Chapter 982: Take Me to Get a Tattoo Now
In this way, even if there is no end to this road, at least he can see her for a while.
The speed of the car was too fast just now, Su Yue's hair was blown by the wind, and a few strands of hair were attached to his lips, Ming Ansheng slowly reached out and gently brushed away a few strands of hair that were attached to Su Yue's lips.
The tip of his index finger deliberately ran over her rosy lips.
The heart is pounding again.
This girl is as beautiful as a flower fairy coming out of a painting, like a fairy flying out of the mountains, no wonder so many people want to have it.
Su Yue was stunned by his staring, "Uncle Ming, why are you looking at me like this?" ”
She asked, touching her face, "Is there anything on my face?" ”
"Yueyue." Ming Ansheng called her softly.
The tone was extremely gentle.
"Huh?" Su Yue was stared at by Ming Ansheng a little inexplicably, but she felt that her face was suddenly a little hot.
She thought it might be the cause of the loose hair, so she tied it up with an eraser.
Just when a gust of wind was blowing, she was refreshed.
Sure enough, it's the cause of the loose hair.
"Do you have someone you like?" Ming Ansheng suddenly asked.
After asking, he felt a little abrupt, afraid that Su Yue would guess or see something, and he wanted to cover it up without charging anything.
But Su Yue had already nodded without hesitation, "Yes, ......"
She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ming Ansheng, "I mean so many boys chasing you, don't you have one who likes it?" ”
He knew that she must be the first to say, yes, my third sister-in-law.
"I don't like them." Su Yue shook her head, and even frowned to show disgust, but suddenly she smiled sweetly, "I like Brother Qi Lei." ”
Ming Ansheng's heart sank sharply at the same time, sinking to the bottom.
He smiled dumbfoundedly, "...... Be...... Is it? ”
Did she really like that little Chinese medicine doctor?
"yes." Su Yue nodded, as if to arouse her interest, she smiled and said, "I especially like the chicken wings made by Brother Qi Lei, and the chicken wings made by no restaurant are as delicious as those made by him." ”
As she spoke, the appearance and taste of the chicken wings flashed in her mind.
Ming Ansheng: "......"
He suddenly felt that he was playing the harp to the cow.
"I'll send you back." Ming Ansheng said, starting to play the steering wheel, ready to turn.
Su Yue frowned, "Isn't it okay to go around for a while?" ”
"It's late." Ming Ansheng turned the car around, stopped, and looked at Su Yue seriously.
"Why don't you take me to get a tattoo now?" Su Yue said and suddenly pounced on Ming Ansheng, holding his arm with both hands and coquettishly, "Uncle Ming, you take me to get a tattoo, just go tonight." ”
The glutinous voice, like a feather, tickled Ming Ansheng's heart and nerves all over his body.
He looked down, her little head close at hand, and he bent down slightly, smelling the nice smell of shampoo on her head.
He wanted to get closer, closer, and kiss her eyebrows, even the sideburns.
Under the charming moonlight, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer.
However, good things are always grinding.
The mobile phone rang suddenly at this time, and Ming Ansheng woke up suddenly.
He came to his senses and straightened his waist suddenly, happy but annoyed, and in the midst of all the entanglement, he had emotions.
He reached out impatiently and took out the phone from the storage compartment, looked at the caller ID, his eyes became colder, he didn't answer, he hung up directly.
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