Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

He still held her little hand.

Ye Ming loosened her, and the weight on the bed suddenly pulled away.

"Little sister, you misunderstood the city master. The place where the city master's artificial limb is red, swollen and inflamed. Just now I was just applying medicine to the city master." xueniang came forward and explained.

I see.

He Bing's eyes overflowed with a little guilty. She looked at Ye Ming. Ye Ming stood tall with long legs, turned his back to her, and stretched out his hand to take off his black belt.

She stepped forward and came to him, "Ye Ming, I'm sorry, just now..."

Ye Ming casually threw the black belt in his hand on the sofa and lifted his thin lips. "Don't apologize. You doubt I'm normal."

Then he went to the bathroom.

But a small hand stretched out and grabbed his clothes tightly.

Ye Ming stopped. He looked down at the little hand and whispered, "let go."

He Bing shook his head and pulled it tighter, "not loose."

Ye Ming dials her little hand.

He Bing stretched out two small hands and grabbed him, but he didn't let go.

"Owe to clean up, isn't it?" Ye Ming roared sternly.

He Bing, "Ye Ming, you scold me!"

Ye Ming, "..."

He Bing pulled his sleeves tightly and pulled his black shirt into folds. She glanced at xueniang.

The girl wanted to say no, but there was some injustice hidden in her wet eyes.

Ye Ming's eyes were loose, and then he glanced at xueniang, "you go out first."

Xueniang nodded, "OK."

When xueniang left, there was no third person in the room. He Bingsong opened his small hand and asked with a stuffy cerebellar bag, "is this xueniang your person?"

Ye Ming pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

He Bing knows that he asks more. Xueniang is his old face. He was not a good man before.

She turned and left.

But a thick palm leaned over, clasped her slender wrist, and then pulled hard. Her slender body directly hit his hard chest.

Oh!

Her nose hurt, and his body was like a wall, hard everywhere.

"What are you doing?" she struggled twice unhappily.

Ye Ming's strong healthy arm tightly hooped her slender waist, and easily imprisoned her in his arms. He was tall, and the girl was two heads shorter than him. He looked at her stuffy little head with brown eyelids. "What's wrong with you? It was more than 20 years ago, and you weren't born at that time."

He Bing calmed down. Yes, she was not born at that time. How do you care?

But she just cares.

"Still angry?" he asked.

He Bing suddenly felt nausea. A small hand pressed on her heart. She bent down and retched twice.

Seeing her vomit, Ye Ming's whole handsome face changed. He stretched out his big palm and patted her on the back, "what's wrong?"

There was tension and worry in the man's voice.

He Bing was really acclimatized when he came to Mexico. Now he is a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Ye Ming asked in a low voice, "have you checked in the hospital?"

"What?" he Bing looked at him and checked what?

Ye Ming pursed his thin lips and said his guess, "are you... Really pregnant?"

Pregnant?

These two words came out of Ye Ming's mouth and stunned he Bing. She thought she wasn't with him. It took him a few seconds. He Bing's pupils shrunk and finally understood what he meant, "you mean... I'm pregnant with someone else's child?"