My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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The large room was quiet, the windows on the balcony were not closed, the evening wind blew a pale golden veil, and the little woman on the bed was still tossing.

"Well, Yin Zhihan, come back quickly, or else ... I'll really give you a cuckold ..."

"Yin Zhihan, how could you be dead, I ... will never believe it ... you are nothing like dead, you have not bid farewell to me, you have not died in my arms, this is not ... the plot What? "

"Yin Zhihan, where are you now, why ... don't you come back, you see it, and a lot of men like me, if you never come back, I won't ... rare you ..."

"Yin Zhihan ..." Lu Ning was enough. She turned to her side and curled herself into a small group. She hugged herself with two slim arms and pressed the small palm face into the pillow. She whispered to the man Name, crystal tears flowed out of the corner of the eye, "I miss you so much, will you come back, please, please ..."

She really misses him.

She hasn't seen him for ninety-four days.

Waking up in the hospital that day, everyone's expressions were dignified. They all told her that Yin Zhihan was dead. Oh, she didn't believe it, they must be joking.

She believed he must be alive.

But since he's been alive for so long, why not come back to see her?

Does he really not want her?

How can he do this, they just got married, and she still likes what he likes.

Lu Ning hugged himself, crying silently.

"Oh." Then a low-alcoholic voice sounded in his ear. "Crying?"

"Who?" Lu Ning was startled. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes. She couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a moment.

She seems to have dreamed ... Yin Zhihan!

His voice was familiar to her.

At this moment, the rough fingertips touched her tender little face, took away her tears, and her scorching eyes fell on her from above. "A Ning, who do you say I am, huh?"

"Yin Zhihan ..."

"Another name, I don't like it." The man frowned at Jian Jian.

Another name?

Husband?

Lu Ningmu did not speak.

At this time, a soft and affectionate kiss fell on her face, her hair, and finally kissed her white earlobe with a mouthful, "will not cry?"

"Ah!" A sensitive earlobe was attacked, and Lu Ning screamed like a little wild cat, except that she could hear her own ...

"No wonder it's noisy all day trying to cuck me, don't you want it?" The man's voice was thin but warm, "I missed me, touched me, how much do you think?"

Lu Ning felt that her skirt was lifted up, and then her fingertips came over.

She bit her lower lip with her teeth and straightened her toes.

At this time, her earlobe was kissed again, accompanied by the man's low, dumb **** laughter, "So much water? It looks like ... my husband's fault."

Lu Ning was groggy, her entire body was dominated by the man on her body, and there seemed to be a sound of strange noises in her ears, like the sound of a metal belt being torn open, and then she was forced through and rough.

"Ah," Lu Ning screamed again, two little hands clutching the sheets under her body.

If a man's turbid and heavy breathing seems to be absent, the dress on her body is lying down, then the big bed is moving, the world is moving, men and women do not need any dialogue and eye contact, and they are doing the most primitive Hit.