He Bing glared at Ye Ming in front of him and said nothing.
...
An hour later, the luxury car stopped at the underground palace.
In the luxurious box, Poisonous Scorpion and He Bing sat on the main seats, while Ye Ming stood in a dark corner.
At this time, the box door was pushed open, and the proprietress came in with a group of gorgeous girls, "Uncle, I have called all the top names in our palace. As long as the price is right, you can choose whatever you want."
The leading figures in the underground palace were all young and beautiful, with fair skin and long legs. They quickly rushed towards the poisonous scorpion, "Master, choose me."
"Go, go, my real wife is here, let's go play." Poison Scorpion drove away the top names.
Although the top one is beautiful, compared with He Bing, she is still inferior.
"Uncle, if you don't choose us, then why did you ask us to come over?"
Poisonous Scorpion stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Ming in the corner, "My driver is your boss tonight, he will choose you."
"driver?"
The top brass quickly showed their disdainful expressions. They usually serve dignitaries, criminal thieves, and in short, black and white prominent figures. When have they ever served a small driver?
They turned around at the same time and looked at Ye Ming in the corner.
Ye Ming stood there dressed in black, with his peaked cap held low, making him look silent and gloomy.
Although you can't see his face clearly, you can see his figure.
The eyes of the leading figures wandered over his body, from top to bottom, refusing to let go of every inch. Ye Ming was nearly 1.9 meters tall, tall and strong, and he was undulating in the black lining.
His strong muscles, tight waistline, and the perfect inverted triangle disappeared into his trousers, making people want to lift up his crotch to see if he has those eight-pack abs.
Those top names who had been disdainful just now were all gasping for air. This man's figure was so good that it made people's blood rush and nosebleeds.
None of the male protagonists in idol dramas or international male models in large-scale catwalk shows have such a good figure like him.
Excellent.
"Uncle," someone called out delicately and ran directly to Ye Ming, "You choose me, I have a pretty face."
"Choose me, choose me, I have a good figure."
"Go away, you should choose me. I have a pretty face and a good figure!"...
All of a sudden, the top players were fighting over Ye Ming.
He Bing was sitting on the soft sofa. She looked at Ye Ming being surrounded by those warblers, and her delicate eyebrows were twisted up.
When he was Xiao Cheng three years ago, how many women liked him.
Three years later, he had nothing, yet he was still so popular with women.
There are so many people who want to be with him, and the peach blossoms in him have never been broken.
"A driver made you fight. The underground palace is not a men's gold-selling cave, but an underground cold palace. You have never seen a man?" He Bing said.
After hearing this, Ye Ming raised his dark eyes and glanced at He Bing. He saw a lot of jealousy in her bright eyes.
She was jealous.
Ye Ming's handsome eyelids were stained with a faint smile.
Venomous Scorpion took a sip of wine and said, "Bingbing, what you said is really wrong. My driver is really in good shape. If you don't believe me, let him do some push-ups to show you."
Before He Bing could speak, the beauties started cheering excitedly, "Okay, okay, but we want him to take off his shirt and do push-ups."
Men can best highlight their figure when doing push-ups, especially if they take off their shirts.