Dangerous Billionaire Husband!

Yin Muchen listened to the corner of his lips and laughed. The smile was meaningful, but it seemed that he was really happy. His heroic eyebrows were slightly picked.

At this time, Liu caizhe said, "uncle and aunt, since everything has been dealt with, you two might as well go back to have a rest earlier. I'll send a car to see you off?"

"No, no, we have a car. That evening, we won't disturb you. 88." Two people happily went out.

……

When they left, the door of the study was closed. Liu caizhe put the information on the desk and said with a smile, "twilight, what you promised is too straightforward. There are one and two. Are you not afraid that this couple is a bottomless hole?"

"Well Yin Dushen went to knock on the ash and snorted carelessly, "what are you afraid of? It's just a little money. I'm not young. I'm making money."

Listening to his lazy tone, Liu caizhe couldn't guess what he was thinking. He sighed, "this couple is really a good life, not a son or even a son. It's also the boss of a company and a famous person in T city. But the words are sour and I want to vomit. The sight is even more eager to move the ashtray in front of you. The Philistine breath is too strong."

Yin evening morning did not speak, he was smoking, handsome facial features hidden in the smoke, hazy and deep, not showing mountains and dew.

Liu caizhe observed his face, then bent down and joked, "although the Yin family is not good, but this daughter is really good. I don't know what kind of family the couple want to use this daughter."

Yin evening morning smokes a hand, then picks eyebrow to look at him, "very interested?"

Liu caizhe put his hand in his eyes. He raised his hand and surrendered, "I'm not interested. I'm afraid Some people are interested in something they shouldn't be interested in. "

Yin Muchen's ink eyes collide with Liu caizhe, and Liu caizhe's smile is interesting. Yin Muchen understands that, he takes a last puff of cigarette and puts it out in the ashtray, with two words, "work!"

……

It was eleven o'clock after work. Yin went back to his bedroom, took a bath and came out of the bathroom.

His hair was a little wet, and he wore a wine red silk nightgown. The belt around the waist of the robe was tied randomly, revealing most of his chest. Those small water marks still flowed on his wheat skin with texture. His muscles were strong and his waist and abdomen were tight. His six abdominal muscles could be seen through the gap between the belts.

The 25-year-old man's body is young and elegant, as if every cell is emitting the hormone of youth.

He went to the window and bit a cigarette in his mouth. He held the lighter in his right hand but didn't light it. He leaned lazily on the wall, playing with the lighter and looking at the bright mirage outside the window.

I don't know what he was thinking. Maybe he didn't think of anything. In the quiet night sky, he felt a little boring.

The bright wall lamp in the room stretched his back so long that he had begun to get it, but he still Feel lonely.

There is a space in my heart.

At this time, there was a slight cry in his ear. His tall body was stiff. His right hand took the cigarette in his mouth and threw it on the bed together with the lighter. He turned around.

The girl's bedroom was next to him. He opened the door and went in. There was a dim yellow lamp in the room. The little girl in the bed was crying.

Yin evening morning came forward, the soft and wide bed was so small, and the small black head was gone. All of them were in the quilt. He reached out to open the quilt on her face, and the girl wept in the quilt.

"Pain Sobbing Pain... " She was wearing a pink sleeveless nightdress, and Baiyu's little hand was covering her injured place.

Yin evening morning eyes light hair heavy, that place he looked, that peddler's hand is too heavy, her so delicate place, just began to develop, which can withstand?

"Shuiling..." He knelt on the bed on one knee, the big hand with clear outline patted her small face gently, "is the pain fierce?"

Yin Shuiling didn't wake up. She was still sleeping, but the pain in her chest made her unbearable.

More and more tears in her eyes, even Xiuqiong's small nose wings were crying red, that appearance is really pitiful, "Wuwu Brother Pain... "

Yin Twilight morning pursed thin lip for a while, there is light in the Mo Mou, a few seconds later, he opened her quilt, sleep beside her.

The girl's back to him, he did not stick up, the body maintained a little distance, his left hand gently ran over her waist, from her skirt into

Yin Shuiling in her sleep was extremely frightened and uneasy, "don't!" Her soft little hands went to clap the big one.

Yin evening morning by her make a frown, Jun pull the body deceive the past, he covered in her ear, soft voice coax, "Shuiling don't be afraid, it's brother It won't hurt in a moment

I don't know whether it was his voice or his taste that made her familiar. Struggling Yin Shuiling gradually quieted down. The girl was very ashamed. She didn't know whether this behavior could be accepted or not. She had never lived in her life, but this man was a brother

She can't refuse, and she doesn't know how to refuse.

