Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 557 Yeming, can you not leave?

"No!" Ye Ming said in a deep voice.

"Why?" Bei Mingwu looked at him deliberately pretending to be stupid, but she was smiling in her heart.

Uncle Huang, are you jealous, afraid that other men will touch me?
Ye Ming was silent for a moment and said, "If someone already has a woman, don't you want it for the sake of double cultivation?"

"I don't disdain that kind of thing. I don't want to be a third party. The world is so big. Is there no other pure-yang body who is single, tall and handsome?" smile.

"..." Ye Ming.

After a long time, Bei Mingwu staggered from drinking, and kept yelling, not knowing what he was talking about.

Ye Ming originally wanted to hug her, but finally carried her on his back.

"Ye Ming, it's so kind of you to carry me on your back." Bei Mingwu smiled while leaning on his back. In fact, she was not drunk at all, how could that little wine make her drunk.

"I'm your man now."

"Then can I kiss you?" Bei Mingwu smiled ambiguously.

Ye Ming froze and said, "No, we are just pretending to be in love."

"Then don't carry me on your back, it's just pretending anyway." Bei Mingwu said angrily.

"..." Ye Ming.

The next second, Bei Mingwu kissed his neck.

Ye Ming's pace stopped suddenly, and the place where she kissed seemed to have an electric current passing by, making his whole body numb.

"Ye Ming, I kissed you, are you angry? If you are angry, I will let you kiss me back?" Bei Mingwu smiled slyly.

Ye Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

How could she be so naughty.

"Ah, it's snowing, I want to come down, I want to go down." Bei Mingwu was very excited when he felt the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Ye Ming immediately put her down.

After being free, Bei Mingwu ran forward quickly, opening her hands to catch the falling snowflakes.

Ye Ming stood there without moving, staring at the lively little figure intently.

Dressed in a white dress like snow, she looks like an elf who has fallen into the mortal world under the snowflakes.

Noble, holy, elegant and refined...

Bei Mingwu had a great time, she really likes snowing.

"Ye Ming, don't you like it?" Seeing that he was standing still, Bei Mingwu ran towards him.

Looking at her red face, Ye Ming's eyes under Ye Ming's mask were full of tenderness and affection, he suddenly took her hands and rubbed them lightly, "Is it cold?"

Listening to these two words and watching his actions, Bei Mingwu's eyes instantly turned red, and mist filled her eye sockets little by little.

"Ye Ming, I really hope that the person you like is me. No man has ever cared about me like you before." Bei Mingwu said with blurred eyes and a warm heart.

Hearing her choking, Ye Ming realized that she was crying.

"I don't like you crying." Ye Ming reached out to wipe her tears, but her tears were like broken beads, the more he wiped, the more tears shed.

"I'm crying because I'm moved, not because I'm sad." Bei Mingwu said angrily, then ran into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, I really like you.

Ye Ming didn't expect Bei Ming Wuhui to hug him suddenly. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly raised his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms, very tight.

Seeing him hugging her, Bei Mingwu burst into tears even more ferociously.

"Ye Ming, can you not leave?" Bei Mingwu begged in his voice.

If he couldn't treat her like this when he was Di Wuhen, she would rather he come to accompany her often as Ye Ming.

In the future, she will not ask him stupidly if he is the emperor's uncle.

It's fine as it is.

(End of this chapter)