Chapter 1270: We Can Only Be Sneaky (3)

With the mentality of giving it a try again, she reached out to ring the doorbell.

"Lu Yinan, ...... you annoying"

The door suddenly opened, and with the sound of complaining, a tall man appeared in front of Su Yue's eyes.

Looking at each other, both of them were stunned.

Ming Ansheng's body seemed to be weak, leaning softly against the door frame, his face and lips were pale.

Seeing Su Yue, his heart was undoubtedly excited and joyful, and he forgot to react for a while.

"Uncle Ming." Su Yue spoke first, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Ming Ansheng's face.

A pair of hands, the palms of the hands began to sweat, and the lips were about to be bitten by themselves.

"Yueyue." Although Ming Ansheng was very excited, he still couldn't hide the weakness in his voice.

He shouted to Su Yue, and a pair of hands wanted to reach out and hug her, but he didn't dare.

Snatched her cup that day, and she crouched there crying like a child.

He was afraid that he would scare her away and give her more pressure and burden.

After a while, Su Yue whispered again, "I heard that you are sick and have stomach bleeding, do you still hurt?" ”

Ming Ansheng didn't know how Su Yue knew that he was sick, he wanted to say that Rusheng would not deliberately tell her, he must have been too late to hide it.

After being stunned for a moment, he nodded, "I'm very sick and I am dying of pain." ”

For the first time, Ming Ansheng felt that he was actually shameless, and he always despised Yan Rusheng and Lu Yinan.

He originally wondered why Su Yue came over suddenly, but now he knew that she didn't know where she heard that he was sick, so she came.

He didn't have time to think about why Su Yue came to visit him, and he was only thinking about how to win more sympathy from her.

Ming Ansheng covered his chest, frowned, and vividly interpreted the pain.

Seeing this, Su Yue hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Uncle Ming, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Her little hand grabbed Ming Ansheng's arm.

Ming Ansheng was wearing only thin pajamas, and he could clearly feel the wet sweat in her soft palms.

It's so cold outside today, and there is only one reason why this girl is sweating so much in her palms...... Nervous.

It can't be fear.

Ming Ansheng thought about it and looked at Su Yue funny, "What are you nervous about?" ”

Su Yue, "Where am I nervous?" ”

"Your palms are covered with sweat."

"Uh......" Su Yue realized that she reached out and grabbed Ming Ansheng's arm without thinking about it just now, and he quickly let go of his hand.

But before he could take it back, he was clasped by Ming Ansheng on the wrist of one hand, and then he grabbed her soft little hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at her, "Yueyue, do you care about me?" ”

"Hmm."

"I actually...... Actually, you don't have to care. ”

When Su Yue heard this, her eyes were stunned, she didn't understand what Ming Ansheng meant by this, he didn't need her to care, did he not like her?

Her eyes were clear, watery.

Ming Ansheng said, "You ran over like this, aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be unhappy?" ”

Young Master Ming, you are so hypocritical! You're about to become a man, okay?

"It's all your fault, he doesn't want me anymore." Su Yue blamed Ming Ansheng with disgust, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten again.

She lowered her head and wrung her fingers.

It's all your fault, he doesn't want me anymore......

Ming Ansheng's mind turned so fast, of course, he could understand that they broke up at once.

Heart...... Uncontrollably excited.

Oh, it's not a once, how can you describe it in a moment, it's just ecstatic.

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