Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Frowning and cursing in his heart, he got up reluctantly and got out of bed to open the door.

She was wearing the same parent-child homewear as Su Xiaoqiao, loose and loose, and she looked very petite.

A long-haired lunatic with a waist around her head was scattered around her head, and she took a lazy step out of the room, yawning, and reached out and held her head.

The more she scratched her hair, the more chaotic.

At the gate, she reached out to open the door. When she saw the person, her eyes narrowed suddenly.

Suddenly sober.

"You ...?" Su Ying looked at the two men standing in front of her house in surprise, big and small.

"mom."

A crisp 'Mom' passed into Su Shi's ear like a curse, and she jumped up immediately.

"Your kid's head wasn't smashed enough? Is it dare to yell, I really sealed the mouth with that tape."

Su Shi reached out and warned Ming Beichen, who was smiling at her hippie, and then quickly glanced at Ming Ansheng.

Asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

She stood at the door and had no intention of inviting them into the room.

He didn't wait for Ming Ansheng to answer. She turned her teeth and looked at her with a smile. "Mom, we're going back to China today and come to say hello to you."

His ‘Mom’ shouted smoothly and affectionately.

Su Ying blushed, and in the face of Ming Ansheng, she felt more embarrassed as she corrected it, so she quickly sent them away.

Thinking, she frowned at Beibei Road, "I see, I wish you all the best."

"Mom, give me my schoolbag." Beibei said, he went straight into the house and walked past Su Shi.

Upon entering the door, he opened the shoe cabinet skillfully and changed shoes, just like his own home.

After changing his shoes, he looked out of the door again and looked at Ming Ansheng, beckoning him, "Dad, come in, what are you standing at the door?"

Su Shi: "..."

She clenched her fists with both hands, trying to resist the urge to blast the young Master Ming's head.

Ming An Sheng nodded, "OK."

So he also lifted his feet, uninvited, entered the door, and walked tall beside Su Shi.

The father and son were so familiar in coming and going in her house.

Su Shi frowned and was very annoyed, but when they thought they were going to return home soon, the air ticket must have been booked.

I won't stay too long, so I don't care.

Ming An Sheng entered the door, glanced around the living room, modern decoration style, photos of Su Xiaoqiao are displayed everywhere in the home.

His footsteps couldn't help walking towards the photo wall, which recorded Su Xiaoqiao's changes from childhood to childhood.

Newborn, one hundred days, one year old, two years old ...

Ming An Sheng looked up and looked at it, his hands could not help but reach a photo of Su Xiaoqiao wearing only diapers for a hundred days.

When the little girl was very young, she grew very well, and sounded like a little jujube.

He squinted at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of savvy eyes, there was a trace of clear water.

Excitement, regret, and more guilt.

How much did he miss?

Su Shi poured a glass of water in preparation for Ming Ansheng. This is the minimum etiquette.

She turned around holding the water glass and saw Ming Ansheng standing in front of the photo wall. She paused with a look of expression on her face.

"Mom, I'm going back to school." Bei Bei suddenly said.

He put his schoolbag on his shoulder and looked at Su Shi with a smile. "I will study hard and give you and my dad a glory in the future."