Chapter 362

Upon hearing that, Lu Shaoming and Ning Qing were stunned.

Ning Zhenguo saw that his daughter’s son-in-law’s expression was not right and quickly laughed, “Wanqing, let little Qinwen sleep with us tonight. Shaoming just came back — he must have a lot to say to Qingqing.”

Yue Wanqing thought about it and felt that it made sense. The events of the past half month were like a dream. The couple must have a lot to say to each other.

“Alright, little Qinwen is still sleeping with his grandmother tonight.”

...

After dinner, Lu Shaoming and Ning Zhenguo spoke in the living room. Yue Wanqing was cleaning up. Ning Qing said, “Mom, I’ll help you.”

“It’s alright.” Yue Wanqing shook her head. “Qingqing, you take little Qinwen up to bathe. After the bath, I can go upstairs to take little Qinwen. You and Shaoming are tired. Go to bed early after you’ve talked.”

Ning Qing bent down and embraced little Qinwen in the carriage. She softly whispered, “Mom, little Qinwen sleeps with me tonight.”

Yue Wanqing heard and said, “This...”

It had already been said that little Qinwen would sleep with her tonight. But now, Ning Qing had regretted it. Yue Wanqing was confused. Who is little Qinwen going to sleep with tonight?

Ning Qing picked up little Qinwen and walked up to the stairs. She didn’t look at the man when she passed the living room, but two piercing gazes were focused on her, which could not be ignored.

She didn’t need to think to know that he was looking at her.

Her mother had thought too simply. How could she go to bed early after talking? That man didn’t intend to just talk.

She jogged upstairs.

Lu Shaoming and Ning Zhenguo were talking. Upon seeing his wife go to the bedroom with their son in her arms, he got up and said, “Dad, I’ll go upstairs and accompany little Qinwen.”

Ning Zhenguo nodded repeatedly. “Alright, Shaoming, go quickly.”

...

Lu Shaoming went into the bedroom and stood by the door. He could hear the sounds from the bathroom. The voice of the little woman was sweet and soft, which tormented his eardrum so much.

“Little Qinwen, Mummy’s going to bathe you. After taking a bath, our little Qinwen will smell nice, and Mummy’s going to hug you to sleep.”

Lu Shaoming’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he gently closed the door and locked it from the inside.

He walked to the bathroom door.

There was a big red bathtub on the rug in the bathroom. The bathtub was full of warm water. There was a layer of fragrant foam in the water. Little Qinwen was stripped of his clothes, and his fair, egg-like body was in the arms of Ning Qing. Ning Qing held his little head as she washed his hair.

Little Qinwen babbled and laughed. His legs kicked around happily as if saying, Mummy’s hands are caressing my head so gently, and I love mummy.

Ning Qing washed his hair, then held him on her lap. She wiped his dark hair with a towel.

With his baby’s nature, his hands started roaming around when he was in his mother’s embrace. He caught his mother’s t-shirt collar and pulled down as he dove into his mother’s fragrant bosom.

Ning Qing felt ticklish, and she immediately giggled as she said, “Little Qinwen, what are you doing? What a glutton! You’re hungry again...”

Little Qinwen ignored Mummy. His little dumpling body dove into his mother’s embrace.

At this time, little Qinwen was stunned. Oh no, this is bad. Ouch! His small ears seemed to be have been pinched.

His big grape-like eyes looked up from Mummy’s embrace. It’s Daddy. Daddy’s really tall. He tried very hard to raise his little head to see Daddy. Daddy had one hand stuffed in his pocket while his right fingers pinched his ear. Daddy was frowning. The 31-year-old man looked very serious. “You’re so young but you’re already such a pervert?”

Little Qinwen: “...”

Little Qinwen blew innocent bubbles. What is a pervert?

Only then did Ning Qing know that the man was here. When had he arrived? He walked without making a sound.

Her T-shirt collar was still pulled down by little Qinwen, showing a large area of smooth, fair skin. Her face felt a little warm. Needless to say, he must have seen it.

Ning Qing took little Qinwen’s little hand, pried his little finger away bit by bit, and pulled up her collar. She looked sideways at the man, whose black trousers, cut like blades, were falling by her feet.

She wore a short, flowery skirt below with no stockings on her fair, thin legs, contrasting sharply with his trousers.

“What are you talking about? You are not allowed to say these words to little Qinwen in the future.”

Little Qinwen was still a baby less than six months old. What pervert! Little Qinwen only wanted to eat. She had never seen a father like him.

One day, little Qinwen would follow his lead.

Lu Shaoming took back his hand and looked down at the woman. He took a look at her collar. Her chest was covered. There were only two delicate clavicles showing. She sat down and bent slightly. There was a small indent in her clavicle. It was very eye-catching.

He raised his eyebrows, and his voice was hoarse. “What did I say wrong? I am educating little Qinwen to be a good man in the future.”

Ning Qing: “...” Get lost!

She was going to ignore him.

Ning Qing put little Qinwen in the bathtub. With a little water in her hands, Ning Qing drenched her son’s shoulder and poured a little baby shower gel to wash her son.

Lu Shaoming was left out. The woman didn’t look at him. His son was sloshing the water with both hands, creating splashes and laughing at Mummy.

“Ning Qing, I want to take a bath.” He lifted his foot and kicked her calf.

