad.

…

The Bentley stopped at the field by the villa. The two of them sat in silence, but no one got out of the car.

A minute later, Lu Shaoming unfastened his seatbelt and got out of the car. He walked around the car and opened the passenger side door. The girl was extremely angry, she puffed out her cheeks and humphed.

“Stop it, get out of the car.” Lu Shaoming sounded rigid.

“No, my leg hurts. I can’t walk any further,” Ning Qing emphasized on the word “leg”. She was mad at him and she wanted to embarrass him. She wanted him to be ashamed!

Lu Shaoming bent down to unfasten her seatbelt. Then, he carried her.

“Hey!” Ning Qing clenched her fist and punched him. They had yet to reconcile. Who let him carry her?

Her welled-up eyes caught his handsome face but he didn’t look at her. His determined face became gentler and his pursed thin lips seemed to indicate that he blamed himself.

Ning Qing’s scorn quickly softened. The autumn night was cold but his embrace was warm and made her feel reluctant to leave. She held his neck slowly as she buried herself in his embrace.

How could he do that? He forced her. Although he didn’t do it for real, she gave in. Can’t he make her feel better? Where did his usual gentleman-like demeanor go?

…

Lu Shaoming put Ning Qing on the bed in her bedroom. He then went to the bathroom and came back.

She kept her gaze low and the man’s black handmade leather shoes filled her sight. His hand touched her white jacket and he started taking off her clothes.

“What are you doing?” Ning Qing was frightened and rolled under the blanket to stay away from him.

“Your legs hurt, don’t they? I filled the tub and came to take off your clothes and bring you into the shower.”

“No, I’ll shower myself!” Ning Qing climbed down the bed and ran into the shower. She then locked the door.

Lu Shaoming watched the door shut tightly and there were helplessness and gentleness in his eyes. He leaned down to put her pair of pink furry slippers by the door. He exhorted gently, “Although there’s carpet, don’t run away barefooted. I leave your slippers outside. Put them on after your shower.”

She didn’t respond, and he could hear water running. She must be in the bathtub now.

Lu Shaoming leaned his back against the wall lazily as his Adam’s apple rolled. His throat and lips still felt dry.

He closed his eyes and reminisced about what happened on the bed earlier. She curled up into a ball under the blanket, fragrant and warm. She was like a piece of jade in his arm.

Her skin was fair. He took a glance and his self-control that he had always been proud of shattered. They agreed that they wouldn’t actually go that far, but he exceeded those boundaries.

Although it didn’t happen for real, it was unforgivable.

He knew that she wasn’t willing to. She was crying so badly as she trembled all over and moaned in pain.