Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He had a feeling that Su Shi would not run too far.

She just found a place to hide, it must be so.

"I want to find Su Shi." Bai Jing followed in the footsteps of Ming Ansheng, insisting.

Ming Ansheng said, "Go back."

Bai Jing followed him for an afternoon, perhaps because she was about the same size as Su Shi, and he couldn't bear it.

Besides, she followed, and could not help or do anything.

This time, his tone was a little tough, which was the tone he always used to speak to his subordinates.

Bai Jing froze, stopped, and seemed to be frightened, she immediately ‘oh’.

Ming Ansheng glanced at her and didn't speak again.

Bai Jing turned and walked towards the school. After crossing the road, she looked back at Ming Ansheng. His tall figure, in the dark night, was calm and very impetuous as usual.

Bai Jing's clear eyes flashed with complex emotions.

She bit her lip for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, and lifted her feet to move on.

Ming Ansheng walked, his pace slowed down and stopped slowly.

He looked across the road, the park was thick and dark.

The clothes she wore today had no pockets and she had no money when she left ...

Little girl, where did you hide?

So late, so dark, aren't you afraid?

Thinking that Su Shi might be crying in a corner, or shivering, he was about to suffocate.

"Uncle Ming."

Ming An Sheng froze, his eyes widened with excitement, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Is this ... a hallucination?

The familiar, sweet voice, with a little grievance, came from behind him.

He didn't dare to turn around. He was afraid to turn around, and if he didn't see the petite figure, he would be disappointed.

For the first time, he felt this kind of gains and losses.

"Uncle Ming, I'm starving."

Behind came the girl's coquettishness. Ming Ansheng's excited heart seemed to be jumping out. He turned sharply, "Well."

The little figure was one meter behind him. He rushed forward and hugged her with both hands.

Holding tight, soft body, he could not wait to rub her into his bones.

"Uh, uh."

Ming An Sheng bowed his head and kissed Su Shi's hair. At this moment, there was no word to describe his mood.

He kept muttering her name.

"Ahem" Su Shi was uncomfortable with Ming An Sheng, "I'm going to be strangled by you."

Ming Ansheng then realized that he was out of shape, and quickly let go of his hand. He grabbed Su Shi's shoulders with both hands, and excitedly checked her up and down carefully.

"Well, was there any injuries?" He said, pinching his hand from her arm, from top to bottom.

I'm afraid she will get hurt a little.

Su Shi shook his head. "No."

Her clear water eyes sparkled in the dark night.

Then she reached out and touched her belly again, pursed her mouth, "I'm so hungry."

"I'll go home and cook for you." Ming Ansheng said, holding Su Shi's hand, pulling out the phone with the other hand, dialing the number.

After a while, his car drove in front of him.

After getting in the car, Su Shi leaned his head on the window and stared dullly outside the window.

A cold face on her pretty face.

Ming Ansheng knew that she paid special attention to her own identity. Her care was forced and caused by the environment in which she lived from childhood to life.