Chapter 1231 The Price of Going Beyond the Threshold (1)

Su Yue was still in Ming Ancheng's confession, but was brought back to his thoughts by his kiss.

She clutched Ming Ancheng's clothes with both hands, lowered her head, not daring to look at his face.

The longing embrace she longed for made her greedy for a while, just for a while.

Ming Ancheng hugged Su Yue, strode out of the warehouse and got into the car.

"drive."

Before the door was closed, he gave an order to the driver.

The driver started the car, and he slammed the door shut with a bang.

Su Yue's half of her chest was still exposed, and the edge of her clothes rubbed against her burnt area. The pain, for her weak system, was enough to make her faint.

She gritted her teeth, her eyebrows twitching all the time.

"Yueyue." Ming Ancheng sat beside Su Yue, and stretched out his hand to help her remove the clothes.

Her fair and flawless skin made her wound even more shocking, and Ming Ancheng's heart was always tugging.

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

The wound touched a large area, and there was a small section below it that was blistered and swollen.

But such a private part...

Ming Ancheng thought for a while, got up and stretched out his hand, stretched out his hand, and snapped off the rearview mirror. The sudden movement startled the driver and almost stepped on the brakes.

"Don't look back." Ming Ansheng ordered the driver, and then took off his suit to block Su Yue.

Immediately afterwards, he tore Su Yue's clothes off forcefully.

More than half of Su Yue's upper body was exposed.

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

"hiss……"

When her hand touched the wound, she instinctively took it away again.

Ming Ancheng stared at her wound without blinking his eyes. Su Yue knew that she was looking at her wound, but...that was such a hidden part.

She hastened to pull up her clothes.

"Don't move." Ming Ancheng's deep voice seemed to be bewitched by magic power, bewitching Su Yue.

She grabbed the clothes with her hands and stopped moving.

The man lowered his head and blew gently on her wound.

Su Yue lowered her eyes, watching that scene, her heart beat faster and faster.

The faster the heart beat, the more painful the wound was, and the more painful it was, the clearer her mind became.

'You are Xiaosan, your mother ruined other people's families, I will not let you ruin my marriage with Ming Ancheng...'

"Shameless little bitch, as expected of a mistress, just like your mother..."

'Do you know what Grandpa Ming said? He won't let you, an illegitimate daughter of a junior, enter the door of Ming's house, Ming Ancheng went to take wedding photos with me this morning...'

Tang Feiling's words echoed in Su Yue's ears, torturing her over and over again.

"Uncle Ming, don't do this." Su Yong's emotions seemed to have reached a limit, and she suddenly burst. She reached out and pushed Ming Ancheng away, then grabbed his suit and wrapped herself up.

She moved away from the car door and distanced herself from Ming Ancheng.

Then she turned her head and looked at him coldly, "I don't like you like this, Qiao Chen will be upset when he sees it."

When Ming Ancheng heard this, his body and expression froze for a moment.

He stared at Su Yue in a daze for a while, then nodded slightly, "Okay... I see, don't be angry."

These words, coming out of her mouth, are so difficult.