Chapter 295 - Premature Labour (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The sweetness inside her heart came bubbling up again, and she toughened up her guts and grazed his nose.

Who asked her to be pregnant with his little Young Master Lu.

He should pamper her like this.

The man laughed, and held her little hand in his large palm. He carefully kissed her small, white fingers while he said, “You are so bold right now! You even dare to graze my nose.”

“I don’t dare to do so, but it was little Young Master Lu who asked me to do so. He wanted me to graze your nose,” she retorted in a coy voice.

After she spoke, she felt pain in her fingers, and it turned out that the man had opened his mouth to bite her.

Ning Qing opened her eyes, and quickly withdrew her small hand to hit his shoulder, and her voice was coy and girlish as she said, “Why did you bite me? It hurts so much.”

Lu Shaoming held her waist and placed his head gently on her belly, then said, “It is not my desire to; it was little Young Master Lu who asked me to do so. It was him who asked me to bite you.”

“You…” Ning Qing was at a loss for words upon hearing his reb.u.t.tal. This man who had a gentle outlook but have evil intent inside, could he not let her have the upper hand now and then?

At this moment, her belly hurt, and Ning Qing winced in pain, “Shaoming, little Young Master Lu kicked me.”

Lu Shaoming saw it, and he plastered his face on her belly. That kick occurred before his eyes just now, and even he could feel that strong burst of motion.

He straightened up his body, and curled one hand up. With his knuckles, he rhythmically knocked on her belly a few times, one, one-two, one…

After that, Ning Qing winced in pain again; little Young Master Lu had kicked her another time.

“Wifey, look. Little Young Master Lu is talking to me,” Lu Shaoming said in a surprised tone.

Ning Qing squinted her eyes in bliss while she said, “That’s right, little Young Master Lu is saying, ‘Daddy, you have finally come back! Both Mama and I have missed you so much.’”

Suddenly, a black shadow came over her eyes, and Ning Qing received a kiss from the man.

Ning Qing quickly pressed both of her little hands against his shoulder. The scent on the man was very pleasant, and the man’s healthy, masculine fragrance was mixed with the refres.h.i.+ng scent of a recent shower.

He kissed her very gently and lovingly, and with one large hand, he tugged the blanket to cover her. He only left her little head uncovered while using his right hand as support on the bed. His right hand was gently combing her fringe in front of her forehead backwards, and his left hand slowly went up her belly…

Ning Qing’s entire body went soft. It was a typical winter day. There was a heater in the room, and the two of them were buried underneath the blankets to kiss one another. The man was treating her so gently.

Two patches of red that appeared on her small face, and her small hand that she placed on his shoulder could not take it anymore. She slowly moved her hand to his exquisite shoulder, then caressed it.

The man exited her mouth and forcefully kissed her small face numerous times, then covered her snow white small earlobes with his lips. “How many months has it been?”

His question right now had another layer of meaning. Furthermore, how could he not know that she was already at 9 and a half months right now?

“You can’t.” Her small face was crimson red as she rejected him.

“Little Wifey, don’t be scared. Hand little Young Master Lu over to me. Also hand yourself over to me, I will take care of both you and our child.”

Ning Qing’s long lashes that were like a b.u.t.terfly’s wings were fluttering hard, and she subtly opened up her eyes. She shyly and fearfully looked at the man beside her.

She had tugged the black s.h.i.+rt that he was wearing till half the b.u.t.tons on them had been undone, and it revealed a good part of his masculine, sculpted chest. His short, dark hair had a few beads of mist, and his features were defined, handsome, upright, and attractive.

In this state, Lu Shaoming would be able to make any woman who saw him feel their heart race and their face blush.

“Shaoming, call me.”

“Ning Qing… Little Wifey… Babe…”

Ning Qing stretched out her hand to hook onto his neck, and she messily nudged his side which was getting hot. “That is not enough; there is still more.”

Lu Shaoming snorted once and continued, “…Baby.”

Ning Qing curled up the corners of her lips and broke into a sweet, saccharine smile. He remembered. He really remembered.

The complete Lu Shaoming has returned.

And he did not forget any bit or piece from the time when the two of them met and fell in love with one another.

Ning Qing’s two small, pinkish-white feet nudged the bed sheets, and the sweat of the man who was deeply mesmerized with her started to drip on her face. She opened her dazed eyes, and it was only then that she realized that he had always had his eyes on her. As he stared, his eyes were bright.

Ning Qing was momentarily bedazzled by his gaze. She had never seen such a bright expression in his eyes before. It was like the version of Lu Shaoming who had lost his memories has finally found his complete set of memories, and he now loved her with all of his being…

It was just like Lu Shaoming whose memories were intact had returned again, and he brought along one year’s worth of longing. Pampering and loving her was his entire life’s focus…

Ning Qing had tears rolling down his cheeks. Lu Shaoming. Her Lu Shaoming!

…

Ning Qing was called to rise. She opened her sleepy eyes, and she glanced around at her surroundings; she was already on the plane.

Looking at the girl’s blurry state, Lu Shaoming could not help himself but stretch his hand to pinch her small face. He plastered himself on her red lips, and gave her a peck. “Little wifey, we have arrived in T City. It is time to get off the plane now.”

Ning Qing was taken back. Her voice was soft and coy like a small girl as she said, “What, we’ve already landed? How long have I been sleeping?”

She was way too exhausted and fatigued last night, and after he was satisfied, he wiped her body down for her, and she did not have any of her senses left with her. In her dreams, she felt the man holding onto her for the entire time, and she was buried in his warm chest while she kept sleeping on and on.

She did not want to wake up.

“Yeah, it is already the afternoon,” The man gently replied.

Ning Qing’s small face was a little red, she lowered her gaze to look at herself. She was dressed in a white winter coat and black leggings, and her clothes were clean and proper…