Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Su Yue raised the glass and put it at Ming Ansheng's mouth.

Ming Ansheng took a huge gulp, and he wrapped his arms around Su Yue's waist. He smiled and said, "Silly fool. Why would I choke so easily? Previously, I was admitted to the hospital for half a month since my stomach was bleeding. And my medication was twice as much as this. I'm already used to eating so many tablets."

Su Yue's tone and heart softened. "When?"

She was aware that he always had stomach problems. But he was hospitalized for half a month, and he had to take so much medicine. How serious was his condition?

Ming Ansheng replied, "A while after you left."

An affectionate smile played at the corners of his mouth.

It was gentle and warm.

Su Yue sniffed deeply and she punched his chest. "You must have drank a lot," chided Su Yue.

Ming Ansheng bowed his head and pressed his forehead against hers. "I can only see you when I'm drunk."

He tightened his arms around her and swayed her slightly.

He could only see the woman he loved in his dreams after he was drunk. Yueyue visited him often in his dreams.

Su Yue's eyes were red and welling up with tears. "Don't you dare drink again. Neither can you smoke," warned Su Yue with a glare.

"Certainly." Ming Ansheng curled his lips and smiled.

Su Yue bent her head and her eyelashes were dripping with tears. Ming Ansheng tenderly kissed her tears away.

Her salty tears tasted sweet to him.

He couldn't get enough of her, and his kisses were lingering and passionate.

After a storm, there would always be a rainbow.

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"Xiaojiao, time for breakfast."

After Su Yue made breakfast, she yelled for Xiaojiao.

"Okay!" Xiaojiao answered and ran out from the bathroom.

She would instantly appear if there was food around.

Her face still had droplets of water, and her hair stuck to her face.

Su Yue bent and tucked the strands behind her ears and carried her up. She walked out of the room and towards the dining room.

There were two bowls of porridge on the round table, both with tea leaf eggs. There was an aromatic aroma emitting from the food.

Xiaojiao's eyes shone. "Porridge!"

She was beaming happily.

Su Yue asked, "It's porridge today. Do you like it?"

Xiaojiao nodded. "Xiaojiao likes porridge."

"Have more then." Su Yue placed Xiaojiao on the chair and she sat down across her.

Xiaojiao glanced at Su Yue and asked, "Mommy, where is milk?"

Su Yue said, "If you want milk, I'll prepare it now."

Xiaojiao had a habit of drinking milk every morning.

Su Yue put her spoon down and was about to stand up.

Xiaojiao said, "Mommy. Milk after porridge."

"Okay." Su Yue sat down once more.

Xiaojiao could only reach the food when she knelt down. She gripped her bowl with her chubby hands and slurped the food with relish.

She was thoroughly enjoying her food.

She paused to rest after she finished half a bowl.

Su Yue glanced at her and smiled. "Xiaojiao, Uncle is sick. Shall we visit him later?"

Xiaojiao asked, sounding worried. "Why is Uncle sick?"

Su Yue replied, "He has a fever and flu."

"Okay." Xiaojiao nodded and continued, "I will put cold towel for Uncle."