"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 lifted 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 hips are tilted up, 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 just talked about."
You can do it for me now."
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