My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Ning Qing was puzzled as she looked at Lu Shaoming.

At this moment, Lu Shaoming lifted his eyebrows up and pointed towards the door with his gaze.

A childish voice rang out from behind the door. "Ma…ma…" I am behind the door, hehe.

Ning Qing: "…" She quickly opened the door. Her precious son sat on the floor. He held a bag of biscuits in one hand. He widened his big eyes as he innocently looked at Mama while feeling hurt at the same time.

Mama, what you did lock me behind the door for?

Could it be because I was laughing at Daddy just now?

Ning Qing carried her son up in a swift motion. She forcefully kissed her son's face and said, "I am sorry, Little Qinwen, Mama did not see you just now…"

Little Qinwen touched his Mama's face with one small hand and confidently gurgled in laughter. Forget it, I will forgive Mama this once.

At this moment, Xiao Zhou walked inside. She held a meal tray in her hands, and there were a few dishes on the meal tray, with a wooden bucket of white rice. Xiao Zhou placed two sets of utensils neatly, and politely said, "Young Master Lu, Ning Qing, enjoy your meals slowly. I will leave you two."

"Okay." Ning Qing nodded her head.

Xiao Zhou closed the door behind her. Little Qinwen could not control himself while he was in Mama's embrace. He moved about as he wanted to crawl with his little body over to the carpet to play around.

Ning Qing could not control him. She had barely placed him down, and Little Qinwen crawled a far distance away from her just like a rabbit. His two fingers took another biscuit stick from his biscuit packet, and he slowly used it to teethe.

Ning Qing's gaze was extremely gentle. She turned back to look at the man. That person was still leaning against the head of the bed. He was casual and lazy, and he looked sexy while he was typing fluently on the keyboard. His eyes were cast downwards as he was extremely focused in his work.

Ning Qing wondered, was he busy? If he were busy, he should have stayed in the study at home. Why would he bring their son over to look for her?

But her heart felt a little sweet.

It was likely that all women were such weird creatures.

Ning Qing walked to the side of the table. She held a small bowl and walked to the man's side. She handed the bowl over to him and said, "Work a little later. Finish your soup first."

The man did not even lift his head up. "What?"

"Green bean soup."

The man heard her response and had a frown on his face."I am not eating it. It is sweet."

He did not like sweet food.

Ning Qing heard him speak like this, and she turned around to sit at the side of the bed. She used her right hand to hold the small spoon to scoop a spoonful of soup as she took it to the side of his lips. Her voice was gentle as she said, "It is not sweet. I boiled it myself, I added a bit of rock sugar. There are ice cubes inside. It is a refreshing soup in summer. Have a taste."

It was only then that Lu Shaoming lift his head up. The woman changed out of the dress that she was wearing this morning, and she was wearing a white tank top and miniskirt. Her loose curls were plaited into a fishbone braid and dropped on her right shoulder. There was a youthful and sweet air to her on her exquisite, coy face.

Lu Shaoming looked at her again. He found it a little hard to avert his eyes from her. The clothes on her body were very normal looking. The girls in university and office ladies that just entered the workforce all liked to dress like this. It was exactly suited girls her age, and she was only 23 years old.

If she hadn't entered the entertainment industry, she would be a fresh graduate from university.

Lu Shaoming did not say anything. In the past he did not think that her style was a problem, but now, he felt that it was a huge problem.

It was also probably because, after giving birth to Little Qinwen, the parts of her body that were meant to be grown had all developed. Summer wear would normally be light and have fewer pieces. No one was able to avert their eyes from that S Line of hers.

Ning Qing noticed that he was not eating, and she was a little anxious. She also felt bad for him. The man was busy in the office for the entire day. He was definitely tired. Just now, when her mother called her, she told her that when he returned home and noticed that she was not home, he immediately brought their son over to look for her, and he was still working now.

