Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Ye Ming was stiff, then rubbed her determined jaw against her head, and pressed her in his arms. His low magnetic voice showed some helplessness and coaxing, "are you really not weaned and crying?"

"I'm young... Well."

The man lowered his head and blocked her mouth directly.

How long haven't you kissed?

He Bing's head was a paste. He kissed her overbearing and powerful, making her dizzy.

Her legs softened and she slid to the ground.

Ye Ming hooped her waist and pressed her on the wall. His tall and strong body came up and pressed her down. He put her all against the corner of the wall and kissed recklessly.

The sound of water stains made by him made people blush.

After kissing for a while, he Bing was a little out of breath. Ye Ming released her and let her breathe two mouthfuls of fresh air.

Her lips were swollen. Ye Ming frowned and asked in a dumb voice, "didn't you want to order an adult?"

Adult?

He Bing's small face turned red. His ice and snow eyes looked at the man and didn't answer.

Ye Ming kissed Xiuqiong's small nose, "I think... Bingbing, I miss you too..."

When he told her this kind of murmuring love words in this unique hoarse voice, he Bing felt that he had been cured and completely cured.

He Bing stretched out his hand and hugged him.

The next second, the sense of weightlessness suddenly came, and Ye Ming directly picked her up.

Ye Ming took her upstairs with steady steps.

......

In the master bedroom.

He Bing was thrown into the soft big bed. Instead of getting up, she turned over and hugged his quilt.

The side of the bed collapsed, and Ye Ming knelt on one knee. His slender fingers opened the collar of her sweater. There was a milk white nightdress with suspenders inside.

He looked at her with drooping eyes, and the sexy corners of his lips drew a vicious radian, "have you taken a bath?"

When he asked, it was always ambiguous. He Bing buried his little head in the quilt, "I'll take a bath. It's not what you think."

"What do I mean?"

“......”

Ye Ming stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt off her face again. His voice was more hoarse. "Isn't it uncomfortable to breathe?"

He Bing's eyes looked at him with a spring look.

Ye Ming was caught by her and stood up straight. His thumb and index finger supported on the belt around his waist. "Brush" and opened the belt, "wait, I'll take a shower first."

"What are you doing?" he Bing protected himself.

Ye Ming looked at her up and down. It seemed as if he had stripped off her clothes directly. "I'll take a bath. It doesn't mean anything else."

“......”

He turned and went into the bathroom.

He Bing watched his tall body disappear into the bathroom. Her little face was red and bleeding.

......

Five minutes later, with a "Da" sound, the door of the bathroom opened and a cold air came out, but ye Mingren didn't come out.

"He Bing." the man shouted inside.

"Well?"

"Come here."

"What are you doing?"

"Shave me."

"Can't you shave yourself?"