Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

The boss's eyes startled, almost conditional launch, released Yin Shuiling.

His face smile, bow and bow flattery way, "Mr. Yin."

Yin Muchen's feet on a pair of white hand-made shoes, his hands copied in his trouser pockets, raised his feet to walk forward two steps.

Originally, the bodyguards in the way retreated to the roadside one after another, which was a sharp aura.

Yin Shuiling looked at the man who was approaching her step by step. For a moment, Guanghua's eyes were like a broken net. Her white hands tucked the short hair on her cheek and shoulder behind her ears. She laughed, which was so beautiful and moving, "Oh, it's my brother."

Yin evening morning stops in front of Yin Shuiling and looks at her. His lips are so thin and cool that there is no temperature at all

This is to the boss.

"Good, Mr. Yin. I'll get out of here." The boss was scared and ran away.

Passers-by all scattered, Yin evening morning that pair of ink like glass like eyes a gentle, he looked at the short part of the girl, soft voice way, "Shuiling, follow me back. Don't draw on the side of the road in the future. It's not a girl's job. "

Yin Shuiling's smile didn't decrease, and he replied carelessly, "where does my brother want to take me back, Yin family, or your home?"

Yin evening morning dark eyes dyed deep, at this time, "Twilight morning." On the side of the road, the door of the co driver's seat of the black luxury Land Rover was pushed open, and a graceful lady in a milky windbreaker appeared.

That famous lady walked to Yin evening morning, looked at Yin Shuiling kindly and asked, "evening morning, is this?"

"Oh, brother, is this sister-in-law? She is really temperament and beautiful, and my brother's vision is getting better and better." Yin Shuiling said in advance.

The famous lady, known as "sister-in-law", blushed quickly. She peered shyly at the mature and handsome man around her and quietly dropped her eyes.

Yin evening morning did not speak, just waiting for Yin Shuiling below.

As expected, Yin Shuiling playfully turned the eyes of Danfeng in the water, but Zhu's red lips were pursed like a little girl, and she said, "it's just that the speed of changing sister-in-law is getting faster and faster. My brother is a woman every day, and my sister-in-law hasn't even remembered what the last sister-in-law looked like. My brother is a new man and an old man."

The lady of the famous family suddenly froze.

She Leng Leng looking at Yin Shuiling, intuitively twisted show eyebrow.

She didn't like the girl in front of her.

The noble lady's temperament is dignified and reserved, and the girl in front of her is talking in a soft voice, which seems to slow down the speed deliberately, delicate and delicate.

"Shuiling, do you have enough trouble? Go back with me if you have enough." Yin Muchen's face is still gentle and elegant, some dumb and astringent in the deep voice, more is doting on.

Yin Shuiling step forward, paste Yin Dushen very close, two people's clothes even wipe together, she looked up, "cluck" crisp Ling smile heartless, "no brother, I will not go when the light bulb, I do not bump into the good things of my brother."

Yin Shuiling leaned over and passed him by.

Bending down to pick up the sketch rack and pencil, I heard a man's voice behind him. He did not turn his head, and his hands were still copied in his trouser pockets. "Shuiling, I believe you will come back to me soon."

"Oh, is it?" Yin Shuiling stood up with her own things and left with folded stool and sketch rack in her arms.

When Yin Shuiling leaves for about three or four minutes, Yin Dushen turns around and walks to the Land Rover on the road.

The lady of the famous family quickly followed.

Yin evening morning stands on the side of the driver's door, but does not open the door. His dark eyes are full of mature man's wind, and looks up at the lady opposite.

The lady was immediately ignited by the two frowns in his eyes. Her beautiful cheek was burning, and she was at a loss.

Yin Mu morning moved, went to the back seat and opened the door.

The lady is not a fool. She naturally knows the meaning of Yin Muchen's invitation. But she was brought up by the formal tradition, so she should not do this before marriage.

But she is short of breath, and her mind is full of men's handsome cheek like a knife. Yin Muchen is 32 years old. The adopted son of Yin's family is not from a real famous family, but he is more charming than those men from famous families.

His every move is the arrogance and Feng Rui of the market. When he is quiet, he brings the vicissitudes of men who are obsessed with women. He is a man with stories and blood and tears.

Mature man.

When the lady was conscious, she was already in the back seat.

When the body trembles, the man beside him props up on the back seat with one hand and does not hold her. The other hand pokes in from her skirt.

"No The lady held his hand.

"Why, no?" Men with a faint smell of tobacco, very good smell.

He closed his hand, sat for a few seconds, and leaned to open the door.

He never does things that force women.

"Late morning." Seeing him go, the lady quickly hugged him from behind. Well, well, she was defeated in his silent but powerful aura.

Trembling, the lady touched his face and went to kiss his lips.Yin WanChen turned his head and dodged, "sorry, I don't have the habit of kissing. In addition, you should say in advance that you are not responsible for the affairs between adult men and women

“… Yes The lady blushed and nodded.

Yin Muchen slowly turned around, clasped her slender waist and sat her on him.

Ning Qing followed Yin Shuiling and met a beggar on the road. A ragged mother knelt on the ground begging with her two-year-old son. Ning Qing watched Yin Shuiling take out two pieces of grandfather Mao from the bag and throw them into the mother's bowl.

The mother's eyes were dazzled. After reacting, she kowtowed to Yin Shuiling, who had never stopped. "Good people, really good people. Good people wish you a safe life."

Ning Qing smile, soft voice mouth, "water Ling, you are still the same as before, clearly know those beggars are mostly deceptive, but you give each time."

Two people from the distance of one meter, Yin Shuiling looked at the blue cloud in the sky and said with a faint smile, "yes, people have money for what, but they don't want to make themselves happy? Although I have no money now, I still want to give alms. I just want to be happy

"Well," Ning Qing nodded, "Shuiling, I have a tissue in my bag. Do you want to cry? I'll lend you my paper."

"Joke! Why should I cry? "

Ning Qing smiles and doesn't answer.

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