"Shao Ming, what is wrong with you? Just have a taste. When you called me just now, I was in the studio. I didn't bring my phone along. When I came out, Xiao Zhou told me that you were here. I immediately went to the kitchen to make some green bean soup for you personally. I also made these dishes." Ning Qing pouted her pink lips and looked at the gentleness in his gaze.

Lu Shaoming pursed his lower lip and still did not answer her, making her feel even more anxious.

He was also very familiar with the woman's character, the more he pampered her, the more wild she would be. The more he toyed around with her, the more obedient she would be. They'd been separated for too long, he needed to establish his presence in front of her.

He was not a huge male chauvinist, but he was really an extreme male chauvinist. When they just got married, she was still progressing in the entertainment industry, but now, he did not like it all. She was developing too well, and it was way different from what he expected, and it was getting out of his control.

He liked it better when she returned to the family and played the role of his wife, and he wanted her to give birth to a younger daughter for him.

Just like today, she had not come home, although it was late at night. She also did not have any time to answer his phone calls. He waited inside her room for an entire half an hour. She came late… She was doing it all wrong.

If he did not express it, she would not remember it, and she would not know that she had to correct her behaviour.

Although he did not reply to her, Lu Shaoming could not bear seeing her frown at him. He lowered his gaze as he took a small sip of soup.

The man was picky. He really did not like to eat sweet food. He was not willing to eat the green beans, and he only had a taste of the soup.

"Is it good?" the woman asked in anticipation.

It was delicious.

It was not too sweet, but there was the fragrance of rock sugar in the soup. The ice cubes were freshly taken out of the freezer and blended. It was placed into the green bean soup, and it made the soup cooling and refreshing in the heat.

He nodded his head elegantly. "It's fine."

After receiving his compliment, Ning Qing immediately had a bright smile on her face. She used a small spoon to scoop a mouthful to feed him. This time, the man gave her face as he ate the soup with the green beans.

After that, Ning Qing fed him spoonful after spoonful, and he finished half a bowl of soup.

At this moment: "Wa!" Little Qinwen was sitting beside the door and started to cry.

Ning Qing was shocked, and she handed both the bowl and spoon over to the man. She stood up straight and went forward to pick her son up from the carpet. She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Ning Qing carried him as she coaxed him. She placed her small, soft hand behind his back as she said, "Little Qinwen, why are you crying? Didn't you want to play by yourself just now?"

Little Qinwen did not want his biscuits anymore. He used his two tiny hands to tug on Mama's tank top, and he planted his small head against Mama's fragrant chest.

Ning Qing broke out into a smile. "Little hungry fella, are you hungry now? You want Mama to feed you…"

Ning Qing used her peripheral vision to scan the man on the bed. Feeding Qinwen was an embarrassing thing for her to do in front of him. The room was not too big. She also could not duck into the washroom, so she held Little Qinwen as she sat down on the sofa. She stretched out her hand to take the mustard yellow blanket, and she used it to wrap Little Qinwen up. She put the other end on her shoulder, turned her back, and lifted her tank top up.

Lu Shaoming took the bowl, and his spirits were a little dashed. He seriously suspected that his son was here to snatch affection away from him.

The ceiling lights in the room shone downwards. His dark, deep eyes were staring firmly at the sofa. The moment she lifted her tank top up, she was probably in pain, she bit down on her pink lips as she attempted to cover up her grunt.

This sound was extremely attractive in the man's ear.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes, then opened them up again. There was a mature and elegant air in his eyes. He used one of his hands to move the business laptop on his thigh away, then stood up. He walked to the side of the table and placed the bowl down.

There were 4 dishes and 1 soup. Beef in a clay pot, prawns in salt water, and two vegetables. There was still a red date chicken soup. It smelled fragrant and nourishing.

Lu Shaoming curled the corners of his lips up, and he was in a good mood.

She still had some decency to her.

It was still worth all his pampering he gave to her.

He placed both of his hands in his pockets and slowly walked to the woman's side.

