Chapter 93 Madam, Forgive Me

Ning Yao was shocked when she heard this. She grabbed Xu Junxi's sleeve and explained in a panic, "I don't have Junxi. I just saw that his suit was wet, so I took out the handkerchief."

"Humph," Xu Junxi pushed her away, "You mean Lu Shaoming framed you? Ning Yao, I know who Lu Shaoming is better than you. He is not bored enough to use a handkerchief to frame you. No need to explain, you Go and reflect on yourself, I also need time to reconsider our marriage."

After Xu Junxi finished speaking, he opened the car door and the Lamborghini sped away, leaving Ning Yao with a dusty face.

…

Lu Shaoming carried Ning Qing into the villa. Yue Wanqing and her grandma were both asleep in the villa. Lu Shaoming carried Ning Qing on the big bed in the room.

The girl had her eyes closed, and Lu Shaoming knew that she was not asleep, because her two rows of long eyelashes like butterfly wings were trembling. She probably didn't dare to open her eyes and didn't know how to face him.

Lu Shaoming touched her little face and said softly, "Ning Qing, a lot of things happened tonight. I know you are tired. I'm going back to the room. You go to bed early."

Lu Shaoming stood up and left.

When he walked to the door, there were hurried footsteps running behind him, and a soft and fragrant little body hugged him tightly from behind, "Lu Shaoming, what do you mean?"

When Lu Shaoming froze, the girl stood on tiptoes, grabbed his handsome shoulders with two small hands, and pulled him upright. Her back pressed against the wall. The girl cried while kicking and beating him with her hands and feet, "Lu Shaoming, what are you doing?" It’s okay, I let you kiss me, I let you do it, but why are you so cold to me? You don’t like me, don’t you want me anymore? I am your wife, and the law does not allow you to do this.”

The muscles on his body were very hard, and every inch was made of copper and iron. Ning Qing beat him like a kitten tickling him, but her palms ached, and she felt more and more aggrieved. She stopped beating him, and the cute little boy hung down. He opened his eyes, holding a small pink fist to wipe his tears.

"What did I do wrong or what did I do poorly? If you tell me, I can change it. Can you please stop being cold and violent towards me and ignore me?"

The girl's cry was filled with the crisp and soft accusation and coquettishness of a girl. Lu Shaoming felt so soft when he heard that, he clasped the back of her head with a big hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Ning Qing, I admit that at Ning's house last night, my wife shed tears for another man. She was handed over to another man by grandma, and then she was hugged by another man. I was very angry."

"In my education, love and marriage should be a matter of mutual loyalty. I don't like force. In bed, it was a very bad experience. I don't want to recall it. Every time I recall it, I think of all your unwillingness, so it ended hastily. , it’s only ten minutes, my pride won’t allow it.”

"But I never thought about not wanting you, I just wanted to be quiet. Because I suddenly found that there is an uncontrollable you in my life, and I will lose my mind for you. Just like you dressed like that to seduce me last night, I'm afraid If I lose control, I am afraid that I will personally overturn my agreement not to touch you. "

"Today's dinner was a misunderstanding, and I have my fault. Madam, when I married you, I knew that I had the ability to give you the most exquisite life, but please forgive your husband for his lack of love experience. I will be at a loss when facing you. "

After hearing his heartfelt words, Ning Qing stretched out her small hands and hugged his muscular waist tightly. She wiped her tears on his expensive shirt, "Shaoming, I didn't want to explain that day at Ning's house. It was me. It's all my fault. Believe me, if you give me another chance, I will change it. But I really didn't shed tears for Xu Junxi. I broke a piece of skin on my waist and cried myself."

Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Really?"

"Yes!" Ning Qing nodded, feeling aggrieved, "I shed tears when I bumped into the piano. Now my waist still hurts, which is why I got a scar."

Lu Shaoming reached out and groped her slender waist. In the quiet room, under the dim light, the layer of down on the girl's delicate face was so crystal clear and soft.

There were still tears hanging on her face, and her whole figure was like a rose flower blooming in spring, so beautiful.

"Does it hurt here?" He pinched her waist.

Ning Qing grasped the collar of his shirt tightly with her two small hands and nodded shyly, "Shaoming, it's not that I didn't want to that night, it was you who hurt me..."

As he spoke, Ning Qing stood on tiptoes, whispered in his ear, "You made me red and swollen, and I'm still swollen now."

Lu Shaoming's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled. "I didn't even try to show my true feelings. Why are you so red and swollen? I think you are as tender as a piece of watery tofu and cannot be touched."

Ning Qing's face turned red and she hit him with her pink fist.

Lu Shaoming caught her little pink fist and wrapped it tightly in his palm. Their eyes met and they both smiled with deep affection.

"Madam, would you like me to apply some ointment for you to reduce the redness and swelling?" he asked.

"No, it's too late now. The pharmacies are closed. Don't go out." She wanted him to accompany her.

Lu Shaoming rubbed her hair lovingly, "Don't go to the drugstore. When I bought you panties last night, I already passed by the drugstore and bought you ointment. The ointment is in the car."

Ning Qing, "..." Who just said that she was as tender as a piece of watery tofu? Who was it?

…

Lu Shaoming applied ointment to her and helped her pull up her panties. Ning Qing was so shy that she buried her palm-sized face deeply into the pillow and did not dare to look at him.

Lu Shaoming's breathing was a little messy. He looked at the girl and saw that he was lying next to her.

Afraid that she would be scared, he stayed dozens of centimeters away from her.

Ning Qing trembled her long eyelashes, and the little pink ball slowly moved closer to him, and then rested her little head on his shoulder.

"Heh..." Lu Shaoming did not move, but laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!" It was rare for her to take the initiative, but he laughed at her like this.

Ning Qing hit him, hooked her two little hands around his neck, slowly exerted some force, and pulled his head off.

His handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her, and their breathing was entangled together.

"What's wrong?" Lu Shaoming looked at her flushed cheeks and asked with deep eyes.

"Shaoming," Ning Qing's soft voice was trembling, "Are you still angry? I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me? Um..."

Her red lips were blocked.

Lu Shaoming turned sideways, stretched out his long arms and rolled her into his arms. Her little head rested comfortably on his shoulder, and the man's power fully surrounded her.

She was still wearing a rose-red cardigan, which he took off for her. She was wearing a black spaghetti-strap short skirt underneath. He pulled the quilt over her and covered her tightly, leaving only her little head nestled in his arms to kiss him.

His kiss was gentle and lingering, as if he wanted to make up for the tenderness of the past two days. Ning Qing was addicted to his kiss, so comfortable that she couldn't even open her eyes.

When he kissed her, he always liked to find a posture, letting her lie on him and nestle in his arms... Every minute and every second with him was the ultimate gentleman's enjoyment.