My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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When Yin Shuiling ran to the door, she had already taken out her mobile phone from her pocket, and her head turned quickly. You must inform your brother when this is dangerous.

The brother who set the emergency call number on the mobile phone, she was not frightened, and her action was quickly and calmly pressed.

Only when she pressed it, she was restrained. The uncle's voice was in her ear, and she was touched.

She just wanted to vomit.

The phone dropped on the ground, and she struggled fiercely. "Get away, don't touch me!" She quickly opened her mouth and bit her arm severely.

The stall owner didn't expect her to be so fierce. She looked like a silly white sweet girl, and her mind was keen and intelligent. He was angry, and hugged her on the bed in three or two steps. He slammed and a slap was thrown directly. Go up.

Yin Shuiling has not been manipulated since childhood, not to mention a 15-year-old girl with a weak body and lack of strength. Her right face was instantly painful and almost numb.

The tears in her eyes "brushed" straight away, and she wanted to continue running, but her eyes went straight to Venus, and her vision was blurred. At this time, she realized that she was afraid and held her knees to shrink into the bed. "Don't come over, I My brother will come later. If you dare to touch me, my brother will not let you go. "

The stall owner smiled with a groan on his chin. He stepped forward and grabbed Yin Shuiling's white ankle and put her under him. What a **** woman, he couldn't stand just looking at her ankle just now. .

"Brother? Haha, little beauty, do you have an elder brother? The elder brother is still the elder brother. Seeing you like this, no elder brother can hold back. I usually play less."

Yin Shuiling couldn't understand what he was talking about, and it wasn't good words either. Bai Yu's two small hands grabbed his face, "Go away, walk away!"

At this time, the more she struggled, the more excited the stall owner was. He reached out and grabbed Yin Shuiling's chest and pressed hard. "Little beauty, you tell me to go now, but I promise you will ask me to leave later . "

When her chest was attacked, Yin Shuiling's painful face was twisted. She was really in pain. She was crying and talking, "Brother, brother help me ... wow ..."

The stall owner couldn't help it, his eyes glowed like wild animals, one leaned over, and two hands came to the collar of Yin Shuiling, trying to tear it off.

But this time, his hands were clasped.

The sight was a big, clean hand with a clear outline and very beautiful.

The stall owner was totally dead, I wonder if he was too excited just now, or if this person came without a trace, he didn't even notice the people around him.

"Who dares to do bad things for Lao Tzu ..."

With a slam, he didn't have time to look up, and a long leg struck his block directly, hard and accurate. He screamed, and the whole man backed a few meters and hit the wall directly.

When Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya ran into the house, they saw this **** scene. The stall owner screamed screaming, covering his hands with both hands, his hands were full of blood flowing out of his hands, which was too dazzling.

The stall owner was decadent.

Liu Caizhe turned around and chose not to watch this scene. Hu Ya looked calm and familiar with the scene. He waved two bodyguards, and the bodyguards pushed the stall owner out.

When Liu Caizhe looked sideways, he saw a small figure on the opaque but dark bed. The small figure showed a small slender leg and belly, how white the skin was, like the dark bed The pearl is faint.

How dirty the room was, how pure she was, the sharp visual contrast.

There were cries in the room, and I didn't know what the girl's throat was made for, and she was charmingly delicate.

Born torture men's ears by nature.

Liu Caizhe said in his heart that it is no wonder that at 15 years of age, these evils were born. The long beautiful woman is a evil in itself.

Liu Caizhe also wanted to see. At this moment, he only felt a gloomy and cold gaze at him. He turned his eyes, and the handsome man in the one-handed trouser pocket was staring at him unhappyly.

Liu Caizhe, "..."

He turned to look at Hu Ya next to him. Where can he be seen? Hu Ya has already walked into the yard, avoiding the suspicion of turning his back.

Liu Caizhe, "..." What about the horse?

He turned around and left.

...

When everyone was gone, Yin Muchen came to the bed and kneeled on the bed with a long leg. He reached out to touch the girl, "Shui Ling ..."

Yin Shuiling curled herself up in a small corner, feeling that someone came across, "Ah," she screamed, kicked him with her hands and feet, "Go away, walk away, don't touch me!"

"Shui Ling, is my brother ..."

"Walk away, don't touch me ..." Yin Shuiling couldn't listen, she was really frightened, holding her tightly like an injured fawn, not to be touched.

Yin Muchen's handsome brows frowned into a Sichuan word, "Shui Ling." Two big hands held her little incense shoulders, directly holding her into her arms.

Yin Shuiling immediately picked up Xiaofenquan and slammed him hard. After two smashes, she found that something was wrong. This warm embrace and the clean and masculine atmosphere of the man were so familiar.

