Chapter 1674 - Uncle Is Giving Mommy CPR (Part Two)
Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She nodded and craned her neck. Confused and curious, she blinked and stared at Ming Ansheng and Su Yueâs lips.
Ming Ansheng was about to kiss her again when he saw Xiaojiao staring at them. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at her. âWhatâs wrong?â
He didnât blush or get nervous, but Su Yue wasnât as calm as him.
She became frustrated after consecutive failed attempts at pushing him away. âMing Ansheng, thatâs enough.â
He was being so shameless in front of Xiaojiao. CPR? Wasnât he afraid of retribution if he kept lying, especially to his daughter?
Xiaojiao became frightened when she saw that Su Yue was angry. She patted Su Yueâs elbow gently. âMommy, whatâs wrong?â
âMommyâs face is so red. She must be very sick,â she thought.
âNothing.â Su Yue shook her head and smiled immediately. âEverything is fine. Nothing is wrong.â
Then she glared menacingly at Ming Ansheng.
Ming Ansheng was still looking at her with mischief. His body was still hovering over hers, and he didnât seem like he was going to release her anytime soon.
But Su Yue was afraid of scaring Xiaojiao, so she held in her anger.
âUncle, is Mommy alive now?â Xiaojiao observed them for a while before asking. She was worried because they werenât moving.
The character in the story only required CPR because he was dying. Was Mommy alright now?
Then she looked at Su Yue and carefully observed her.
Ming Ansheng shook his head. âNo. But your Mommy is being naughty, she refuses to accept treatment.â
Su Yue was speechless...
When did this fellow become as shameless as her third brother?
âMommy...â Xiaojiao suddenly started sobbing in fright. She pulled at his elbow and said, âGive Mommy CPR, give Mommy CPR.â
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Su Yue didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
Ming Anshengâs eyes gleamed craftily before kissing Xiaojiao on the cheek. âDarling, donât cry. Uncle will bring your Mommy back to life. I will give your Mommy a lot of CPR, alright?â
Xiaojiao nodded. âGood Uncle, I donât want Mommy to die.â
She immediately stopped crying and rubbed her eyes.
Su Yue looked at Xiaojiaoâs puffy eyes and anger overcame her. She glared at him and ordered, âMing Ansheng, get off me now.â
This fellow would do anything to satisfy his desires.
Was he perverted, making a child cry early in the morning?
âXiaojiao, Mommy doesnât want CPR.â Ming Ansheng ignored Su Yue.
Xiaojiao started bawling again when she heard it. âMommy...â
Her tears rolled down her cheeks.
Ming Ansheng felt smug. It frustrated Su Yue.
She pushed Ming Ansheng away with all her might before carrying Xiaojiao. She coaxed, âXiaojiao, donât cry. Uncle was lying to you. Mommy wonât die. Mommy is fine.â
Then she coldly glared at Ming Ansheng.
Ming Ansheng was lying on his side, his head propped up with his arm.
A sly and crafty smile crept onto his face.
This man was almost thirty, but he had become more thick-skinned. Wasnât he supposed to be a composed, mature man?
He used to blush and look around whenever she acted cute around him in public.