Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Su Shi hadn't calmed down in Ming Ansheng's confession, and his kiss brought back his thoughts.

She carried Ming Ansheng's clothes in her hands, and lowered her head, afraid to look at his face.

The yearning embrace she longed for kept her greedy for a while, just a moment.

Ming Ansheng held Su Shi and strode out of the warehouse and got into the car.

"Drive."

Before the door was closed, he ordered the driver.

The driver started the car and he slammed the door.

Su Shi's half of her chest was still exposed, and the edge of her clothes came to her scald. The pain was enough to faint her with her weak system.

She gritted her teeth and kept jerking.

"Well." Ming Ansheng sat next to Su Shi and reached out to help her pull out her clothes.

Her flawless skin made her wound even more shocking, and Ming Ansheng's heart was still trembling.

Such pain, such torture, should be borne by him.

The wound touched a large area, and there was a blister below the swelling and swelling.

But then the privacy ...

Ming Ansheng thought for a moment, got up and reached out, reached out, and suddenly knocked off the rearview mirror. The sudden movement scared the driver and almost stepped on the brake.

"Do not look back." Ming Ansheng ordered the driver, then took off his suit again, blocking Su Shi.

Immediately after, he ripped Su Shi's clothes hard.

Su Shi exposed more than half of his upper body.

Her pale face turned red, and she instinctively covered her chest with her hands, glaring at Ming Ansheng weakly, "What are you doing?"

"hiss……"

Her hand touched the wound, and she instinctively took it away.

Ming Ansheng stared at her wound, his eyes blinked. Su Shi knew she was looking at her wound, but ... it was also such a secret place.

She hurriedly pulled up her clothes.

"Don't move." Ming Ansheng's low voice, as if with magic, bewitched Su Shi.

She held her clothes in her hands and stopped.

The man lowered his head, blowing gently on her wound.

Su Shi looked down and looked at the scene, her heart beating faster and faster.

The faster the heart beats, the more the wound hurts, the more it hurts, and the more sober her brain becomes.

‘You are Primary Three, your mother has destroyed someone ’s family, and I will not let you destroy my marriage with Ming Ansheng ...’

‘Shameless little bitch, it ’s worthy of being born to a junior, just like your mother ’s junior ...’

‘Do you know what Grandpa Ming said? He won't let you a illegitimate daughter of a small third-born student enter the door of Ming's house, Ming Ansheng will also take a wedding photo with me this morning ... ’

Tang Feiling's words echoed in Su Shi's ears, tormenting her again and again.

"Uncle Ming, don't do this." Su Shi's mood seemed to have reached a limit and suddenly broke open. She reached out and shoved Ming Ansheng away, then snatched his suit and wrapped herself.

She moved away from her position, close to the door, and distanced herself from Ming Ansheng.

Then she turned to look at him coldly, "I don't like you like this, Qiao Chen will be unhappy to see it."

Ming An Sheng heard the words, his body with expressions, and froze together.

He stared at Su Shi for a while, then nodded gently, "Okay ... I know, don't get angry."

This sentence, speaking out of her mouth, was so hard.