Chapter 1739 God Assist (25)

Su Yong was wrapped in a blanket, and Ming Ancheng looked at her, feeling as if a jar of thousand-year-old vinegar had been knocked over.

'pain……'

He suddenly thought of Su Yue's reaction when he was lingering with Su Yue just now.

pain? It's not the first time, why does it hurt?

"I'm really tired." Su Yue suddenly waved her hands again, turned around, and turned her back to Ming Ancheng.

Ming Ancheng's thoughts were interrupted, she saw Su Yue's petite body, shrinking in front of him, he was within reach, and she truly possessed it.

The sour taste in my heart disappeared in an instant.

She loved him, and now she was his again, what else could he be dissatisfied with?

Thinking about it, he smiled, bent over to Su Yue's ear, very gentle, "Baby, I'll carry you over."

"Uncle Ming, I don't want to move anymore." Su Yue shook her head and waved her hands, refusing to take a bath no matter what.

Really really tired.

"You didn't move at all." Ming Ancheng couldn't help complaining.

Is he moving from start to finish?

Su Yue blushed, she turned her head, pouted and looked at Ming Ancheng, "Then you still feel wronged?"

Ming Ancheng shook his head and denied, "No."

How dare he.

Su Yong was sleepy at first, but after Ming Ancheng made such a fuss, she regained her energy.

She stretched out her hand to scratch her head, looked at the phone on the coffee table and said to Ming Ancheng, "Call Sister Hooligan and ask if she's here."

Ming Ancheng frowned depressedly, "At this time..."

At this time, at this time, how could she think of other things?

Before he finished speaking, Su Yue interrupted him, "It's daytime in China."

"Oh." Ming Ancheng reluctantly picked up the phone and handed it to Su Yue.

Then he went back to lie down next to Su Yue, and stretched out his arms to hug her.

"Uncle Ming, don't force me to keep you from getting out of bed."

Just as Ming Ancheng stretched out his other hand to put it on Su Yue's chest, Su Yue suddenly turned to look at him and said threateningly.

Ming Ancheng pursed his mouth, his outstretched hand was hanging in the air, he didn't know whether to move forward or back.

fuck fuck fuck!

Shouldn't this be said by a man?

After reacting, Young Master Ming felt that his pride had been provoked, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation and squeezed it.

Su Yue suffered from pain, her eyebrows twitched twice, the phone in her hand got through, and she said to Ming Ancheng with her eyes: You are doomed.

Then he turned to the phone and asked with concern: "Sister Hooligan, have you arrived in Kyoto yet?"

Zhou Shuang said, "Just got off the plane and got into the car, how do you know I'm back to Kyoto?"

Her voice sounded a little hoarse, as if she had just cried.

Su Yong felt a little distressed, she didn't expose it, didn't ask questions, and replied flatly: "Ming Ancheng told me."

"Jiaojiao is sick, I left in a hurry and didn't have time to tell you."

"What happened to Jiaojiao?"

"Cold and fever, you don't have to worry."

"Oh, then go back and be with her quickly, children will miss their mother even more when they are sick."

"Um."

Zhou Shuang nodded slightly, then greeted Su Yue, and hung up the phone.

The blue sky is a luxury for Kyoto in winter, and today's Kyoto is like the sky, foggy.

Zhou Shuang rested his elbows on the car window, looking out the window dully.

The two little guys sitting next to them were very energetic on the plane and fell asleep at the moment.

Classic old music echoed in the carriage.

'I have a flower of words, planted in my heart, budding and waiting to be free, day and night, I am eagerly waiting, someone with a heart will come to dream... The woman flower is swaying in the world of mortals, the woman flower is gently swaying with the wind ...'

After a song ended, she was still immersed in it.

When the car stopped, the driver reminded her in a low voice that she had arrived. When she came back to her senses, she found that tears were streaming down her face.