Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Ming Ansheng laughed, and there were some pale faces. The smile was still morbid, but it didn't affect the appearance.

He stretched out his hand and gently scratched Su Shi's nose, then hugged her with both hands, lowered his head and gently kissed her on the eyebrows, and then acknowledged the wrong attitude, "Yes, I smoked, I'll try not to smoke next time, okay? "

Su Shi frowned. "What does it mean not to pump?"

Trying not to smoke means that most of them may still smoke.

When Ming Ansheng saw Su Shi turning his face again, he changed his mouth quickly, "... then ... then I will stop smoking."

Over the years, he has been addicted to smoking, so he didn't dare to say too much. When working late at night, he was used to smoking.

It may be a bit difficult to quit at once.

Su Ming heard Ming Ansheng's tone so unobtrusively, and pushed him away with resentment, "Then you just smoke, I don't want to be with the old man who smokes. I get coughing every morning when I get old, and my sputum is dead. , Choke dead. "

Ming An Sheng's brain supplemented Su Shi's description of his future image, his mouth twitching.

But it was really annoying, so ... he frowned and looked at Su Shi, "so you will be very disgusted when I get old?"

Su Shi nodded. "Yeah, if you become a bad old man, I will hate you."

Her attitude was taken for granted.

It seems to be saying: You are all a bad old man, and like that, you still expect me to love you.

Master Ming was distressed, stretched out his hand and put Su Shi in his arms, and stared down at her with his teeth gritted. "Okay, I must give up smoking."

After speaking, even he despised himself.

"Hook." Su Shi was not satisfied, and stretched out her little finger, humming at Ming Ansheng.

Ming Ansheng looked at Su Shi's little thumb, and couldn't laugh or cry.

Are they definitely now male and female? Aren't parents and children?

Pouting, pulling hooks, and being suspected of being old ...

He looked at Su Shi's serious little appearance, and he had no choice but to reach out and pull her, and finally Su Shi asked for a stamp.

Su Shi was just satisfied. He got out of Ming Ansheng's arms and went to the sofa to sit down.

Ming Ansheng's breakfast was very light on the coffee table. Su Shi glanced disgustingly and opened his breakfast. A bowl of beef noodles with two poached eggs and two chicken wings were delicious.

Ming Ansheng looked at the pile of meat in Su Shi's bowl and twitched silently at the corner of his mouth. "Eat so much meat early in the morning, aren't you tired?"

"You don't need to be jealous of me. It's useless to be jealous of me. You can't eat."

Ming An Sheng sat next to her and looked at her with incomprehensible eyes. From which eyes did she see that he was jealous of her?

The chicken wings were black, apparently what was left over yesterday.

Thinking, he simply reached out and snatched the delicious chicken wings that Su Shi was holding in his hands, and threw them into the trash.

"What are you doing?" Su Ying yelled, his hands were oily in the air.

Ming Ansheng ignored Su Shi's questioning and smoked two tissues to help her wipe her hands.

Su Shi drew back her hands angrily and stared at Ming Ansheng, "Why did you throw my chicken wings?"

"Dirty, unhygienic." Ming Ansheng wiped his hands and looked at Su Shi's bowl. The soup in the beef noodles was also dark, and he bought it at a street stall.