My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Zhu Rui heard his face change, "Doctor, is the operation dangerous?"

The doctor nodded, "Lu Shao, to tell you the truth, there is a seven-layer risk coefficient for performing this operation according to the domestic medical level. Compared with foreign medical care, I suggest you go abroad."

Lu Shaoming didn't speak, he walked out of the ward.

Zhu Rui followed up, "President, let's go abroad for surgery as soon as possible, we can't drag anymore ..."

Zhu Rui still wanted to speak, but at this time "Shao Ming", Ning Qing came.

She went home to change her clothes, a short blue down jacket, a white scarf, and the same white earmuffs on her ears, plush earmuffs, and things worn by the little girl, which made her whole. Zhang Xiaolian was especially youthful and beautiful.

She held a thermos cup in one hand, and a small hand hidden behind her mysteriously.

Lu Shaoming glanced at Zhu Rui, which meant --- don't let his wife know.

Zhu Rui nodded hesitantly.

Lu Shaoming stepped forward and stood next to the girl. He reached out and touched the girl's soft, white face, and smiled, "What's hidden in my hand, show me."

Ning Qing twisted shyly twice, then took out her little hand.

"Shao Ming, look! I'll do it for you."

Ning Qing's little hand was a long-lived fruit pinched by Bai Xue. The long-lived fruit gave birth to a buddha, which was very similar and very expressive.

Lu Shaoming was full of tenderness. He looked at her frozen little red hand and asked distressed, "Give me this?"

"Well, yeah, I hope that Longevity Fruit will bless you with a long life and no illness." Ning Qing blinked and smiled simply.

The rear Zhu Rui watched this scene, he raised his eyes, restrained the tears in his eyes, and turned to leave.

Lu Shaoming didn't show much emotion. He was a man who was not exposed, and received the longevity fruit in the palm of his hand. He carried her into the ward by carrying her little fragrant shoulder. "Thank you, ma'am."

"No thanks, huh."

Lu Shaoming put the long fruit on the bedside table. He went to bed. The two little masters grasped the girl's cold and wet hands and rubbed them, then put them on his cheeks.

Touching the warmth on his face, Ning Qing suddenly smiled like a flower. She pulled back her little hand and made a loud "slap" on his handsome face. "My husband, you are a patient now, I should take care of you Oh, I'm not cold at all. Are you hungry, I will feed you porridge. "

"Okay." Lu Shaoming kissed her beautiful red lips.

Ning Qing opened the thermos cup, which contained the thickly cooked millet porridge, and a plate of refreshing side dishes. Lu Shaoming frowned, "This is the kitchen you cooked for me?"

Is he disgusted with porridge?

Ning Qing handed a small spoon to his lips and coaxed him gently and sweetly, "My husband and mother said that you can only drink light porridge when you are sick, obediently, you can be discharged when you are well, I will prepare a table for you The dishes let you make up for it, and now you have good congee. "

Lu Shaoming opened his mouth to eat porridge, he bullied her white little earlobe, and whispered, "Will you prepare a bullwhip soup for me?"

"What?" Ning Qing stared at him with a small red face. "No serious."

Lu Shaoming looked at her with a gentle smile.

Sometimes she really admired the warmth and tenderness she gave him. If he took her abroad for surgery, she would take care of him carefully and thoughtfully.

He needs her too.

When she became the softness and weakness in his life, he began to care about him. Like all ordinary men in this world, he began to be afraid of life and death. He began to be fragile. He was afraid that it would not be enough for him to love her.

Would you like to tell her his condition?

He also hoped that she would accompany her throughout the process. She entered the operating room while she was waiting, and saw her smile at first sight when she left the operating room ...

She is his wife.

But forget it.

The operation was risky. I didn't want to see the puppet figure she was waiting alone, and didn't want her to cry for him.

That's fine.

...

Lu Shaoming was discharged from the hospital. On this day of 30, Lu Shaoming drove the family of three to go to the supermarket to buy New Year's goods.

Ning Zhenguo and Yue Wanqing went to buy ingredients, and Lu Shaoming pushed a shopping cart with Ning Qing.

Ning Qing picked a big "Fu" word and handed it to Lu Shaoming, "Shao Ming, shall we buy a Fu word and put it on the door?"

"Well, my wife buys whatever she wants." Said Shao Shaoming reached out and helped Ning Qing bring the blessed word over.

Ning Qing smiled "Giggle", "Husband, this word should be taken upside down. Blessed is the blessing. Have you ever had the blessing for the Chinese New Year?"

