Ye Ming looked at her, "It's not someone else, but... your husband. Aren't you pregnant with your husband's child?"
"..." He Bing was speechless. She and Zhao Lei had a fake marriage. How could they have a baby?
He Bing pushed his big palm away, "Let me ask you, if I am really pregnant, what are you going to do?"
Ye Ming raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "You must have asked the wrong person, you should go back and ask your husband, your child is not mine!"
"...I'm not pregnant, I just can't adapt to the climate." He Bing said.
Ye Ming looked at her doubtfully, not knowing which of her words were true and which of them was false.
He Bing stretched out his two small hands and hugged his strong waist, then took off his black shirt. He kept wearing the diamond ring on the red string, "Your amputation area is red, swollen and inflamed. I want to take a look."
."
"What catches your eyes?"
"I want to see it."
Ye Ming let go of her and sat on the edge of the bed. His two powerful long legs were spread unruly. Seeing that she was not moving, he signaled with his eyes, "Don't you want to watch? Why bother? Come here."
He grabbed her little hand and carried her over.
He Bing stood between his legs. He suddenly withdrew his strength and clamped her with his legs.
Stinking rogue.
He Bing's oval face quickly turned red. This gesture was too ambiguous.
"Open my belt." He ordered in a low voice.
He Bing glanced at him, then slowly stretched out his little hand to untie the black belt around his waist.
But after pulling it twice, it didn't come apart. She didn't have this experience.
"How do I do this?" She knelt down to untie it.
At this time, two slender fingers pinched her small chin, forcing her to look up. She met the man's deep and silent dark eyes, "Why, you haven't done anything to your husband in the past three years?"
His jealousy was not that obvious at first, but now that he kept saying "your husband", He Bing even suspected that he had a crush on Zhao Lei.
He Bing slapped his big palm away and continued to untie his belt.
"You go back tomorrow and don't hang out with this poisonous scorpion again." His conversation suddenly changed.
He Bing refused, "I'm on a mission and can't go back."
"Fiu has no one left, so you want to use a beauty trap?" A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Ming's cold lips. He didn't like these methods at all, and he didn't like her at all, "Poisonous scorpions like sex, you
Or a place?"
As he spoke, his eyes moved down from her little face, unscrupulously and evil-minded, "If Poisonous Scorpion knew that you were with a man at the age of 19, just wait until you were raped by him and thrown to his men."
"Then if Venomous Scorpion knew that the man I followed when I was 19 was a poor driver like you, what would he do to you?" He Bing challenged.
Hearing this, Ye Ming's eyes darkened, and his eyes fell on her red lips, "Your little mouth is really getting better and better."
He Bing saw him staring at her red lips. She raised her eyebrows and said, "What, you want to kiss me?"
Ye Ming quickly looked away, "No..."
The next second, He Bing raised his two small hands and hugged his neck, forcefully blocking his thin lips that were telling the truth.
She took the initiative to kiss him!
Ye Ming froze.
He Bing didn't close her eyes and just looked at him. She felt his struggle. He was constantly drifting between being addicted and awake. Then his big hands fell on her waist and grabbed her soft waist.
Pushed her away.
Ye Ming had a calm and handsome face, "He Bing, what do you think of me now?"
He Bing raised his lips, "What what?"
She asked knowingly!
"You have a husband now. If you just want to play with me and treat me as a lover who never sees the light of day, I tell you He Bing, don't even think about it!"
He Bing just didn't want to tell him that she was in a fake marriage. During this relationship, he had strayed and escaped several times, leaving her here alone. How could she forgive him so easily?
"Ye Ming, have you forgotten that you owe me this!"
Ye Ming frowned, "So, are you using this method to...retaliate against me?"
"Yes." He Bing nodded.
Ye Ming's handsome face sank. He raised his big palm and put it on her forehead, "Go away!"
He Bing was pushed away.
Ye Ming got up and got out of bed. He reached out and took off the black T-shirt on his body. He had a strong chest, a tight waistline, and well-developed abdominal muscles. His whole body was full of masculine tension, strong and powerful.
He was strong all over, and He Bing secretly glanced at his pants, his eyes fixed on him.
Ye Ming had already felt her intense gaze, and he was sure that she was somewhat greedy for his body and wanted to turn him into her lover, husband or something.
"What are you looking at?"
"Why, other women can watch it, but I can't." He Bing retorted.
She just wants to see a man who is full of energy at the age of thirty and a vigorous man at the age of forty, and she wants to see it openly.
"Also, you are not allowed to go out to flirt with me in the future."
"What did I tease?"
"Do push-ups! From now on, you are not allowed to take off your clothes in front of other women, and you are not allowed to touch other women, and you are not allowed to do push-ups!"
Ye Ming, "Are you jealous of this too?"
As he spoke, he raised the waistband of his trousers with his slender fingers, "Let you see something better?"
"What?"
Ye Ming lay on the bed, holding the sheets with his two big palms, and began to do push-ups.
It's called push-ups, but this action is more sexy than push-ups.
To be precise, the line on his back is concave, his buttocks are upward, and his body swings from top to bottom in a sexy and sultry arc, a standard male dog push-up.
He Bing felt like her brain was getting hot and she was about to have a nosebleed.
She has seen a lot of handsome men, and they are all top-notch men. Women want to marry the type when they see them, but women like Ye Ming want to sleep when they see them.
The hormones in this man's body are on fire.
Ye Ming did a few, then looked sideways at her, "Come here."
He Bing, "What are you doing, letting me ride on your back?"
She came over.
Ye Ming grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her hard, directly pressing her down, "This kind of push-ups is not about you riding me, but me pressing you."
As he spoke, he pressed her under him, placed his two big palms on her sides, swung his vigorous waist, and did a few more push-ups.
He moved up and down, the two people moved away and then came closer, and the temperature in the room suddenly increased by dozens of degrees.
He Bing blushed and pushed him, "Ye Ming, why didn't I notice you were so... boring and coquettish before?"
Ye Ming lowered his eyes and looked at her, "You're not jealous anymore? Have you coaxed her?"
He Bing thought for a moment, "Not yet, unless..."
"Unless what?"
He Bing placed both hands on his chest and pushed hard. Ye Ming lay down. She flipped over quickly and sat directly on his muscular waist. "I want to do the push-ups they were talking about just now."