Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

"Oh." he Bing came over.

"I'll go out first." Ye Ming wants to leave.

But he Bing's little hand stretched out and grabbed his sleeve.

Ye Ming steps and looks back at her.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see the wound on me? Don't you want to see it?" he Bing blinked and Yu Jie looked at him very simply.

Ye Ming pursed his thin lips, "I want to see."

He Bing took his big hand and put his big hand on his clothes button. Her voice was very soft and charming with a frivolous and slow twist. "What are you doing? Untie my clothes button quickly."

Ye Ming doesn't know whether she meant it or not. He is a mature and normal man. She seems to have given him all kinds of hints, but he has no evidence.

Ye Ming's fingers fell on her buttons and untied them one by one.

She took off her coat. Inside her was a black vest. What had a strong visual impact with black was her white and greasy skin. Now her skin was full of wounds.

"How did you get so many injuries?" Ye Ming frowned, and his eyes were full of heartache. As long as he thought that these injuries were for him, his heart hurt. "Have you been on the ointment?"

"Well, sister wanwan has been to me. I still have more serious injuries. Do you want to see it?"

"Of course. Where is it?"

"Here," he Bing held his big hand and pulled his hand onto his skirt.

Ye Ming quickly looked up at her and saw he Bingmei smiling at him.

She did it on purpose!

Absolutely on purpose!

She's been flirting with him!

"Be honest and take a bath quickly!" Ye Ming took back his hand, turned and went out.

......

Ye Ming pulls out his long legs and enters the room, closing the sliding glass door there.

The room is very quiet. You can clearly hear the sound of stripping inside. Then the sound of water splashing sounded. The girl should have taken a bath in a barrel.

Ye Ming rolls his Adam's apple up and down and feels like he has a high fever again.

More than ten minutes later, the girl's soft voice came from inside, "Ye Ming, I haven't changed my clothes. Can you lend me a shirt?"

Ye Ming looked at his clothes. They were all worn, and there was no new one.

He walked over with a white shirt in his hand and knocked on the glass sliding door. "Here is only the shirt I've worn."

His voice was hoarse.

The glass sliding door opened a crack, and a small hand stretched out, "give it to me."

Ye Ming hands over the white shirt.

At this time, I saw her little hand stretched out in my sight. Her delicate skin was full of crystal beads, like the dew rolling on the rose petals. It was beautiful and refreshing.

He looked back and handed the shirt.

But for a long time, she didn't answer.

Ye Ming is surprised and looks up.

He Bing poked out his small head, and a palm sized oval face was looking at him.

Ye Ming's voice was hoarse. "What's the matter?"

"Ye Ming, do you want to... Come in and take a bath with me. It's comfortable to take a bath." she smiled softly.