Ning Qing shrank aside. He could just speak; why did he have to kick her?

What about his upbringing?

“Then go and bathe,” Ning Qing replied.

“Get me some clothes.” There were no clothes for him here. He had to go and borrow them from his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Ning Qing looked up. “Can’t you get it yourself?” she said impatiently.

Why did she have to do it?

Looking at the little woman’s distressed expression, Lu Shaoming remained expressionless. He looked down at her for a few seconds with deep black eyes, then turned his head and pointed to the door as he uttered two words. “Go quickly.”

Ning Qing felt her ears were burning red. She stood up and was finally defeated by the power of the man.

She could make a little fuss with him, but when he really got serious, she couldn’t even take a single look from him.

Besides, he had come to her house to stay, and things like borrowing clothes from his father-in-law should be done by her. A big president like him would not be used to that.

Ning Qing muttered discontentedly while walking towards the door. “I must’ve owed you both, father and son. After serving one to bath, I have to serve another.”

Ning Qing went out.

Seeing the little woman leave angrily, Lu Shaoming lifted a corner of his mouth lightly. He raised his hand, took off the watch on his wrist, then began to unravel the metal belt.

little Qinwen turned his head and looked for Mummy. Why has mummy disappeared?

He glanced up and looked at Daddy like a fool as he undressed.

Lu Shaoming stripped and saw his son staring at him foolishly. He raised his brows and was in a good mood. “Son, what are you looking at Daddy for? Mummy went to get clothes for Daddy. You sit and wait. You are not allowed to be a pervert in the future. Mummy is Daddy’s woman, got it?”

Little Qinwen: He shivers as if he had eaten sour grapes. So sour!

Lu Shaoming walked over to the showerhead, turned on the water, and took a shower.

When Ning Qing came back, she heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. She went in. Clothes were strewn on the carpet.

She bent down, picked up his changed clothes, and put them in the bamboo basket. The heavy frosted glass door was not closed. His body showed a blurred silhouette on the glass door. She dared not look at it. She lowered her head and picked his shorts up near the door.

She had just looked up when the tap turned off. The man took a bath towel and tied it around his waist as he asked, “Have you brought it?”

Ning Qing did not look at him. She turned as she nodded. “Yes.”

Cool air came up from behind. As the man landed a strong kiss on her face. The man laughed in a low tone and said, “Thank you, Wifey.”

Ning Qing wanted to push him, but the man had already retreated and he went out the bathroom door.

Ning Qing came to little Qinwen and squatted down slowly. Little Qinwen looked at Mummy’s little face that had turned red. There was still a wave of autumn waves in the autumn pupils of mummy’s eyes.

Mummy, Mummy, what’s wrong with you?

Ning Qing bathed little Qinwen and bit her lower pink lip while washing him. In her sweet, soft voice, she said, “Little Qinwen, you can’t learn from your father in the future! Your dad has the thickest skin...”

Was it not thick?

He had clearly made a mistake but acted like everything was alright.

Throwing his clothes all around in the bathroom when showering, and also not closing the door, he was without an ounce of consciousness. She wondered if it was intentional?

Seducing her with the male body!

...

Ning Qing took little Qinwen, who had been washed, out to the bedroom. Lu Shaoming was lying on the bed, with his back against the head of the bed and his two long legs crossed. He held his cell phone in his right hand, and his fingers were flying as he typed. He was probably handling business on his cell phone.

Ning Qing looked at him. She had taken a new pair of sweatpants from her father. He did not touch the trousers and placed them beside the bed. He wore a grey shirt with buttons on his chest and a button on his shorts. His posture was lazy.

Ning Qing did not know where her eyes should go. She took a light green vest for her son to wear and a few small toys to put on the bed. “Little Qinwen, you play alone for a while. Mummy’s going to bathe...”

Little Qinwen’s attention was attracted by the toys. He was saying, Mummy, go quickly.

Ning Qing turned and went to the bathroom.

The door of the bathroom was closed, and little Qinwen crawled up and down on the bed with his arms and legs. Suddenly, he realized that a leg was crushing a small dinosaur. His two fair hands pushed the leg hard, and then harder still, but he could not push it away.

He raised his huge, grape-like eyes and looked at Daddy.

Lu Shaoming was dealing with urgent affairs. Something had happened in the company. He was too engrossed to notice his son’s gaze.

Waa... Suddenly, little Qinwen cried.

Lu Shaoming looked up and saw that little Qinwen was sitting by his legs. There were big beads of tears on his fair and smooth small face. His moist little mouth was wide open as he wailed, and he wiped his tears with his small hand while crying.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lu Shaoming quickly put down his cell phone and reached for little Qinwen. “Son, why are you crying? Tell Daddy.”

Little Qinwen ignored him. Wahh, wahh...

Lu Shaoming stood up from the bed, rocking little Qinwen in his arms, patting his son’s back with his big palm while rocking as he asked, “Son, what’s wrong? Do you want Mummy? Mummy has gone to shower so that Daddy can hold her at night.”

Little Qinwen: “...” Daddy are you sure you’re not here to agitate me?

His son was still crying. Lu Shaoming found that his son had also inherited the woman’s traits in many ways, like his crying. He was tender and soft like her, always shedding tears.