1391 The Meaning of the Tattoo Part Seventeen

F*ck. He wasn't referring to the wine!

He saw the sly gleam in her eye and he knew that she was feigning ignorance. She was teasing him.

"Alright, little one. You're getting naughty." Ming Ansheng pushed her onto the bed and sat on her, pinning her down as a form of restraint.

He then placed the wine bottle to his mouth and continued chugging.

He drank almost half the bottle at once.

He was chugging too much that he couldn't swallow in time, so the red liquid leaked out of the corners of his mouth and dripped down his fair skin, flowing down his bobbing throat.

It was incredibly sexy.

Su Yue was in a daze. She didn't know what he was trying to do. She didn't believe that he was doing this just because she ordered him to finish the entire bottle.

"Uncle Ming, what are you doing?" she asked.

Ming Ansheng removed the bottle from his lips. It was almost empty and it stained his lips exceptionally red.

He smiled. "Just drinking to liven things up!"

He finished the remaining wine and threw the bottle aside, lying down to kiss her.

'Oh….'

Su Yue had grown accustomed to his ways in bed. She now knew him at the back of her hand.

She knew exactly when to protest or give in to his advances. Young Master Ming couldn't get enough of her.

As the saying went: 'When a woman is too beautiful, no man could ever resist her.'

…

"President."

"President."

Ming Ansheng entered the company in a tuxedo. People started greeting him and he nodded back.

There was even a faint smile on his face.

The lifts were the busiest from eight-thirty to nine in the morning. Both lifts were filled.

Ming Ansheng tucked his hands into his pockets and walked over. Immediately, the crowd parted for him so that he could enter first.

"You guys can join me," Ming Ansheng said plainly.

Usually, in such a circumstance, everyone would wait for the next lift, and the big boss would take the lift alone.

Ming Ansheng didn't enjoy squeezing in the lift with a crowd, so he never objected.

But today, he actually invited them to take the same lift?!

Everyone was sizing him up carefully and they realized that he had become more refreshed after disappearing for a few days.

Although he had invited them, nobody was willing to take the same lift as him. They nodded and said that they would take the next lift.

Ming Ansheng let them be and closed the lift doors.

One side of the lift was a mirror and he turned towards it. He looked at his reflection and frowned.

Then he pursed his lips.

Was he usually that scary? Why didn't they dare to take the same lift as him?

He frowned again and puffed up his cheeks, looking downwards… mimicking Su Yue.

The security guard in the surveillance room was drinking a glass of water. When he saw the big boss acting adorable in the lift, he spat the water onto the screens.

'Did boss take the wrong medication today?'

…

After the trip to Country M, it had considerably lifted Ming Ansheng's mood.

Before, when he saw the news that Su Yue and Jiao Chen had spent the night together in his dorm, he thought that she had already slept with him.

Although he felt terrible, he didn't mind.

But that night, he had carefully sounded her out.