"Well, our family has moved to the United States very early. There is no Spring Festival in the United States, only Christmas. Besides, things in the shopping mall are busy. There are very few times when our family is reunited, but the festival." Lu Shaoming answered patiently.

Ning Qing listened and put the word Fu into the shopping cart. She intimately held Lu Shaoming's arm and rubbed his sweater with a small face, distressed, "My husband is so pitiful. If I knew early in the morning that you would be My husband, I must have something delicious to share with you, and I will spend it with you every Spring Festival. "

"Oh." Lu Shaoming smiled and didn't answer.

In fact, there is nothing pitiful. One should bear as much loneliness as he bears the honor, and the Lu family has not much tenderness. He has become accustomed to these years.

It was just that there was a little wife around him, and he stared at him with such gentle eyes like water because of the word "fu".

It seems how wronged he is.

She really made him a kid.

"If I knew you were my wife, then I would not go to the United States. I would buy a house near your Ning house and watch you grow up to accompany you to grow old."

There was a sweet smile in the corner of Ning Qing's mouth. This man, speaking of love, became smoother and smoother.

Hey, it's not her training.

Hee hee.

The two walked around the supermarket. Lu Shaoming asked Ning Qing, "Ma'am, what else do you want to buy?"

Ning Qing sneaked a glance at the shelf in front of her, her face flushed, and her two little white hands twisted in front of her. She shivered.

Lu Shaoming understood her meaning in seconds. He didn't touch her these days. When they were alone, they thought it would not work, but she didn't want to. He always let him rest.

Lu Shaoming glanced at the shelf with a raised eyebrow and lowered his voice. "Then you go quickly, while there is no one, pick one you like."

Ning Qing glanced around. No one really did. "Okay." She ran away, covering her face.

When she started to pick it, she found it wrong. What, shouldn't a man buy this kind of thing? Why did he give her the wind, and she sneaked to buy it?

Good grievance.

Woohoo.

Ning Qing picked and turned, Lu Shaoming still stood a few steps away from her. The man put his hands in his pants pockets and gave her a profile. She bit her lower lip and looked at him. She was wearing a gray sweater and khaki casual pants below. His body lines are smooth and fit, tall and tall.

The dazzling daylight of the supermarket hit his face, and the shadow of his chiseled outline was charming, charming and charming.

Ning Qing looked at him stupidly, holding the shy thing in her arms, and she knew that she was also the Appearance Association, and she was bewildered by his delicate skin.

At this time, a little boy broke into the sight, wearing a plaid shirt and bib pants, about one and a half years old, before he learned to walk, he staggered to Lu Shaoming.

Lu Shaoming was holding a commodity in his hand and watching. He moved his trousers and looked down. The little boy's white soft fingers pinched his trousers.

"Giggle", from the perspective of Ning Qing, the little boy looked up at his head and grinned at the little mouth with four teeth before smirking at Lu Shaoming.

The man glanced at the little boy casually, and carelessly teased the little boy's fleshy chin with two fingers, his attitude was like a little pug.

So the little boy laughed more happily.

Ning Qing was warmed and touched by this scene. The large and small figures overlapped on the ground. Perhaps, this is how the man looks like a father.

When a young mother came to take the little boy away, Lu Shaoming looked back and looked at her, and saw her little wife looking at her with eyes full of water.

"What are you doing with the pestle, already bought?" Lu Shaoming stood straight and beckoned to her.

"Buy it right now." Ning Qing walked blushingly, Lu Shaoming embraced her into her arms, kissed her small slap face intimately.

The two walked away.

This scene was seen by Yue Wanqing at the back, Ning Zhengguo said softly, "Wan Qing, it seems that Lu Shao likes children very much."

...

On the evening of the 30th year of the New Year, Ning Qing helped her mother in the kitchen.

Yue Wanqing looked at her daughter's cheerful face and asked tentatively, "Qing Qing, you and Shao Ming have been married for so long. When are you going to have a child?"

Ning Qing's hand was stiff, and she quickly embarrassed yelled, "Mom, I'm still young. I told Shao Ming that it would be two years later."

"What's the difference between two years and now? Qingqing, Mom knows that you are busy with your career, but you are still young and Shao Ming is not young. After the New Year, he will be 31. When you plan to have a child, prepare for pregnancy, When you conceive again in October, you will have to toss for another two or three years. Do you plan to give Shao Ming 35, 6 years old? The couple should think more about each other. Today, when the mother saw it in the supermarket, Shao Ming likes children very much. You must also cherish your blessings when you are at your disposal. It is a big deal in this life. "

Ning Qing thought of a scene in the supermarket. She felt that her little hands for washing vegetables had no energy and she was so cute.

