My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Kissing such a charming man, she wasn’t missing out, Ning Qing thought and she blushed.

She sat straight and cupped his handsome face in her hands. She got closer and pecked gently on the tooth imprint that she made.

“It doesn’t hurt.” Lu Shaoming rubbed her hair and smiled.

Ning Qing thought to herself, did I ask if it hurt?

But, she did feel guilty!

She touched the stubble on his lower jaw. Then, she looked up at his thin seductive lips.

People said that men with thin lips were heartless.

Why wasn’t he?

Ning Qing smiled sweetly yet bashfully. She extended her hand and hugged the back of his neck courageously, he then kissed her lips gently.

But before she reached his lips, there was a knock on the door again.

Ning Qing was shocked. She climbed down from the man’s body full of fright. Then, she accidentally rolled on the sofa and fell on the ground.

“Ah!” Her ass landed on the ground and almost broke into half. Ning Qing screamed in pain and her eyes were welled up with tears.

Lu Shaoming saw and found it helpless. He bent down and next to the girls face said, “The person who was outside couldn’t see you but you shouted. What do you think this person would think?”

Ning Qing, “…” Sh*t, she was inexorably mired in controversy!

She saw that the man didn’t intend to give her a hand. She flipped around and stood up from the ground. Her ass hurt and she wanted to rub with her hand but the man was looking at her and she had to keep his image in mind.

“I don’t know! You think everyone has a dirty mind like you?” Ning Qing grumbled and turned around to open the door.

She opened the door and Zhu Rui brought two nurses to send their dinner. Ning Qing blushed when she saw that Zhu Rui didn’t dare to look her in her eyes.

She’s doomed!

…

The two of them had their dinner in silence and the nurse came to clean up their utensils. Zhu Rui passed Ning Qing a set of white shirt and white slacks. It’s men’s, like sleepwear.

Ning Qing suddenly understood. Lu Shaoming wants to sleep here tonight?!

Ning Qing looked at the one and only a small bed in the room. Then, she looked at the sofa that could barely fit one person. She felt that she was in a difficult position. He wants… Does he want to sleep with her?

Lu Shaoming sat on the sofa as he read a document in his hand with full attention. He didn’t look up but said gently, “You can shower first and hit the hay before me. I will be busy for a bit.”

“Oh,” Ning Qing nodded and went to shower as she laden with anxiety.

…

She finished her shower and the man was still working. Ning Qing held the collar of her sleepwear. Her sleepwear was long sleeved with long pants. It was pink with a cartoon design, rather conservative.

It was a delicate atmosphere. The man didn’t speak, but she couldn’t ask him where he planned to sleep that night.

She walked next to him as she wiped her wet hair with a towel. She weighed her words before she spoke.

As she was building up the courage to speak, a strong arm locked her soft waist. The man pulled and she fell onto the sofa. He summoned his threatening voice, “What are you trying to do when you wander around before me in your sleepwear?”

She wanted to go to bed, naturally. She was in her sleepwear. What was he thinking about?

Her towel was taken away while the man threw his document aside. He dried her hair as he creased his eyebrows, “Would your hair be dry like that? You’ll get a headache if you sleep with your hair wet. Is there a hairdryer? I’ll call Zhu Rui to send one over.”

Call?

Ning Qing’s eyes beamed.

Lu Shaoming held his phone up and called. Ning Qing turned around and held his arm as she smiled sheepishly, “Er, Lu Shaoming, tell Zhu Rui to send a mattress over.”

…

There was a knock at the door and Ning Qing went to open it. The hair dryer and the mattress were sent in.

Ning Qing closed the door behind her and walked to her bed. She pushed her thin blanket to her side and pushed another thin blanket to his side. They slept on each of their sides. The well water does not intrude into the river water as each of them go their own way.

Ning Qing was relieved and excited. There was suddenly a lazy chuckle behind her. “I thought you’d ask me to sleep on the sofa.”

“Why?” Ning Qing turned around and smiled. “Mister husband is busy with a myriad of state affairs every day. Even if one were to sleep on the sofa, it’d be me.”

Lu Shaoming sneered as his face vaguely taunted. “If a man were to really want to sleep with you, you think holding onto your collar and having another mattress will help? Childish!”

Ning Qing, “…” Just how many eyes he had that he could see all her little actions.

…

Ning Qing dried her hair and climbed into her bed. She then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She fell asleep very quickly and had a very long dream.

It was a sunny day. She was only ten-years-old. Her parents were still deeply in love. The three of them were playing in the field at the Ning family villa.

Her father was carrying her on his shoulders. He ran as they flew a kite. He smiled and said, “Our baby Qing is really growing up. You can fly the kite so high up.”

