Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife
chapter-1322

Ming Ansheng frowned as he scrutinized the little lass. “Haven’t you watch TV shows? Didn’t you read novels? Or your textbooks?”

Su Yue sheepishly grinned.

Her grin and expression made Ming Ansheng feel as though she had been mocking and deceiving him.

He stretched his hand to pinch her waist. “You bad girl, how dare you to trick me.”

Su Yue screamed and writhed in pain. She chortled and replied softly, “I’m not! I’m not tricking you.”

She knew a little about these matters, but she really had no idea about the changes in a man’s body.

Ming Ansheng’s gaze turned intense as he watched her innocent smile. After a long time, he gravely said, “Yueyue, you’re still young.”

He straightened his back and retreated from Su Yue. He sat down before adjusting his clothes.

He stole furtive glances at his lower part of his body. He was in agony.

Su Yue clambered up into a sitting position as she glanced at Ming Ansheng. “Don’t you love me?”

Third Brother loved Third sister-in-law and he yearned to be with her all day long. But… why did Uncle Ming distance himself away from her? He even rejected her advances.

“I love you.” Ming Ansheng gazed into Su Yue’s eyes and his expression was so tender. “It’s because I love you, I can’t bear to hurt you.”

F*ck. Why was he so cliché and so pretentious?

She had already turned legal lawfully, so why couldn’t she?

But he just couldn’t bear to do it when he saw how frail and delicate she was.

Su Yue responded vaguely with an ‘oh’.

She raised her glass and emptied it in a gulp. She stood up and said to Ming Ansheng, “I’m going to sleep.”

After that, she raised her feet and walked towards the bedroom.

Ming Ansheng knew that he had upset her.

He sprinted after her. “Yueyue, are you angry?”

“I’m not,” Su Yue said.

But her tone showed that she was angry. She was furious.

“Don’t be angry.” Ming Ansheng caught up with Su Yue and hugged her tightly from the back. He coaxed her gently and breathed into her ear. “Silly fool, don’t be angry. It’s really painful and I can’t bear to inflict this pain on you.”

“How did you know?” Su Yue turned to look at Ming Ansheng. “Those women that you have slept with before, were they all in pain?”

Su Yue knew of the pain, especially during the first time. She had read about it online.

Ming Ansheng was speechless.

She had to mention the pot that doesn’t boil?

Young Master Ming’s face turned grave, and he wound his hands tightly around Su Yue once more. He mumbled softly. “Don’t be angry. Let’s wait till you get older…”

Su Yue suddenly sealed his lips with a kiss, breaking him off in mid-sentence.

Ming Ansheng’s eyes were huge with shock. He stared in disbelief at how bold Su Yue was. She hugged him several times before, but this time it was different. She was passionately kissing him right now.

Her soft and delicate lips were so alluring and her breath smelled of wine.

Ming Ansheng instinctively returned the kiss as well. He drew his breath deeply.

Shit. There was no way he could contain the beast within him tonight.

Both of them simultaneously moved towards the bedroom.

When they reached the bed, Su Yue put her arms around Ming Ansheng’s neck and pulled him along with her as she collapsed on the bed.

She gazed at Ming Ansheng with a serious expression. “Uncle Ming, you promised me that I will be your only woman in the future.”