Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Ye Ming, "..."

"I think so. Don't waste this full bucket of hot water. You have to wash it anyway. Why don't we wash it together? It seems to be called... Mandarin duck bath..."

Her kind invitation made Ye Ming's eyes lit up, but he held back and stuffed her shirt in his hand. He seriously criticized, "wash it quickly and don't catch a cold."

He pulled the glass door back.

......

After a while, he Bing wiped the water off his body, and then came out in his white shirt. The man's shirt was too wide and covered her knees. The loose lining made her more and more delicate.

She went to the bed, opened his quilt and lay in.

The quilt was full of the man's masculinity with his fragrance.

"Ye Ming, I've washed it. You can wash it."

Ye Ming watched her naturally climb into his quilt and put his big palm into his trouser pocket. He turned and went into the bath.

"Brush" closed the glass sliding door, took out his big palm in his trouser pocket, but he didn't get the smoke. He closed his handsome eyes, stretched out his long tongue and licked his dry thin lips.

Over the years, he has seen many women, all kinds of women pounce on him, all kinds of hints. He won't be so stupid that he can't see her hints. She's here to hook. Lead him.

She wants to sleep with him.

The little fox was almost too enthusiastic for him to bear.

Ye Ming feels he's getting older. A 35 year old uncle has a vibrant little girlfriend. It's really... Good luck.

......

Ye Ming took a cold bath, then came out wearing a black vest and trousers. He took out another quilt from the cabinet and made a floor berth on the ground.

He Bing didn't sleep. She supported her little head with a healthy arm and looked at him with eyes, "Ye Ming, tonight is probably the most honest man in your life."

Ye Ming lay down and closed his eyes, "Bingbing, go to bed early."

He Bing sat up and sat by the bed. She stretched out her little snow-white feet and lifted the quilt covered on the man.

He wore a black vest. The two strong arms were exposed outside. His shoulders were thick and his chest muscles were strong. He Bing looked at him straight, "Ye Ming, you have become counsellor."

Ye Ming didn't open his eyes. He hooked up his thin cold lip, "don't you advise when you sleep?"

"..." he Bing kicked him.

Ye Ming thinks her little feet are making trouble. He reaches out and clasps her delicate ankles.

But the sight was dark, and a soft fragrance of a girl came to his nostrils. He Bing directly fell into his arms from the bed.

Because the quilt on her body was kicked off by her, now she has got into his strong chest.

"Giggle", he Bing laughs in his arms.

Ye Ming looked down at the palm sized young face in his arms, "deliberately, eh?"

He Bing raised his little head and looked at the handsome face close to Chi Chi in front of him. He said with a smile, "Ye Ming, you sit still and don't want to. You look so cute. I really want to move a chaste Liefu award to you."

Ye Ming rolled his Adam's apple up and down, knowing that she was making fun of him.

He Bing stretched out his soft fingers and touched his beard. She seemed to love to touch his beard.

Ye Ming quickly pressed her fiddling little hand, then took the quilt and stuffed her into the quilt. It was cold at night, and she wore thin clothes. He was afraid that she would catch a cold.

"Ye Ming, you really don't want to?" he Bing asked him. Now he became strange and really became Liu Xiahui.

Ye Ming held her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and then whispered, "Bingbing, let's get married."

He said --- Bingbing, let's get married.