Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife Chapter 1734 - Even God is Helping (Part Twenty)

Chapter 1734: Even God is Helping (Part Twenty)

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Su Yue turned to Xiaojiao and waited for her to respond.
She wanted to know what Xiaojiao would say.
Ming Ansheng immediately lifted Xiaojiao and sweetly said, “Xiaojiao, Daddy bought lots of candies for you. Do you want them?”
He certainly knew the way to a glutton’s heart.
Xiaojiao nodded without hesitation. “I want! Little Daddy is the best.”
She wrapped her arms around Ming Ansheng’s neck.
Ming Ansheng frowned and stiffly corrected, “It’s not Little Daddy. It’s Daddy.”
It sounded as though he was her stepfather.
Xiaojiao pouted and looked a bit reluctant.
Ming Ansheng didn’t want her to throw a tantrum so he didn’t press on. He turned around and walked in the direction of his place.
He raised her up so that she could sit on his shoulders.
Su Yue hastened her footsteps and said, “She is already so big…”
And she was quite heavy too.
Su Yue stopped when she heard their tinkling laughter.
She pressed her lips together and retracted her hands.
Their shadows cast on the ground—long and narrow under the lamps.
Ming Ansheng walked in curves so their shadows seemed to dance.
Su Yue stowed her hands inside the pockets of her coat and trailed after them. A blissful smile drifted across her face as she watched them.
“Mommy, faster!”
Xiaojiao shouted ahead.
Su Yue nodded and hastened her footsteps.
She took out her hands from the pockets and strode quickly.
“Little Daddy, faster! Mommy is going to catch us!” urged Xiaojiao as she prodded Ming Ansheng’s head.
Her expression had excitement mingled with anxiety as she waited for Su Yue to catch them.
Was this girl slapping his head now? Ming Ansheng frowned in amusement. Even if his daughter wanted to pluck all his hair, he would still allow her to do so.
With a tender expression in his eyes, he held Xiaojiao’s legs tightly. “Hold on!”
Then he sprinted forward.
Xiaojiao held tightly to Ming Ansheng’s head, and her laughter pierced through the wintery air. Ming Ansheng and Su Yue smiled when they heard her.
The joy and warmth shattered the cold and icy night.
…
They reached home and took out the key to unlock the door.
Ming Ansheng put Xiaojiao on the couch before presenting her with the snacks and candies. “All for Xiaojiao.”
It had taken up most of the space in his huge suitcase. His clothes only occupied a small corner.
“So many!” Xiaojiao leaped off the couch and began to rummage through the food.
She loved all of them.
How she wished she could try all of them.
Su Yue stood at the front porch with a frown. “Why are you so excited? It’s just junk food.”
It sounded as though she was chiding Xiaojiao for being too easily satisfied.