Chapter 410 (1/2)

Ning Qing rushed back home. She greeted Auntie Yang and pushed the bedroom door open.

Lu Shaoming was standing at the side of the bed. The man had not removed his black suit yet, but he only undid the b.u.t.ton, exposing his clean white s.h.i.+rt he wore underneath. Little Qinwen finished bathing and was lying down on the bed.

Ning Qing threw her small clutch that she held in her hands onto the sofa, and ran forward hurriedly. She sat on the side of the bed and lifted her hand to pick up Little Qinwen, “Shaoming, what is wrong with Little Qinwen? Does his stomach still hurt?”

Lu Shaoming did not answer her because the woman did not want him to answer. He turned his gaze sideways to look at the woman’s attractive pink lips plastered on his son’s small white face. That small hand was caressing his son’s stomach and was ma.s.saging him in a clockwise direction. Her voice was extremely gentle as she pitied him. “Little Qinwen, does your stomach still hurt or not? Let Mama ma.s.sage you for a while. You must have missed Mama, right? It is all Mama’s fault. In the future, Mama will go to work less, and I will accompany our Little Qinwen more, okay?”

Little Qinwen was done playing. He was picked up by Auntie Yang just to go bathe. At this moment, he was extremely comfortable on the bed. Mama carried him, and both his hands and legs were hanging on Mama’s body, like a little octopus. He used his small head to nudge Mama’s fragrant chest, and he closed his eyes as he acted cute.

“Mama….it hurts hurts…. Carry me carry…”

Ning Qing’s entire heart softened. Lu Shaoming was taking care of their son recently. She was busy with the red wine compet.i.tion, and she had no time to take care of her son, and she was very regretful.

“Okay, Mama will carry you.” Ning Qing lay down on the bed, and she opened her arms up to hug Little Qinwen. She used one hand to pat his back, and Little Qinwen closed his eyes, about to fall asleep.

Lu Shaoming looked at the sleep posture of the small woman. She was lying diagonally on the bed. Her extremely slim waist was bent in, and her S line was exposed.

Because Little Qinwen tugged the thin black sweater that she was wearing, the sweater was rolled upwards, which exposed her fair skin on her flat waist. The extreme difference between the black and white provoked his gaze.

Lu Shaoming went forward and kneeled on the bed. His deep, charming voice was by Ning Qing’s ear as he said, “Our son is fine. He only misses you…”

He touched her waist.

After he touched her, Ning Qing ducked away quickly. The moment she moved, Little Qinwen in her embrace opened his eyes. She panicked and pushed him before saying, “What are you doing? Little Qinwen is not feeling well. Don’t…”

He was still in the mood when their son was not feeling well?

Lu Shaoming was in the heat of the moment. Their son did not miss her. He missed her.

Her small hand was not powerful at all. She pressed him, and his large hand was still able to do as it wished. He bent down and pressed half his body against hers. He was forceful and made her unable to breathe while he brushed his thin lips against her pink cheeks.

Ning Qing’s small face was bright red. Her white teeth bit down on her pink bottom lip. She did not dare make a sound to wake Little Qinwen up, and she punched Lu Shaoming.

The man lifted his head up and gave her a forceful kiss on her small cheek. His voice was hoa.r.s.e and deep as he softly murmured, “I will go and take a shower.”

He got off of her.

He walked past her, and went in the direction of the washroom. Ning Qing’s small face was blus.h.i.+ng red as she glanced at him. He removed the black suit he was wearing, and while he walked he lifted his hand to undo the b.u.t.tons on his s.h.i.+rt, his Adonis belt was visible as it dipped into his metal belt, and his firm expression was even more mesmerizing in the glow of the night.

Ning Qing had a brief glance and did not dare look anymore. In her peripheral vision, she saw him remove his luxury watch before entering the washroom.

She looked at Little Qinwen who’d fallen asleep in her embrace. She felt something was amiss. She actually rushed back to look at her son. She had yet to say much to him, and he had fallen asleep already, and it was actually Lu Shaoming who could not help but pounce on her.

Ning Qing’s heart became suspicious. She was unsure if she had been tricked.

This man…

As she pondered silently in her heart. The bathroom door opened a few minutes later. There was a gust of cold air. He had always used cold water to shower, and the sound of footsteps came close, and her feet were touched.

She wanted to struggle, and the man pressed her. “Don’t move!”

She turned her gaze back to have a look. That man bent his waist down, and there was a bath towel around his waist. His bare upper torso was toned and handsome. There was no piece of loose fat on his tight muscles, and the 6 packs on the man’s abdomen was very elegant.

He took her crystal shoes in his hands, and it turned out that he wanted to remove her shoes for her.

He brushed his calloused fingers across her soft soles, and Ning Qing hesitated and shrunk her feet back quickly as if she’d been electrocuted.

He was laughing softly, and there was a dent in one side of the bed. The healthy and crisp scent on the man’s body had a scent of shower gel on it as it invaded her senses.

“Put our son inside.” He came from the back as he lowered his volume.

Ning Qing’s long lashes that were like a b.u.t.terfly’s wings were fluttering very hard. She knew that she could not escape it. She obediently tried to carry Little Qinwen back in, but it was of no use. The moment she moved, Little Qinwen was like a little octopus as he plastered himself onto her.

Little Qinwen was really too professional. Daddy asked him to ask Mama for a hug, and he did not dare to be lazy even when he was sleeping.

Ning Qing lowered her voice and negotiated with him. “Hubby, I can’t. Little Qinwen is sticking to me.”

Lu Shaoming’s large hand came out from her sweater, and he straightened his body to look at Little Qinwen. His son was hugging Mama too tight, and they were unable to be separated.

“Hubby, forget about it tonight. Our son is around. It is not convenient. Furthermore, I have to make a call to Xiao Zhou and the rest. We just reached the hotel. We just had dinner…”

He had rushed her on the phone, and she came back in a hurry.

To be polite, she should make a call to them to explain the situation.

Ning Qing had yet to finish speaking. Her small head was cupped up by a large hand. The man took the pillow cover from the pillow she was lying on and brought it over Little Qinwen’s face.

Ning Qing was taken aback. She closed her eyes anxiously, and her entire being softened.