She swallowed slowly in his arms and raised her eyes slowly. When she saw the handsome face in front of her, "Wow ... brother ..." She burst into tears, her arms hanging around his neck, hugging her tightly. Live him.

"Woo, brother, you are here ... you are finally here, I was so scared just now ..."

Yin Muchen wrapped her little fragrant shoulder in one hand, pressed her in her arms, touched her back head with one hand, and pinched her hair with her cheek. His voice was low and gentle, coaxing the little girl She, "Shui Ling, don't cry, my brother is here, it's okay, that bad guy has been driven away by my brother."

"Well," Yin Shuiling nodded. "Brother, that bad guy hit me and hit me, I hurt so much ..." Tears in her eyes desperately dropped.

Yin Muchen let go of her, and her right hand opened her cheek hair to hold her little face in his hands. His pupils shrank violently. How delicate her skin is. He usually presses one of his **** up Red mark, now a bright red slap print on her right cheek.

Yin Muchen always had a huge murderous intention in his quiet Swen's ink eyes. He frowned, raised his voice and told the outside, "Go and buy a swelling and scar ointment."

"Yes, boss." Hu Ya commanded.

"Where else hurt, brother to see." Yin Muchen relaxed her little face and looked up and down her body.

Yin Shuiling gradually shed tears, her Xiuqiong's little nose cried and flushed, and those Uzer's hair cluttered on her delicate little face like white snow, which added a touch of beauty.

She inhaled the tip of her little nose, moved it backwards, lowered her eyes, and shook her head, "Nothing."

She was vaguely ignorant at this age and knew that there was something she couldn't say.

She wasn't good at lying, and Yin Muchen didn't look right when she saw her. She stretched out her right hand to buckle her arms, "Shui Ling ..."

"Hisse." Yin Shuiling drew a breath, holding his left hand over the injured area, and shook his arm to shake off his right hand.

Yin Muchen glanced at the place she was covering, and all understood. His entire exquisite and handsome face sank down, like a frozen frost, seeping through the infiltrating cold.

His voice also became tight, but trying to suppress his temper, he softly whispered to her, "Show my brother."

"Don't." Yin Shuiling backed away in a panic. This retreat moved her where she was hurt, and the teardrops that had just stopped falling down again.

Yin Muchen looked at her for a few seconds, then got up and got out of bed. He came to the only window in the room and stood. From a formal occasion, he wore a light blue shirt, dark gray trousers, wide shoulders and narrow waist. Tall Daying Ting.

The knot rolled, and he found a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, smoked one, and lit it.

When he smokes, he bows his waist, his hands frown and smokes. The soft and expensive clothing is very slim. When he bows his waist, he can see the strong and sharp lines of his back.

A 25-year-old man is a man of magnificence.

He took a cigarette in his trousers pocket with one hand, and with the taste of nicotine, he looked at the little **** the bed. The throat knot of the surname lifted up and smoked. Right hand came to the button of her cyan dress and began to untie it.

Skilled.

Yin Shuiling was smelled by the smoke. After clearing the cough, she hurriedly held him with two small hands. The white face of the beautiful beauty was red, and glutinous swallowed, "Brother, don't look."

Yin Muchen drew a corner of her lips with a small smile. Only those ink eyes hidden deep and fierce, he smiled. "Show my brother a wound and see if he wants to go to the hospital for treatment or apply some ointment at home."

Yin Shuiling looked up. "Brother, you are not a doctor. Can you diagnose the condition by showing you?"

The girl's pair of pupils were overflowing with bright water, probably the reason why she had just cried. She really didn't understand anything. When she looked up and asked him, her eyes were too clear.

Yin Muchen's ink eyes were darkened again, and his eyes faintly brought out his mature and light-hearted tone, his tone was casual, his voice was dumb, "Well, my brother has experience."

Lessons from women ...

She doesn't understand.

If she understood, she shouldn't look at him like this at this time.

Yin Shuiling was shy, still unwilling, "brother."

"Shui Ling, forgot what my brother said, my brother is different from others, and my brother can see where others cannot."

Yin Shuiling remembered this sentence. Seven years ago, a boy peeped at her changing clothes and fell to death. She asked him, and he responded so.

She lags for a few seconds, and suddenly her chest is cold. She hasn't tried it like this, her long eyelashes are closed tightly, and a soft soft spit overflows from her little mouth.

Only then did the words fall into a displeased mute, "Don't call!"

Yin Shuiling was frozen.

Soon her clothes were closed, the smell of smoke in her nose was gone, and there was a rush of smoking, and it was probably anxious to smoke. . "

"Oh." Yin Shuiling opened her eyes, her older brother was gone.

She turned to look, and her brother wiped his pants out of the door with one hand.