Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

The fleshy little man was wearing a small pink skirt and chased after Yan Nuoxing.

The people outside the door, excitedly anxious to pounce over, to **** the cute little guy.

Rub, why does he use the word 'grab' every time?

That's his daughter, his Ming An Sheng's daughter, why did he grab it?

"Brother, brother."

Suddenly, a few guys chased me and approached the gate of the yard. Yan Nuoxing ran ahead, and Su Xiaoqiao always trailed a lot.

It looks warm and distressing.

Seeing that the little girl was about to run over, Ming Ansheng glanced around and saw no one. He took the opportunity to speak, watching Xiao Qiao shout, "Xiao Qiao."

Su Xiaoqiao heard someone calling her, stopped and looked away from the courtyard.

At a glance, Ming Ansheng, who only had one head out, smiled happily when she covered her mouth, and her eyes bent with a smile, like a crescent moon.

Sprouting Ming An Sheng's heart.

‘Shh’ Ming Ansheng showed that he made a silent move to Su Xiaoqiao, then waved at her again, “Come here.”

Su Xiaoqiao narrowed his neck and, like a thief, quickly ran to Ming Ansheng, "Uncle."

Ming An Sheng crouched and whispered, "Uncle takes you to eat ice cream."

"Okay." Su Xiaoqiao nodded happily.

She loves ice cream.

"Don't talk." Ming Ansheng reached out and rubbed Xiao Qiao's head pettingly, then he got up and opened the courtyard door.

He knows the code of the dictator's door.

The door opened, and he picked up Xiao Qiao as quickly as possible, turning around and quickly escaping.

Ming Ansheng put Su Xiaoqiao in the back seat, fastened his seat belt, and then he drove in the driver's seat.

The car started, Ming Ansheng was very excited, and his hands were all sweaty.

When he got out of the intersection, he looked back at Su Xiaoqiao and asked with a smile, "Xiaoqiao, shall I?"

Su Xiaoqiao nodded without hesitation, "OK."

The uncle who bought her ice cream was the best.

Ming Ansheng raised his mouth proudly, and then he asked, "Which one is better, Qiao Chen?"

Su Xiaoqiao said, "Dad is the best."

She leaned lazily on her seat, her two short legs kicking around leisurely, the old **** was there.

Ming Ansheng nodded with satisfaction. "Yes, Dad is the best."

Because he is her father.

City First People's Hospital.

The car stopped in the hospital parking lot. Ming Ansheng unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. Then he opened the back door of the car, bent over and reached out to hold Su Xiaoqiao. "Little Qiao, Dad hug."

He said this quite smoothly, as if he had practiced it.

Su Xiaoqiao was thinking about ice cream, no matter what he called, he held Ming Ansheng's neck tightly with both hands.

Looking around.

Didn't see anything wrong.

It wasn't until she entered the clinic that she saw the doctor and nurse in a white coat, and she frowned. "Uncle, eat ice cream."

He obviously brought her to eat ice cream, but brought her to the hospital. What does it mean?

Ming Ansheng patted Su Xiaoqiao's back and coaxed softly, "Xiao Qiaobei, father will take you to do a very, very important thing, it will be fine in a while, and then father will take you to eat ice cream, take you to the playground play."

"You are an uncle." Su Xiaoqiao noticed the title now, and his voice was crisply corrected.

Anyway, sooner or later, Ming Ansheng didn't force Xiao Qiao to hold her upstairs quickly. There were too many people in the elevator and he took the stairs.