Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Then she took off her shoes and went straight into the room barefoot.

Strode to the sofa and lay down.

Ming Ansheng watched her move, and stunned, then he shook his head funnyly.

How much revenge is this girl?

Because Tang Feiling mocked her once at the dinner table, and she also spelt a bottle of wine with her, she hated it for so long.

It's small, but ... it's cute.

Ming Ansheng thought, bending down, reaching out to pick up Su Shi's slippers, walked in front of her, and explained to her: "This is specifically for you, Tang Feiling has never been here."

Upon hearing this, Su Shi blinked curiously, "This is your house. She is your fiancee. Why didn't she come?"

In her heart, Ming Ansheng liked Tang Feiling very much.

Her mind is simple. If she doesn't like it, how can she get engaged?

Ming Ansheng: "..."

Isn't she not coming, is he not letting her come?

This is the apartment he bought by himself. Few people know it. Does she think it is an individual he brought here?

Not to mention Tang Feiling.

"What do you want to eat?" Ming Ansheng didn't want to talk to Su Fei about Tang Feiling and skipped her topic. "You are hungry now. I'll cook the noodles for you first. The noodles are the fastest."

Su Shi was also not fussy, nodded and said 'um'.

Then she added: "I want tomato and egg noodles, just like last time."

Ming Ansheng knew what she said last time.

‘I ’m hungry, why do n’t you give me food? ’

‘I said I do n’t eat. ’

"I won't, you cook for me ..."

This overbearing little thing!

Thinking of bringing Su Shi here for the first time, she not only seized him for one afternoon, but also complained that he didn't give her food, ordered him to cook her instant noodles, and asked for more. Ming Ansheng's heart was soft and soft. .

He petted a smile and said, "I see, the eggs need to be fried in a frying pan."

"Yes." Su Tong nodded politely.

"Wait." Ming Ansheng turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Ying lay on the back of the sofa, watching the figure of Ming Ansheng, the corners of his slightly tilted lips gradually sink.

She has always maintained this posture, her thoughts flew out, and they flew far and far ...

She thought a lot.

Ming An Sheng cooked the noodles and brought them out. When Su Shi was lying on the sofa, his thoughts were fascinating. He asked in wonder: "What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

When Su Shi heard Ming Ansheng's voice, he turned back and shook his head. "No."

She looked at the noodles in Ming Ansheng's hand, and couldn't wait to reach out to him, "Give me food, I'm starving to death."

Ming Ansheng petted a smile, walked over, put the noodles on the coffee table, and greeted Su Shi: "Be careful."

"I know." Su Shi climbed off the sofa, sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up chopsticks, and started eating.

Ming Ansheng frowned, "Cool on the ground, sit on the sofa."

"It's okay." Su Ying just bit into a noodle, raised his head, and shook his hand while sucking the noodle into his mouth.

Ming Ansheng didn't know where she hid all afternoon, her face was dirty, matching her current look, it was funny and cute.

"Really like a little beggar!" He pointed at her, almost gritted his teeth and said the words.

Because he wanted to suppress the emotion that erupted in his heart, the urge to hug her and hold her.

The incense that Su Shi eats is so fragrant, ignore him.

"I'll take a bath and change clothes." Ming Ansheng greeted and turned back to the room.