Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

What do you mean? Su Shi looked up and looked at Ming Ansheng in surprise and doubt.

Like his mother, like his father ...

Isn't Beibei's father the same? Is it wrong for her to say that Bei Bei looks like him?

Although not very similar, it is very similar, especially at first glance.

Ming Ansheng turned around and leaned against the door frame. He looked at Su Shi, frowning, his eyes gloomy.

Su Shi was a little uncomfortable when he looked at him this way. She looked away. "They want to drink juice. I just bought it and give them to them."

As she lifted her feet, she was going to go over the bed.

"Well," Ming Ansheng suddenly grabbed Su Shi's arm, pulled her out of the ward, and closed the door gently.

His actions were overbearing, and Su Shi had no room to resist at all, and had no time to resist.

Ming Ansheng dragged Su Shi to the entrance of the staircase, then turned around and held her against the wall. He lowered his head slightly and looked at her with dark eyes.

Su Shi frowned a little. "What are you doing?"

"Su Shi, there is one thing, I want to tell you." Ming Ansheng solemnly, his eyes are so profound and complicated.

Su Shi was incomprehensible and incomprehensible, what he was doing and thinking.

But she never understood him, didn't she?

He is always unfathomable, and she just looks at the surface no matter how people look at things.

So from this point, they are no longer suitable.

Ming Ansheng said, after a long pause, he suddenly lipped again, and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. "Su Shi, I can't forget you, the more I want to forget, the more I love, what to do."

As he leaned forward a bit, he moved his hands to Su Shi's waist and back, hugging her tightly, and then he bent down, resting his chin on Su Shi's shoulder, and the tip of his nose pressed against her strength. Wo, sniffing the smell of her body, ease the thoughts.

But the more so, the more greedy, I wish I could rub her into my bones.

There were people back and forth on the aisle of the hospital, and they had to look at them when passing by.

Foreigners are more open, and seeing this will reveal a sincere smile.

Su Shi couldn't push Ming Ansheng and was angry, "Ming Ansheng, can you let go?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ming Ansheng didn't let go, his lips pressed against Su Shi's neck and moved, Su Su tickling.

But this is a hospital, and Su Shi didn't want to get angry, so he yelled, "Ming Ansheng, let go, and then, you won't see Xiao Qiao in the future."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ming Ansheng hugged even tighter, venting his long-pressed feelings, and his voice became depressing and painful. "I underestimated my love for you, I thought ... thought It's just a matter of time. "

He thought that over time, all feelings would fade.

However, I did not expect this love, this relationship, to him, like old wine, the longer the time, the more fragrant.

Knowing that the greedy cup would be drunk, but he was willing to fall and was unwilling to wake up.

"You don't want to do this, okay?" Su Shi couldn't push Ming Ansheng, and her energy was exhausted. She simply gave up, holding his fists in both hands and hammering his shoulders.

Her angry eyes were red.

Ming Ansheng heard that Su Shi was sucking her nose and knew she might be crying. Then she slowly let go of her hand, but she still held her arm and prevented her from running.

He looked at her, his eyes still complex and painful.