1388 The Meaning of the Tattoo Part Fourteen (1/2)

His gaze lingered on the dining table for a few seconds. Frustration and self-accusation filled him up.

Without changing out of his shoes, he entered the front porch and looked towards the sofa.

The small girl was curled up in a corner of the sofa. If he didn't look closely, he might have missed her.

”Yueyue,” Ming Ansheng called out as he rushed over to her. He bent over and scooped her up.

It woke her up.

Su Yue sleepily opened her eyes. She pouted when she saw the familiar, handsome face. ”Uncle Ming, why did you turn off your phone?”

It was as if she was sleep-talking. She closed her eyes and had no further movement.

Ming Ansheng's heart ached. He couldn't hold in his longing for her. His… love for her.

He hugged her tightly in his arms, and he kissed her smooth face with his soft lips. ”Yueyue, will you wake up to have a candlelit dinner with me?”

Su Yue was already in a peaceful sleep, and she found Ming Ansheng annoying. She pushed him away and said, ”No. I want to sleep, don't disturb me.”

”Yueyue, eat with me. Or else I won't let you sleep.” He placed her down and crushed his huge body on hers.

She wouldn't be able to sleep under his weight no matter how tired she was.

Su Yue opened her eyes and frowned at the man who was crushing her.

”Hmph. You're back so late, the food has turned cold. Everything has turned cold. My heart has turned cold.”

She then pouted and looked away from him in anger.

Ming Ansheng held her face in her hands and smiled. ”It's my fault. I'm sorry. I'll punish myself with three shots, alright?”

Su Yue refuted angrily. ”Three shots aren't enough. You have to drink one bottle.”