Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

"Blood eagle, why are you so ruthless to me? I agreed to Song Chong's proposal, but I don't like him at all. I just want to stimulate you, but you don't answer my text messages or answer my phone!"

"I am a dignified leader, Qian Jin, who has come to beg you in such a low voice. Can you just look back at me?"

"For you, I am willing to do anything. As long as you are good with me, I will withdraw Song Chong's proposal now. I beg you, don't refuse me anymore. I really like you and like you so much."

Qianqian cried, humbly begging for the man's love.

Ye Ming pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were even more cloudy. "I don't do it to women, but if you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Qianqian trembled her lips and turned white like a piece of paper. He was so ruthless.

Why?

She was also deeply afraid of the man, especially when he lost his temper, so Qianqian let go.

Ye Ming raises his feet and wants to open the door of the ward.

But at this time, a small hand appeared in his sight.

The little hand was wrapped in white gauze. It looked a little big. He didn't have half of his palm.

The little hand stretched hard into the crack of the open door, and then gently opened the door of the sick room.

A soft figure appeared in sight.

Ye Ming was frozen. His pupils were full of the fiber shadow in front of him. She broke into the bottom of his eyes so abruptly and strongly without warning.

His pupils constricted and his breathing tightened.

He Bing.

He Bing woke up.

He Bing has got out of bed. There are more than ten steps from the bedside to the door. She is sweating, and almost the whole person is lying on the wall.

She trembled and looked at the frozen man by the door. Then she slowly handed out her little hand. Her pale little mouth tooted. She pretended to have an airway, "well, you come out to attract bees and butterflies while I'm asleep. I caught you this time. Come and help me!"

Listening to her voice, it was soft and weak, and there was a touch of coquetry. Ye Ming felt soft. He quickly explored his big palm and held the little white hand she handed in the palm. He scolded in a hoarse voice, "just woke up and got out of bed. It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"It hurts. It hurts."

The drug of the anesthetic had long passed, and she felt pain and weakness all over, and her white eyes became red.

"It really hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Seeing that she was about to cry, Ye Ming immediately frowned on her heroic eyebrows. His two big palms held her little hands and gently shouted, pitying, nervous and scolding, "look, you dare to run out of bed by yourself in the future."

"I'm afraid which flower will hook you." he Bing crossed the man's strong shoulder and took a look at Qianqian behind.

Ye Ming didn't look up. "Stupid, I'm Monkey King. Don't you know?"

"What do you mean?" he Bing didn't understand.

"Special fight fox spirit."

“......”

Poof, he Bing immediately recalled his pale red lips and smiled happily and sweetly.

Ye Ming has been in contact with all kinds of beautiful women before. He has immunity and is not moved at all.

What means and thoughts these women are playing are not enough for him to see, but they are just some fox spirits.

Ye Ming stretched out his healthy arm to buckle the thin waist branch she held, but considering the wound on her abdomen, he could only hoop her Yingrun fragrant shoulder, "don't stand and talk, let's go back to bed and I'll hold you."

"Oh." he Bing hugged him obediently.

Ye Ming gently picked her up, avoiding the wound on her abdomen. He pulled out his long leg and walked to the hospital bed.