Men like him come as dad ...

Ning Qing couldn't imagine.

My mother reminded me right. She never expected that Lu Shaoming was almost 31. He wanted a child in his heart.

Yue Wanqing saw Ning Qing's heart beating, and continued, "Qing Qing, there are more young mothers now. After the New Year, you must take time to ask Shao Ming for one, and the mother will hug her grandson. Besides, how lonely a child is now, you give Shao Ming gave birth to two more. "

Ning Qing couldn't speak in shame, and it seemed that her mother made sense.

...

At this time Lu Shaoming stood on the balcony to answer the phone. There was a gentle male voice on the other end of the phone. "Shao Ming, I watched the skull film you took. I made a plan with my medical professor. The risk factor is about 2 layers. When are you coming to the UK, I will arrange surgery for you as soon as possible. "

Lu Shaoming glanced at Ning Qing, who was busy at home, and replied, "In these two days, I will hurry over."

"Okay, Shaoming, I hope you come to the UK as soon as possible. The longer you wait, the slower you will recover after treatment."

"Well, I see." Lu Shaoming hung up the phone.

At this time Ning Qing called him with a smile, "Shao Ming, open a meal."

The family sat at the table for a reunion dinner. Yue Wanqing first served a large bowl of dumplings. Ning Qing first gave Lu Shaoming two with a spoon and then two to herself.

She took a bite of dumplings, and Yue Wanqing asked, "Qing Qing, what stuff do you eat?"

Ning Qing hasn't answered yet, Yue Wanqing found the remaining stuffing she bite. Yue Wanqing was so happy, she laughed, "Qing Qing, my mother prepared a dumpling with red date filling and you were eaten by one bite. See, God is so, Mom is here to wish you and Shao Ming a precious son early. "

Ning Qing blushed, "Mom!"

How can mom put this on the table and say, what a shame.

Ning Qing glanced at the man next to him, and Lu Shaoming's deep eyes were as bright as obsidian. He hooked his lips and looked at her tenderly.

Ning Qing jumped in her heart, and quickly dropped her eyes shyly.

...

After eating, Ning Zhengguo placed fireworks on the lawn in the villa, and then lit it with a lighter.

For a while, the crackers sounded, and colorful fireworks swindled in the air, and the New Year arrived.

Ning Qing looked at the corridor on the steps with her hands, Lu Shaoming circled her from behind and asked softly, "Like watching fireworks?"

"Well, I like it." Ning Qing pointed a little finger across the falling fireworks like a meteor in the sky. "Shao Ming, look there, it's really beautiful."

As he said, Ning Qing turned his head to kiss his face, and put it in his ear. "Shao Ming, this year's fireworks are the most beautiful I have ever seen and my favorite because you are by my side."

"Well," Lu Shaoming looked at her unusually bright face in the fireworks and asked with a smile, "Ning Qing, what's your wish for the New Year?"

Ning Qing did not answer, "Shao Ming, what is your New Year's wish?"

Lu Shaoming's two strong arms clenched her small waist of one foot six, pinched twice, "I hope my wife can give me a little Ningqing."

Heck, he still said this.

There was a bright expectation in his gentle glance at the table just now, and he hoped that she would give him a baby.

Ning Qing felt a layer of honey in her heart. She closed her eyes and opened her eyes to see the fireworks in the sky. Well, her New Year's wish is ... his New Year's wish.

Give him a Xiao Ningqing or Xiao Lu Shaoming.

One sir, wait a few years and give him another.

She wants to give him two.

...

After watching the fireworks, Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing returned to the room. Ning Qing first went to the bathroom to take a shower, then lay on the bed to watch the work schedule that Xiao Zhou had given her.

After the new year, she will officially return to the entertainment industry!

After watching it for a while, stepping on the bed, Lu Shaoming took a shower, and he held a hairdryer in his hand, blowing Ning Qing's semi-wet hair.

The warm wind blew behind her, and Ning Qing felt particularly comfortable, abandoning her work schedule. She moved her little head like a squirrel to his healthy waist and belly, and nestled in his arms.

His movements were particularly gentle, and his knuckle fingers shuttled through her hair, making her want to sleep comfortably.