Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Ye Ming opens his mouth and wants to speak, but he Bing retreats and suddenly releases him.

Ye Ming didn't know, so, "Oh, ha ha," her voice sounded like a crisp bell. "Ye Ming, I'm kidding you. Won't you take it seriously?"

"My marriage is very happy now. You can see that my husband is tall, handsome, golden, gentle and perfect. How can I tangle with you again?"

Ye mingjunlang's eyebrows were covered with a layer of haze. She... Played with him!

However, any woman would choose Zhao Lei between him and Zhao Lei.

Ye Ming turns around to leave. He has no need to stay here at all.

"Ye Ming, you can't go now, because my husband will come back at any time. If he sees you, he will misunderstand. So please stay here for a few days. When my husband goes on a business trip, you can leave." he Bing said.

Ye Ming yanked his fist. Finally, after listening to her words, he looked at himself and said in a deep voice, "go and prepare me a set of clothes. I want to take a bath."

He Bing looked at him. The thin black T-shirt could not hide his strong chest. The muscles of the man were as strong as barriers, and his chest muscles were highly developed. Now he copied his trousers pocket with one hand. Except that his right leg was empty, he seemed to be Xiao Cheng, the big man who dominated Hong Kong three years ago.

"You're hurt. You can't touch the water."

"Then I'll wipe it, too."

He Bing's eyes moved down and fell on his trousers. "Where are you wiping? Can't you sleep without wiping there all day?"

"For you, can you sleep? No clothes. Buy me a new pair of underwear."

Just change his underwear. That's the minimum requirement.

He Bing stood and refused to move.

Ye Ming pursed his lips. "Shit, he Bing, I really misunderstood you. You didn't even buy me a pair of underwear!"

Then he went into the bathroom and slammed the door with his backhand. He was obviously angry.

......

Ye Ming takes off his pants and stands under the shower. Instead of taking a shower, he wipes his body with a towel.

Today, his leg was bleeding. He had a faint smell of blood on his body. He couldn't sleep without wiping it.

Without any clothes, he took a bath towel and tied it to his strong abdomen. Then he stood in front of the washstand and began to wash his underwear.

I'll wash it tonight and hang it. I can wear it tomorrow morning.

At this time, with a click, the door of the bathroom opened, and a slender figure leaned lazily against the door.

He Bing stood there and looked at Ye Ming who was washing his underwear.

The man stood on one leg in front of the washstand, solid and steady. His short black hair was wet on his forehead. Small transparent beads of water slid down his bronze textured skin and bit by bit into the inverted triangle tied with a bath towel. Such an evil and strong body was easy to make people bleed.

He Bing thinks his eyes are a little hot. Especially, this man can really seduce people.

Now he is washing his underwear with his head down, the bubbles in his hands are rubbing, and the drops of water are splashing everywhere.

Three years ago, the man was surrounded by thousands of people. Three years later, his life was too rough and he washed his underwear by himself.

Ye Ming knows that the girl is looking at him behind. He has no expression and doesn't lift his head. He washes his underwear.

Turning around, he looked at the girl, "where is it?"

He handed up his wet underwear.

He Bing leaned lazily on the door frame. Her dark hair was tucked behind her snow-white ears. The girl under the bright light was bright and exquisite, giving rise to a sense of fragrance. "Are you sure you want to hang a pair of men's underwear in a married woman's room? What would people outside think when they saw your underwear floating in my room?"

艹!