Chapter 1389 The Meaning of Tattoos (15)

He raised his eyebrows with interest, "Why are you so shy?"

Su Yue's face turned even redder, she lowered her head and whispered coquettishly, "Uncle Ming, you are so annoying."

Ming Ancheng frowned in confusion, "Why do I hate it?"

"You actually called me baby." Su Yue's voice was so small that it was barely audible.

"So I'm blushing because of this." Ming Ancheng said with a smile, he walked across to Su Yue, then looked at her and asked, "Then do you like me calling you that?"

Under the light, the smile in the corner of his eyes was evil and coquettish.

"En." Su Tongxie nodded without being pretentious at all, then she raised her head to look at Ming Ancheng, and warned again: "But you can't yell in front of others."

Ming Ancheng nodded his head and gave a 'hmm', his eyes were full of jokes, "This kind of address is not suitable for calling in front of people."

Su Yue blinked and asked curiously, "When was that time?"

Ming Ancheng didn't answer her, but said calmly: "Let's start."

Su Yue reached out to pick up the knife and fork to cut the steak, but found that it couldn't be cut at all.

She couldn't help recalling the anxious mood she was waiting for just now, and angrily put down the knife and fork, "It's cold, I can't cut it."

"I'll heat it up." Ming Ancheng quickly got up, picked up the plate in front of him, walked up to Su Yue, and picked up his plate.

Then into the kitchen.

Su Yue got up and followed behind him, stopping at the kitchen door.

The kitchen was messed up by Su Yue, and Ming Ancheng searched for a while before he found a place to put the two plates down.

He picked up the microwave box and put the steak in the microwave.

Then he put on his apron, and put the dirty pots and bowls into the sink.

Su Yue lay on the door frame, looking at the figure of the man busy in the kitchen, his nice hands holding the rag, which made her feel so gentle and warm.

"Uncle Ming, didn't you cook for those women who slept with you before?" Su Yue asked suddenly.

Ming Ansheng: "..."

This girl, in the middle of the night, which pot is not open and which pot is lifted.

The tone of her question was indifferent, but he answered that he must consider it carefully and satisfy her.

Otherwise, she would definitely lock herself into the second bedroom tonight.

He smiled calmly, "Of course not, I don't have those women at all."

"Stop lying, Lu Yinan said you had your first time when you were seventeen." Su Yue said belatedly, and stared at Ming Ancheng, "By the way, I almost forgot about this, hmph !"

As she spoke, she stomped her feet, twisted her waist, turned around and walked towards the sofa angrily.

Ming Ancheng hurriedly chased him out, "Yueyue, can you believe what Lu Yinan said?"

Su Yue looked at Ming Ancheng, and asked, "Then you mean you didn't have your first time when you were seventeen?"

Ming Ancheng frowned, "Can't we stop talking about the past?"

"Why didn't you mention it?" Su Yue pouted and asked, "You're guilty, aren't you?"

Ming Ancheng was guilty, but he knew that he couldn't show it in front of Su Yue.

He walked up to Su Yue and sat down, put his arms around her waist, and coaxed softly: "I've never cooked for others before, you are the first and the last."

This kind of words are still very useful for little girls. A smile appeared in Su Yue's eyes, but her face was still full of anger. She looked at Ming Ancheng and said coldly: "I didn't drink a bottle of wine. Don't talk to me."

Ming Ancheng nodded, "Okay, I'll go drink."

(There are still five chapters to go, five hundred chapters to grab the building and give red envelopes, and a little more than two hundred, girls, click to read the next chapter and see if there are still tickets...)