Ning Qing knew that he was here. Her small face had already burned up. He should know how to turn his gaze away from these types of things, and she did not expect him to come over for real.

Her breathing was a little hurried. Her right hand moved around hurriedly, adjusted her tank top and blanket, and confirmed that she did not have parts of her body exposed.

Lu Shaoming saw her small actions, and he did not speak. He lowered his eyes to look at his son. Little Qinwen was closing his eyes as he was in a blur. He used two of his tiny hands to hug Mama. He ate until his forehead was covered in sweat.

Lu Shaoming took a tissue and handed it over to Ning Qing. Ning Qing held it in her hand, and she wiped the sweat off her son.

As she wiped, a large palm touched her left side. It was not really touching. The man used his rough, calloused index fingers as he came to graze her face, one time after another.

Teasing her lightly.

Ning Qing turned her body sideways to duck away for a moment, not allowing him to touch her.

The man withdrew his hand. He was laughing, his low and charming voice had a little hoarseness in it as he said, "Change a side to feed Little Qinwen, now both sides look a little different."

Ning Qing's entire face burnt up in a flash. All of the blood in her body rushed towards her brain.

What…did he say?

Actually, she was used to feeding Little Qinwen on her left side, because she liked to sleep on the left, and throughout these six months, she did not think too much of this matter.

When she took her showers on a daily basis, she would look at herself, and she also could not tell any difference.

But he…

What was inside his brain normally? This man was too sensitive, and even in this aspect, he was also…

Ning Qing hated that she could not dig a hole in the ground to bury herself in.

She was silent for a few seconds, then she bit down on her pink bottom lip. She covered herself up with her right hand and carried Little Qinwen far away. She changed arms, and let Little Qinwen feed from the right.

Lu Shaoming felt his lips go dry. Even at this age, he could use his fingers to count the times that the both of them were wild together. This journey had been too tough, he rarely had the chance to do so, so his eyes liked to look at her body.

When she allowed him to look, and when she didn't allow him to look, he wanted her either way.

Just now, he saw a bit of it.

He turned around and walked to the window of the room. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he realized that he did not have cigarettes on him. He could only open a crack in the window, and he placed both of his hands in his pockets as he stood there to let the wind blow.

Little Qinwen was full, and he lifted his head from his Mama's chest before gurgling in laughter.

Ning Qing tidied her clothes and called Little Qinwen as she stood up. She turned her head back and looked at the handsome, lanky man at that end. "Shaoming, let's eat dinner."

The man walked over and stretched out his hand to take Little Qinwen. "Okay."

…

Little Qinwen obediently sat on his Daddy's thighs. Ning Qing scooped a bowl of rice to give it to the man, then she scooped a small bowl for herself. The duo started to eat.

Lu Shaoming used chopsticks to place two grains of rice into his son's mouth and asked, "Little Qinwen needs to be weaned already, right?"

The red patch on Ning Qing's face did not fade. She stretched out her hand to tuck the strands of hair by her cheeks behind her ear, before nodding her head. "Yeah, in these next few days. I actually planned to wean him today, but Little Qinwen came here, so I fed him for another day. We will start to wean him tomorrow."

Six months of breastfeeding should come to an end.

Lu Shaoming listened on without speaking, and ate his meal elegantly.

Ning Qing looked at him, and she hesitated a little before she said, "Shaoming,I… I have a night scene tonight. It might go late. You and Little Qinwen should go to bed first."

Ning Qing said these words in fear. She was afraid that he would be upset.

She heard that his temper was bad from Xiao Zhou today. When she entered the door today, he also did not look at her. She needed to coax him for a long period of time, and it was probably because she had done something wrong.

She neglected him.

Both of them were separated for such a long period of time. There were many of the other's habits that they had to start to get used to.

He was never a man who would throw a tantrum over nothing. He was a man who could control his own temper well, so when he was angry, she would think that she had something wrong.

Lu Shaoming looked at his son for a moment, before he casually said, "I have a meeting tomorrow morning at 6 a.m."