Her mom was smiling gently behind the two of them. She smiled and exhorted, “Zhenguo, don’t lift Qingqing so high up, she might fall.”

It was a good time.

Suddenly, there was a drastic change of scene. The sunny weather gave way to a storm. The Ning family’s maidservants pushed her down from the stairs to the patio and she fell into a muddy puddle. Her mom held her in her arms and wailed in tears.

Her father who was once loving suddenly looked ferocious as he pointed at them and shouted heartlessly, “This is not your home anymore. I have Meiling and Yaoyao. Leave!”

Eighteen years old was an age of lush romance. A handsome young man in a white shirt and jeans picked her up from school with his bicycle. She sat behind him and crossed her legs as she enjoyed the ride. She smiled and called, “Brother Junxi…”

Xu Junxi passed by a flower bed and he stopped his bicycle. He then picked up a pink rose and gave it to her. She blushed and accepted the rose. The young man beamed with joy as he said, “Qingqing, I like you, can you be my girlfriend?”

She nodded bashfully.

But it wasn’t as sweet as she expected. The image took a drastic turn and Xu Junxi seized her neck as he looked at her coldly. He screamed uncontrollably, “Give me back my Qingqing!”

…

Ning Qing’s tears flowed as she struggled to shake off Xu Junxi, to free herself of this nightmare. Just as she was suffocating, a palm covered her cold face. There was a man’s deep voice.

“Ning Qing, wake up.”

Ning Qing opened her eyes and her teary eyes met another pair of bright black eyes.

It was a dream.

Lu Shaoming wiped away her tears off her cheek with his thumb. The girl who just woke up was off guard. Her puffy red eyes were looking into his innocently. Her delicate look made people love her tenderly.

He kissed her cheeks and comforted her gently. “You dreamt? Don’t worry. You woke up from your dream. I’m here, don’t cry.”

Ning Qing’s tension relaxed as she saw him. She sniffled in his embrace. In grief, she said with a hoarse voice, “I had a nightmare, I dreamt of…”

Ning Qing suddenly paused and looked at him timidly, “I… Did I talk in my sleep? Did I call someone’s name?”

“Mm, yes…” Lu Shaoming replied with a smile yet didn’t look like he was smiling, “You called for your dad and then, Xu Junxi.”

Ning Qing stiffened.

She was Lu Shaoming’s wife. Calling another man’s name in her dreams would be unbearable to any man.

“I…” Ning Qing wanted to explain but Lu Shaoming suddenly got up and left the bed. There was no emotion in his voice. “I’ll go get a towel for you to wipe your face.”

“Shaoming…” Ning Qing was worried that he would leave. She quickly sat up and hugged his waist from behind.

“Are you angry?”

Lu Shaoming sat by the bed and let her hug him. “Mm, a little.”

Ning Qing was shocked at his reply and she quickly explained, “No, it’s not what you think it was… I bid goodbye with him entirely today but there are some memories that we had for the past few years… I dreamt of him just now and I was upset and melancholy…”

“I can’t control that I would call his name in my dream but he is in the past. Don’t misunderstand me… We are married and I want to be with you…”

Lu Shaoming listened to her quietly and he turned around to wipe her tears, “I know, I didn’t misunderstand you. Don’t overthink. I’m going to get you a towel.”

…

Ning Qing lay down in her blanket. Although he said that he didn’t misunderstand, she was still worried.

When a person is willing to be nice to you without any condition, you must know how to appreciate it. When the other person gives, you must reciprocate the same amount of love and care.

Between husband and wife, suspicion and jealousy are like poison. It was her fault for calling Xu Junxi’s name in her dreams and she had to make it up.

Lu Shaoming returned. It was very comfortable when the wet towel rubbed against her face. It was then that Ning Qing noticed that he was only wearing a towel around his waist and his upper body was bare.

Maybe it was because he just took a shower, his short hair was still wet. Without his elegant jacket, his body was roaring with manly strength and he gave out a rather invasive aura.

Ning Qing stole a glance then looked away, blushing in embarrassment.

“Why aren’t you dressed?” She asked softly.

Lu Shaoming didn’t stop wiping his face and he sounded so carefree. “I want to see if you would blush if you saw me naked.”

“You!” Ning Qing turned around and punched him playfully.

Lu Shaoming caught her hand and his black bright eyes locked on her gaze. “Why? Can’t take a joke? I just finished work and went to shower. Halfway through the shower, I heard you crying and shouting for Xu Junxi. I was busy comforting you, where do I find time to get dressed?”

Ning Qing heard and felt tears well up in her eyes. She hugged the man’s neck and kissed him on his lips. “Shaoming, don’t be angry, okay?”