Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

But he has always been calm and can't hide his emotions. He asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Su Shi's tone was still strange, "He saw my news with you and broke up with me."

Talking tears came down.

"He doesn't trust you?" Ming Ansheng was excited and happy. This hand was good and good, but he also considered Su Shi's mood, "Would you like me to help you explain to him? "

As he said, he reached out and wiped tears for Su Shi.

"No need." Su Shi shook her head gently, don't open her face, dodging Ming Ansheng's hand, said rudely, "I ... I am ..."

She ’s been ‘I’ for a long time and I do n’t know how to say it. I like the word you.

Ming Ansheng looked at her, frowning and wondering, "What are you?"

"Fool, I like you!"

Having said that, Su Shi wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, or find a place to drill in, and his face turned red instantly.

She felt a little surprised herself, let alone Ming Ansheng.

How familiar this sentence is ...

Ming Ansheng wondered if he had a hallucination. He stared at Su Shi. "Girl, what did you just say?"

"Qiao Chen doesn't want me anymore, will you want me?" Su Shi looked up at Ming Ansheng, her eyes twinkling, pitiful.

There was another layer of sweat in her palms, and her blush seemed to be bleeding.

Ming An Sheng chatted for a long time, so long as Su Shi thought he didn't like her.

She lowered her head and lowered her lips.

Qiao Chen doesn't want me anymore, will you want me?

This sentence, if spoken from other women's mouths, will certainly make men feel ridiculed and ironic.

Makes people feel like they are being spared.

But speaking from Su Ying's mouth, it felt completely different.

Yes, even if she is used as a spare tire, she just came to him to sell poor, but he is still happy or excited, or ... like it.

Ming Ansheng felt that Su Shi was a treasure. No matter how much she made a mistake, she should be held in her palm to protect the treasure.

"It's ok."

Ming Ansheng kept silent, Su Shi's head fell to the limit, shook her head and said softly.

Then she wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffed again.

Ming Ansheng suddenly reached out and hugged the poor little man in front of her, "Little girl, my stomach hurts."

Su Shi raised his head stupidly, and looked at Ming Ansheng with tears in his eyes.

Her heart seemed to ... seemed to stop beating.

Hesitated, she wondered again, she confessed, what did Uncle Ming say that his stomach hurt?

Su Shi blinked again, and the tears in her eyes rolled down.

Ming Ansheng bowed his head and kissed a drop of tears on Su Shi's face. The salty tears nourished his dry lips.

He chuckled. "Who told you I was sick?"

He wants to thank that person.

Su Shi blushed and whispered, "It's your mother."

Ming Ansheng's eyes scratched with surprise, always obedient to the old man, dare not have a little rebellious mother, even went to Su Shi.

This really surprised him.

Ming Ansheng never thought that Wang Yuexiang would go to Su Shi and give him the sympathy card.

However, I have to say that this card is playing well.

"Go in and sit down." Su Shi gently pushed Ming Ansheng.

Standing in the doorway like this, being held by him, what if someone saw it?

Ming Ansheng guessed what Su Shi was thinking. He lowered his head and smiled, "Why would anyone want to see?"