Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

She licked his lips once. Seemingly unsatisfied, she did it repeatedly.

Young Master Yan, hurry up and wake up! Your wife is up to no good!

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Su Yue was lying in bed, crying her heart out for a long time. Gradually, she fell asleep.

Her phone woke her up.

She fumbled for the phone and answered without looking at the screen. “Hello.”

“Yueyue.”

Her favorite voice sounded deeply over the phone.

That voice sounded rather solemn and it jolted Su Yue awake. She hastily sat up and said, “Uncle Ming.”

She glanced at the clock beside her. It was almost midnight.

Ming Ansheng said, “I’m outside your house.”

It startled Su Yue. “Why did you come here? It’s so late.”

Her sleepiness evaporated and she threw her blanket aside. “Give me a minute. I’m coming now.”

She hung up, put on a coat, and picked up her phone.

She trod softly down the stairs.

Mu Li and Yan Weihong were still unaware of their relationship, and she didn’t want to wake them up.

She began to hasten her footsteps when she got downstairs.

She bolted for the door, opened it, and ran out. She ran to open the courtyard gates as gusts of wind ruffled her hair.

Her eyes stopped at a black car a short distance away.

The door swung open and the man got off the car to welcome the girl.

He embraced her tightly.

Su Yue didn’t have time to react when Ming Ansheng’s lips came crushing on hers.

He tightened his arms around her that it almost suffocated her.

She had no idea what had happened, but she knew something troubled Ming Ansheng.

His kisses were passionate, domineering, and possessive.

Su Yue was almost out of breath as she shoved Ming Ansheng away. “Uncle Ming, what’s wrong?”

“Yueyue, let’s get married.” Ming Ansheng gazed at Su Yue and the depths of his eyes were like a deep abyss.

Get married…?

It shocked Su Yue. “What happened?”

Did his grandfather pressure him again into giving up on them?

“I like you.” Ming Ansheng pulled Su Yue back into his embrace and hugged her tightly. “I love you, Yueyue.”

He repeated it endlessly.

Su Yue began to get anxious. She felt that they were drifting apart the more he tightened his grip on her.

She responded to his hug by wrapping her arms around Ming Ansheng. “Uncle Ming, I love you too.”

Su Yue raised her head and gaze at Ming Ansheng. “No matter what happens, you wouldn’t abandon me right?”

Ming Ansheng peered into Su Yue’s eyes.

‘Ming Ansheng, do you think she will still want to be together with you?’

Flames of fury burned in his eyes, and he swooped down on Su Yue’s lips once again.

His actions and silence frightened Su Yue.

Su Yue became frustrated and she said, “Uncle Ming, what’s wrong?!”

Ming Ansheng stared at her and asked, “Yueyue, marry me alright?”

He looked as if something had tormented him.

Su Yue couldn’t bear to see him like this, not to even mention rejecting him. She nodded. “Okay.”

Ming Ansheng passionately kissed her once more. Su Yue was lost in his kisses.

And the night seemed long and endless.

Su Yue’s tiny body was exhausted as she slumped against Ming Ansheng’s chest.

In the pitch-dark room, silence surrounded them. They could only hear each other’s breathing and heartbeats.