Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

But she didn't expect it to be so fast.

"North."

The familiar man's voice came from the door, and Su Yan froze, and looked at it.

The tall figure of the man entered the room, the white shirt and black suit pants remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a few traces of years on that face.

But it did not affect his overall temperament at all.

Ming An Sheng entered the door and looked at Su Shi first.

With four eyes facing each other, Su Shi's black and bright eyes were calm, and his expression was the same.

She slightly retracted her gaze and fell on Su Xiaoqiao.

Ming Ansheng pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, and she continued to walk towards the sofa.

"My dad is here." Beibei saw Ming Ansheng coming and pulled Xiao Qiao excitedly to introduce her. "I bought you ice cream for that day, do you remember?"

Xiao Qiao looked at it and saw Ming An Sheng, she instinctively narrowed her neck and was obviously afraid.

Ming Ansheng was shocked when he saw his daughter's excitement. His eyes trembled slightly, and he dropped to the side of his leg.

Unspeakable sourness.

In order not to scare Xiao Qiao, he stopped at a distance of half a meter away from Xiao Qiao and lowered his head and smiled at her kindly, "Xiao Qiao."

He knew that he did it all himself.

That day he was so scared to Su Shi that Xiao Qiao.

Any change to a child so old would be scared.

Xiao Qiao raised his face and looked at Ming Ansheng, and Pink Dudu's little lips gradually frowned, and Shui Lingling's big eyes began to flash with tears.

Ming Ansheng was distressed, bent over and stretched out his hands, and smoked two paper towels to help Su Xiaoqiao wipe his tears.

Suddenly, Xiao Qiao raised his arm and wiped his eyes randomly.

Her eyes were red, but she didn't cry.

Ming Ansheng closed the tissue in his hand and squeezed it tightly.

"Uncle Ming."

Yan warm and promises came politely to say hello to Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng looked at them, and smiled with curly lips. "Are you and your parents still not here?"

Yan warmly shook his head. "No, Mom and Dad go to work."

Ming Ansheng smiled and looked at Su Shi again.

Su Shi seemed to know that he wanted to look at the past. At the same time, she looked up at him at the same time, and looked at each other, she was still so calm.

But in his heart, because of her calmness and turbulence, there were thousands of waves.

He squeezed the corners of his mouth tightly, a smile that reached the bottom of his eyes, bitter.

"North North, go home." Ming Ansheng turned to look north.

Beibei put a small mouth, "Dad, I want to play for a while, wait for me, OK?"

The little begging look made people unbearable.

Ming Ansheng frowned slightly, and just about to speak, Beibei suddenly smiled and said to him, "Go and chat with Xiaoqiao's mother for a while."

After speaking, he no longer saw An Sheng, and his hands extended from behind Xiao Qiao again, grasping Xiao Qiao's hand, and kindly said in his ear, "Xiao Qiao, my brother will teach you to draw another one."

He wanted to give father and beautiful little stepmother a chance to get along together.

Su Xiaoqiao was addicted to painting, and Beibei offered to teach her.

Her little head nodded hard. "Um."

Xiao Gongju liked it very much, and he was enjoying it. Ming Ansheng was not willing to sweep the child's interest, so he didn't say anything. He looked around, and the sofa was mostly occupied by toys, and only Su Shi was empty.