So she shrunk herself into a small ball and buried her face in a soft pillow.

Seeing her fear and shyness, Yin Mu Chen buried her whole face in the pillow. She did not know if she could get angry. He raised his right arm and spoke to her, "water..."Only after opening my mouth did I know that my voice was hoarse. My throat was like burning charcoal, and my eyes were hot and congested.

He wanted to comfort her, it was just to relieve her pain, but this I can only cheat her, this little girl.

In fact, he also bullied her, is a little girl, also used "Brother" in her mouth.

Shameless.

He knew he was shameless. He knew it when he was 18.

In those seven years in the United States, he had a woman. He was a mature and normal man, with physical needs and needs.

He did not formally make a girlfriend, and he did not have any beloved women who must be her. He looked very normal. Those women got the so-called handsome wealth from him, and he got the youth's square vertical, and each took what he needed.

He doesn't plan to be a monk. He has little water. No modest gentleman is suitable for him. Frankly speaking, he is a poor boy born from a working family and the son of a "thief". He has no high requirements for himself.

He lives freely and wantonly, but he is also at a loss.

Like now, facing this little girl in his arms, he looks at his body's terrible reaction, and he doesn't know what to do?

He didn't know what to do with the little girl he met in his 18-year-old life?

He closed his eyes, and his throat was rolling and rolling. She had always been the bath gel of that brand, or he had prepared for her. The fragrance was familiar to him, but he could not bear the fragrance at the moment.

Dare not wake her up, so gently put his head to her cheek side of the hair buried, buried do not want to come out, she is soft and waxy, fragrant he intoxicated.

In fact, his physical reaction to her was not so simple. Even if he didn't hold her, just buried in her hair, he felt that his empty heart had been filled.

This feeling, so strange.

……

The next morning, Yin Shuiling slowly opened her eyes.

She sat up and kneaded her eyes. She had a good sleep last night. She thought she would have nightmares, but she didn't have a dream.

Open the quilt, snow-white feet fall on the carpet, want to wear slippers, but she suddenly remembered one thing, pink face has burst red.

Last night, like, my brother touched her

Panic droops a look at oneself, pajamas complete, originally painful place also does not ache, everything is very normal.

Is it her illusion?

"Oh Yin Shuiling covers her hot face with her little hands. How can she be so I don't know how to dream of my brother

But what about brother?

Yin Shuiling put on slippers and ran outside. She opened the door and went down the stairs. She was in a beautiful mood and said, "brother, where are you?"

There was someone in the kitchen. She hopped to the door. Baiyu's little hand was lying on the door frame. She put out her small head and called, "brother."

Yin Muchen is wearing a light gray V-neck thin thread shirt and black trousers. He is standing in front of the glass platform with one hand wiping his trousers. He is drinking water with a wide glass in his right hand.

Outside the window, the sun is gorgeous, shining on his sharp face, plating a layer of hazy beautiful light.

When he heard the call, he slowly turned his eyes, and the first thing that came into his eyes was the girl's delicate and bright face. As she had just got up, her white skin was still covered with tender light red, the small nose wings like Xiuqiong, the cherry like mouth, and the pink nightdress that had not been changed. She was like a little angel left in the world.

Yin evening morning put down the cup, hook up the corner of the lip, "Shuiling, are you awake?"

"Yes Yin Shuiling nodded forcefully. She walked into the kitchen and looked at the man with water. "Brother, where's my little plane?"

"In my brother's study, my brother has been repaired. You can get it yourself later." Said Yin evening morning rubbed her small head, "the plane broke down, if you really want to play, you can call your brother. Don't run around in the future. There are many bad people in the world. It's very dangerous. "

"Oh, I see." Her parents had taught her a lesson last night, and she would not do it again, but, "brother, are you not sad that the plane is broken?"

Listening to my brother's tone seems very indifferent.

"Well," Yin murmured, "brother is over that age, so he is not sad."

When he was 18, he cared so much about the plane because he looked at it as if he saw his parents, but now he doesn't need it.

There is only one thing he needs to do, the truth of the year.

And where's his mother?

"Shuiling, how was the plane broken yesterday?"

Yin Shuiling hung down her small head, and her small hand clenched her nightdress. She whispered, "it was I who accidentally broke it."

Yin evening morning glanced at the nightdress that she had clenched into folds, squinting and laughing, "then how did your waist injury come from? Did you fall with yourself when you crashed the plane? "

Yin Shuiling is not good at lying. She doesn't dare to look at her brother's eyes. She just nods casually, "well, yes, I fell together." She said in surprise, "brother, how do you know I have a waist injury?"www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!