Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Mummy."

The little guy in his arms clasped his shirt tightly with little hands, as if he felt very insecure.

There was a glutinous shout in his mouth.

Ming Ansheng lay leaning on the comfortable and spacious seat. He turned Su Xiaoqiao over to make her lie on his chest like a puppy.

The little guy was drunk, probably uncomfortable, and moved uneasily.

Stupid.

Listening to her shouting, Mummy, Ming Ansheng felt itchy, reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, and said drunkly, "Little girl, call your father."

The driver was surprised in front.

Little girl? father?

When did the president have another daughter?

He secretly glanced at the situation behind his eyes through the rear-view mirror. He couldn't see Ming Ansheng's face. He could only see the 'little animal' lying on him, twisting uneasily.

The giants are messy.

Suddenly a son of that age popped up a few years ago, and now a daughter.

The children and other people longing for others, the adult president of their family just got it without even getting married.

The driver slandered while driving.

"Dad." Su Xiaoqiao closed his eyes, unconscious, and heard the man's voice was his father.

Ming Ansheng felt that Su Xiaoqiao had been looking for a cool place. She was still so young, where could she withstand alcohol burns.

He was inexplicably distressed, very distressed.

Obviously not his daughter, he loves Su Shi, has he humbled to such an extent?

He is so humble that even the children she has with others want to hurt and love?

‘Daughter is the lover of Dad ’s last life ...’

Ming Ansheng unknowingly clasped Su Xiaoqiao.

Su Xiaoqiao ... Su Xiaoqiao ... Why not Su Xiaoming?

Su Xiaoming? Xiaoming? What the hell?

Rub, until now he discovered that the original girl, Joe is more suitable.

No, if it is his daughter, he can be called Su Xiaoan. Su Xiaoan is very nice and better than Su Xiaoqiao.

Master Ming leaned completely on the car door, thinking that Su Xiaoan was better than Su Xiaoqiao, and his mouth was raised with satisfaction.

"Su Xiao'an ..." he shouted out of his mouth.

The little guy on his body didn't respond.

He frowned, opened his eyes, and looked at Su Xiaoqiao.

The little girl was lying on his chest like a puppy, right on this butt, crooked neck ... asleep.

And sleep soundly.

His heart ... At this instant, it turned into water again.

With his big palm, he gently patted Su Xiaoqiao's ass, "Small thing, I'm drunk at such a small age. I'll apply for a Guinness World Record for you."

He's been talking to himself all the time, with a smile on his face, with a petting smile in his tone.

The driver in front glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, muttering in his heart. Is this really their high-cold chief executive?

He had seen it many times when he was drunk, but this time he saw it for the first time.

It seems that little girl is very petting.

He began to worry about whether the young master would fall out of favor.

"Go to the apartment." Ming Ansheng remembered that he hadn't told the driver where to go, he immediately ordered.

The driver had forgotten to drive in the direction of the big house, Ming Ansheng said, and he had to turn around.

This delay passed more than an hour.

Su Shi couldn't find the child here, and anxiously died.

Mu Li and Yan Weihong also helped to find one.

All the guests were almost gone. In the large banquet hall, I looked over and over again, but did not see Su Xiaoqiao's small figure.