Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Suddenly, the girl pushed him away and said in a cold voice, "Xiao Cheng, aren't you not interested in me? What are you doing now? Hit yourself in the face?"

He was frozen.

At this time, the picture turned, he was empty, two people standing beside the bed, a pair of boys and girls, incomparably eye-catching.

Tang Yu hugs he Bing and looks at him condescensively. "Xiao Cheng, don't be so rude to girls. The more delicate a girl is, the more gentle she is. A man who doesn't understand the amorous feelings like you is not worthy of Bingbing. Bingbing likes you very much, but it's a pity that you push her away. Now I'm not polite. Bingbing is mine."

Said Tang Yu slowly lowers the head, kisses in the bosom he Bing.

No.

No!

Ye Ming on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, Ye Ming gasped, his strong chest undulating up and down, his ink eyes full of red, and his big palms hanging on his side also pulled his fist tightly, pulling out the sweat of his hand.

Slowly released the big palm, he stretched out his tongue to lick the thin dry lips, and then slowly sat up.

Thirsty, want to drink water.

He got up, got out of bed, stood at the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Holding a cup in his palm, he suddenly remembered the kiss in his dream.

He dreamed of her again. It was another spring. Dream.

Well, I miss her.

Ye Ming held the cup to his lips and wanted to drink water, but then the servant's happy footsteps came out of the door, "let's go and have a look. There's a mask dance tonight. The men and women with the same mask can dance."

Mask dance?

Will she put down the cup?

He had a high fever and was not feeling well, but he pulled out his long leg and opened the door of the room.

...

on the other side, Ye Ling forced he Bing out of the room door, "Bingbing, let's go quickly. It's said that this mask dance is very lively. Don't stay in the room all the time. Let's go out and play."

He Bing refused, "I don't want to go."

Ye Ling has her own small abacus. Although she is angry with her brother, she can't let him go. She has to do this divine attack. So just now she bribed her servants to talk about the mask dance outside Ye Ming's room. Now she's coming to pull he Bing herself. She wants to make opportunities.

"Oh, Bingbing, just accompany me to play. Let's go quickly." Ye Ling can't help but pull he Bing away.

Ye Ming came to the mask dance, but he did not go in, but stood in a lonely corner.

He can't show up, he can't go to the masked ball, and maybe he shouldn't have come.

When did he become so out of control? If he was always so unconscious for so many years, I'm afraid he would die hundreds of times.

However, the wound inside his shirt has been infected, plus the drug addiction in his body, he is also flesh and blood, and may not be able to survive tomorrow.

He just wanted to have a look.

There were men and women wearing masks shuttling through the banquet hall, and soon he saw he Bing in it.

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