He Bing read the text message twice before opening the door.
Open the door.
Oh my gosh.
He actually came.
He is right outside her door.
He Bing didn't bother to put on his shoes, ran away, and opened the door.
A tall and strong body stood outside the door, standing there like a door god, coming against the light.
It's really Ye Ming.
He Bing looked at him and snorted, "What are you doing here? Qianqian didn't let you spend the night in the hotel room?"
She still held the door and didn't let him in.
Ye Ming stretched out his broad palm and pushed open the door, stepped in with long legs, and closed the door with his backhand.
This action is direct and domineering.
His strong back was gently pressed against the door panel, and he smiled and said, "If I go, someone will cry."
"I won't cry!" Although He Bing said this, she was still very happy in her heart.
Ye Ming lowered his eyes and saw her bare feet, his heroic eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Why are you barefoot?"
He stretched out his strong arm to clasp her waist, and lifted her up with a gentle lift.
He Bing quickly stretched out his two small hands and hugged his neck.
"Hug her so tightly?" Ye Ming smiled lowly, and leaned over to kiss the beautiful tip of her forehead.
He Bing hugged him tighter and said dullly, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."
The word "again" made Ye Ming's heart tighten. He tightened his arms and hugged her hard, "You like me so much?"
He has nothing now and is still lame in his right leg. She is only 24 years old, why does she like him so much?
"Don't you have any idea whether or not I like you or how much I like you?" He Bing looked at him with bright eyes.
The current moment seemed to bring Ye Ming back to the old times, the old times hidden deep in his heart, the happy and wanton old times. In the past three years, he once thought that those old times were far away from him, but now he suddenly looks back,
Only then did he realize that everything was there.
She is still there.
She was still the same as he remembered her, and she was still the one he loved most. Her curved eyebrows and star-like eyes were filled with burning love for him. He saw a lot of himself in her eyes.
Ye Ming's handsome eyebrows were raised, "I bought you a gift. It's in my trouser pocket. You can take it yourself."
Did he buy a gift for her?
He Bing's eyes lit up, and he quickly stretched out his little hand and kicked it into his trouser pocket, "What kind of gift is it?"
Through the thin fabric, her soft little hands touched the strong muscles of his thighs, causing his waist and abdomen to stiffen.
At this time, He Bing touched the gift and took it out. There was a lipstick in his hand.
He actually gave her lipstick.
A man gives a woman lipstick.
He Bing's eyes were filled with smiles. She couldn't put it down and played with the lipstick in her hand. She asked in a sweet voice, "How much does this cost?"
"Not much, 3999."
What?
He Bing took a breath of air, "Your salary is only 4,000 yuan, and you spent 3,999 to buy a lipstick? Ye Ming, are you crazy?"
She glared at him angrily.
Ye Ming, "Go and wipe it for me."
He Bing was angry. He spent money indiscriminately, spending all of one month's salary. He was no better than before. In the past three years, he had sent those children from the mountains to study in the imperial capital, and he didn't have a penny in his bankbook.
"I dont go."
"Disobedient?" He cursed in a low voice and pinched her waist hard with his big palm.
He Bing was in pain, and her delicate body twisted away from his arms like a little water snake. She put on her slippers, walked to the dressing table, and opened her lipstick.
She smeared her lower lip with lipstick and then pursed it. This pure bright red color was very pigmented. She spread some of it with her fingers and applied another layer, creating a pure yet delicate lip-biting makeup.
She raised her eyes and took a look at herself in the face. Her lip lines were as beautiful as hibiscus flowers, so she usually didn't wear lipstick.
Now put on lipstick, it complements her delicate muscles and makes her look stunning.
She turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, "Does it look good?"
Ye Ming opened his long legs and came to her, then stretched out his two big palms to hold her little face, lowered his head and kissed her.
Her lipstick and her soft lips rippled on the tip of his tongue and in his mouth, it was unbelievably sweet.
Well!
He Bing quickly pressed against his chest and pushed him away, "Don't kiss me, I just put on lipstick."
"I bought lipstick just to eat it."
“…”
He wanted to kiss her, but He Bing turned his head and said, "I want to ask, why did you give me lipstick?"
Among all the gifts, he gave me lipstick.
"I originally wanted to buy something else, but I have no money in my pocket."
“…”
At this time, should he say something sweet or romantic?
Ye Ming, who doesn't play by the rules.
Well, he doesn’t behave like a domineering CEO.
When Ye Ming came to kiss him, He Bing did not avoid him and let him catch her. She kicked her little hand into his trouser pocket again, and there was still a coin left in his trouser pocket.
She held the coin tightly in her hand, and suddenly her heart ached.
Her Ye Ming shouldn't live like this.
At this time, a low curse came from my ears, "Have you had enough of touching my pants?"
He Bing blushed and retracted his hand reflexively.
At this time, the world was spinning, Ye Ming picked her up horizontally, and threw her directly on the sofa in the living room with a few quick steps.
He Bing wanted to get up, but the next second the dark shadow on her body was suppressed, and the fragrant and clean masculinity of a man quickly filled her entire senses.
The two people kissed each other.
Because He Bing kept holding on to the lipstick, when the man started to pull her clothes, the lipstick fell directly to the carpet.
"My lipstick!"
She leaned over and saw that the lipstick had broken into two halves on the carpet.
He Bing's whole body aches, my God, her lipstick costs 3999!
She reached out to pick it up.
But in the next second, her little face was pushed straight by the man, "What do you mean, if you fall, you fall."
"But…"
"Stop talking!" He interrupted her dumbly, "Tell me, I want you to tell me personally that you and Zhao Lei are in a fake marriage, right?"
He finally asked, impatiently.
He Bing raised his eyebrows, "Yes, Zhao Lei and I have a fake marriage. I said that I will not marry anyone else in this life, except..."
"Except what?"
"Except... you."
Ye Ming closed his eyes and then opened them again. His strong chest was rising and falling, and his eyes were dyed red. He raised his hand, pulled down the red rope from his neck, and took out the diamond ring.
"Bingbing, can I put it on for you?" Ye Ming held He Bing's little hand, but he didn't dare to put it on rashly, so he asked He Bing cautiously.
Before He Bing could speak, Ye Ming continued, "You have to think carefully, because I will only give you the chance to think about it once. If you agree, you are not allowed to regret it, because military marriage is for life and no one is allowed to regret it."