Only then did Ye Ming let go of her, and the weight on the bed suddenly lifted away.
"Little sister, you have misunderstood Mr. Cheng. The area on Mr. Cheng's prosthetic leg is red, swollen and inflamed. I was just applying medicine to Mr. Cheng." Xue Niang stepped forward and explained.
So this is ah.
He Bing's eyes overflowed with a little guilt. She looked at Ye Ming, who was standing tall and with long legs, with his back to her, and reached out to take off the black belt.
She walked forward and came to his side, "Ye Ming, I'm sorry, just now..."
Ye Ming casually threw the black belt in his hand on the sofa, lifted his thin lips, "No need to apologize, it's normal for you to doubt me."
After saying that, he went to the shower room.
But a small hand stretched out and grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.
Ye Ming stopped, looked down at the little hand, and said in a low voice, "Let go."
He Bing shook his little head and pulled tighter, "Don't let go."
Ye Ming went to touch her little hand.
He Bing stretched out his two small hands and grabbed him, but wouldn't let go.
"It's time to clean up, right?" Ye Ming yelled sternly.
He Bing, "Ye Ming, you scolded me!"
Ye Ming, "..."
He Bing tugged on his sleeves tightly, tugging his black shirt into wrinkles. She glanced at Xue Niang.
The girl was about to say it, but she still gave up. There was a bit of grievance hidden in her wet eyes.
Ye Ming's eyes relaxed, then he glanced sideways at Xue Niang, "You go out first."
Snow Lady nodded, "Okay."
After Xue Niang left, there was no third person in the room. He Bing let go of his little hand and asked, "Is this Xue Niang yours?"
Ye Ming pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
He Bing knew that he was asking unnecessary questions. Xue Niang was his old sweetheart and he was not a good person before.
She turned and left.
But a thick palm reached over, grabbed her slender wrist, and then pulled hard, her slender body crashed directly into his hard chest.
Well!
Her nose hurt from the bump, and his body was like a wall, hard everywhere.
"What are you doing?" She struggled twice unhappily.
Ye Ming's strong arms tightly hugged her slender waist, easily confining her in his arms. He was tall, and the girl was two heads shorter than him. He looked at her with drooped brown eyelids.
The dull little head said, "Whatever trouble you are making happened more than 20 years ago, and you were not born yet."
He Bing calmed down, yes, she wasn't born yet at that time, so why bother?
However, she just cares about it.
"Still angry?" he asked.
He Bing suddenly felt nauseous, a small hand pressed on her heart, and she bent over and retched twice.
Seeing her vomiting, Ye Ming's handsome face changed. He stretched out his big palm and patted her beautiful back, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"
There was tension and worry in the man's voice.
He Bing was really acclimatized when he came to Mexico, and now he feels a little uncomfortable.
At this time, Ye Ming asked in a low voice, "Have you been to the hospital for a checkup?"
"What?" He Bing looked at him confused, what to check?
Ye Ming pursed her thin lips and expressed her suspicion, "Are you...really pregnant?"
Pregnant?
He Bing was startled when these two words came out of Ye Ming's mouth. She thought to herself that she was not with him either. It took a few seconds for He Bing's eyes to shrink and she finally understood what he meant, "You are