Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

“The water is here. Drink some warm water first.”

The server came with water and Su Yue hurriedly passed the glass to Ming Ansheng.

“Yueyue, you’re so concerned for me.” Ming Ansheng received the glass and gripped Su Yue’s hand tightly, too.

He curled his lips seductively and used his thumb to gently massage her knuckles.

In a seductive manner.

Su Yue blushed crimson as she tried to retract her hand. But Ming Ansheng held on to her tightly and she couldn’t manage to.

Everyone around them were eating quietly in the restaurant. Su Yue didn’t want to make a scene, and so she merely glared at him.

Ming Ansheng seemed as though he didn’t care. So, he grinned even more cheekily.

“Yueyue, your skin is still as smooth and tender as before.” Ming Ansheng pulled her hand towards him before he bent to kiss her hand.

He finally relinquished his grip.

Su Yue suppressed her rage. She pulled tissues to wipe the spot on her hand where Ming Ansheng had kissed her.

Ming Ansheng didn’t seem affected, and he took a sip of the water.

As though he was drinking wine, he seemed to be thoroughly savoring the taste. His eyes had never once left Su Yue’s face.

Su Yue had an uncomfortable time during dinner since Ming Ansheng was staring at her intently.

She finished a small portion of her steak.

She put down her fork and knife and turned to Xiaojiao. The lass had finished an entire steak and she was licking her plate.

Her chubby hands held the plate tightly.

Su Yue was exasperated and her mouth twitched.

She didn’t starve or limit her food intake at all. She always ate whatever she wanted.

How could she act as though she was starved?

Ming Ansheng furrowed his eyebrows and deliberately cast a contemptuous look at Su Yue. “Look at how you treat your daughter. She is so pitiful and she is still licking the plate.”

He pulled the plate away from Xiaojiao’s hand and said, “Xiaojiao, Daddy will give you mine.”

“No. You’re unwell.” Su Yue pushed her plate towards Xiaojiao instead. “Eat mine.”

She cut the steak into small pieces and fed Xiaojiao.

“Xiaojiao, you can’t eat too much. You will get indigestion.”

“Mm.” Xiaojiao nodded as she chewed vigorously.

That stomach of hers was like a bottomless pit.

She used her palm to wipe the sauce off her chin.

Ming Ansheng saw that and he frowned. “Little princess, you can’t do that.”

He used his napkin to clean her mouth.

Xiaojiao opened her mouth as she turned towards Su Yue. Then Su Yue fed her another piece of steak.

Her mouth was smeared with sauce, and Ming Ansheng wiped for her once again.

So, he and Su Yue fed and wiped her mouth, respectively.

The way they took care of her seemed so natural and blissful.

…

After a long dinner, they exited the restaurant to howling winds.

The heater was turned on in the car. All of them felt warm and contented as they peered out of the windows.

Xiaojiao fell asleep in no time. Ming Ansheng slowed down his speed, but they still reached home shortly.