'Uncle Ming, my period is here and my stomach hurts. Can you give me a massage?'
She had been so open with him once. Most of the time, she always acted as if… she was his daughter, instead of his girlfriend except during intimacy.
Although the age gap between them wasn't that significant.
But he still enjoyed doting on her.
Ming Ansheng leaned against the bathroom door and reminisced about their relationship which barely lasted half a year.
Those days were the happiest times of his life.
Su Yue has changed out of her stained clothes.
Ming Ansheng heard the sounds of the door opening and he jumped. He turned and saw Su Yue walking out.
Su Yue had washed her face and droplets of water still remained on her face. Her cheeks were flushed because of embarrassment.
To Ming Ansheng, she was the most enchanting and beautiful thing at the moment.
"Uncle Ming, thank you."
