Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

When he threw it down, he Bing was startled. He held his neck with two small hands and shouted, "belly! Ye Ming, my belly!"

His hands are heavy. Don't fall the baby in her belly.

Ye Ming felt funny. He put a big palm on her slender waist. Behind him was a soft quilt. He couldn't fall her.

He's here.

How could he be willing to fall?

"Shout, shout, I'm suffocating!" Ye Ming covered her in the air, didn't press her lower abdomen, buried his head in her pink neck, and took a deep sniff to smell her aroma to relieve his greed.

He Bing's heart was put down, but his two small hands still held his neck. His bright red mouth found two soft words on his cold Jun cheek, "Ye Ming, you'd better bear it, good."

She also raised her little hand and rubbed his neat short hair.

"Let go!" Ye Mingzhi gets up and scolds her. It's becoming more and more lawless. Touch his head and be his dog?

He Bing spits out a small pink tongue. Don't think he is a Tibetan mastiff and drag 250000. In the final analysis, the Tibetan mastiff is also a dog!

"How long haven't I touched you?" Ye Ming stares down at her beautiful little face.

He Bing picked up the pickpocket's finger, a little gloating, "two months."

艹!

Ye Ming gasped for two breaths. His heavy body pressed down regardless, and the whole body pressed on her.

"Hey, get up, you're pressing my stomach!"

"Little boy, introduce him for a few months. After a while, he will clean up with his mother!" he said hoarsely.

He Bing's heart was as sweet as a honeypot. His little hand touched his neat short hair and rubbed it.

Ye Ming rubbed her delicate pink neck. If not enough, he rubbed her snow-white earlobe, "he Bing, I want you."

He Bing is crispy all over. When he's finished, he's teasing her with his subwoofer.

Damn temptation!

Ye Ming gets up after rubbing for a while. There is still some sense of propriety. He is old and more nervous than anyone.

When he got out of bed, he walked to the bathroom and took a cold bath.

He Bing looked at the man's heroic back, and his wonderful eyes looked forward to the circulation. Did he turn his sex?

It's been a month since I came back. I kissed her and slept with her at night. That's no good. He didn't ask for anything else.

He wasn't like this before.

Hiss.

He Bing held his stomach and snorted.

As soon as Ye Ming's footsteps stagnated, he immediately turned back and put his big palm on her raised abdomen and rubbed nervously, "did it hurt you just now?"

He Bing lay in bed with long black hair scattered on the snow-white pillow towel. She didn't speak, so she looked at him with a red face.

Who is Ye Ming? You can see something wrong with her at a glance.

The way she wants to talk and rest is very tight.

The protruding man's throat rolled up and down twice, and the sword eyebrow was slightly picked. The charming style of a mature man rippled in the narrow eyebrow tip, "installed?"

He Bing nodded.

"What do you want?" he asked.

He Bing was nervous, shy, and her heart beat faster. She sat up with her fiber arm on the bed. She gently kissed his thin lips.

Ye Ming frowned and clasped the back of her head with his big palm, and quickly turned back to the guest.

Although she took the initiative, he seemed to eat her.

Ears are flushed with water stains, the temperature in the room "rubbed" and pulled up dozens of degrees.

Ye Ming put her down, kissed her and raised his slender fingers to connect his military uniform buttons. His hoarse voice was filled with joy and love, "can't give up my husband?"

He Bing held his strong waist in shame and called him, "husband, are you vegetarian?"