My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Shuiling froze, she ... kissed her brother's cheek.

The shower room was quiet all of a sudden, and a few seconds later Yi Lin screamed, "Ah! You, you ..."

Yin Shuiling's two small hands hurriedly reached the man's chest and left his handsome cheek.

"Shut up!" Yin Muchen interrupted Yi Lin's voice at this time. He looked at the girl in her arms and asked briefly, "Hug you?"

what?

Yin Shuiling did not respond for a moment.

At that moment, the sky was spinning and she was already hugged by the man.

Afraid of falling, Yin Shuiling quickly clasped his neck with two small hands and glanced at his brother. His sight was his perfectly smooth jaw, and his beautiful and elegant neck. There was a bulge, a man's throat, We are **** scroll.

Well…

Yin Shuiling was soft and she closed her eyes and buried her little face in his brother's shirt.

...

Yin Muchen hugged the girl into her bedroom and entered the door. He hooked the door with a long leg, stepped forward, and hugged the girl in the soft big bed.

The soft little body was trapped in the quilt. Yin Shuiling felt comfortable. Her two small hands were still hanging around his neck. She didn't give up.

Yin Muchen couldn't get up. He could only keep the posture of bending down. Both hands withdrew from her small waist and supported on both sides of her body. He looked at the delicate pink face in front of him and raised it. Jian Mei smiled, "Shui Ling, what do you do?"

Yin Shuiling blushed and couldn't say a word. She glanced at her brother. She just felt that her brother's eyes were bright, and she smiled deeply, like teasing her.

Who is he, what does she have in mind, and what does he want to do, he can't tell at a glance?

But let her take the initiative.

Yin Shuiling didn't speak, her eyes narrowed, and buried half of her small face into the soft pillow.

Yin Muchen was also very interested. He didn't move, only smiled with his lips, and really laughed. The man's narrow eyes were hooked up, showing the mature man's style.

He was handsome, countless female readers, born with embarrassment, and Fengqingli was wild and seductive.

"Don't talk? Then I'm gone."

He didn't call him "brother" but "me."

Yin Shuiling shrank her small shoulder, her brother's voice was low, echoed in her ears, low-alcohol and magnetic, like a current torture her eardrums, and her white little earlobe was stained red.

At this time, "Twilight ... Yin Muchen!" Yi Lin screamed next door.

As soon as Yin Shuiling stagnates, her hanging neck is moving, and the man is already up.

My brother is going to see Sister Elin.

"Brother, don't go!" She quickly looked at him with helpless and timid eyes, and the little cherry murmured, the children's coquettish.

Yin Muchen didn't move, but he didn't speak, just looked at her with a pair of burning eyes.

Wait for her below.

Yin Shuiling explained, "Brother, don't go now ... Sister Yilin is taking a bath. It's not convenient for you to go in ..."

"Well," the man snorted, indifferently, "I'm not convenient to see Eileen, would it be convenient in your bed now?"

Yin Shuiling was stupid again, but she also felt that kind of embarrassment when she heard the sound of "bed". She had white teeth biting her red lips, and she looked at the man in shock.

Yin Muchen immediately raised her eyebrows, glanced at her pink lips, and there was unpleasant criticism in the faint laughter, "I haven't bullied you, why are you looking like this, do you want to cry or not? Let go, I'm leaving, huh? "

After hearing him say "go" Yin Shuiling immediately panicked, "Don't brother, don't go ..."

In his eyes, she lifted herself up, and put on her pink lips, and kissed his thin lips.

Neither of them closed their eyes. Yin Shuiling was so astringent that he couldn't move after kissing. With wet eyes, he looked at the man's ink eyes near Chichi. Does that mean --- is it okay?

Yin Muchen did not respond.

Only his throat was moving.

Yin Shuiling was terrified, wondering if she was doing it right or not, thinking about the night of the power failure that day, she trembled her slender eyelashes, learned how he looked in memory, opened her mouth slightly, and sucked on the man ’s lips valve.

After sucking, she left, Bai Yu's little hand loosened his neck, and she buried her entire face into the pillow.

Too ashamed.

This measure is not her acceptable range, she feels that she has no face to face.

At this time, stepping on a bed, Yin Muchen knelt up on a long leg, holding her left hand on the side of her head, holding her small palm face into her palm, forcing her to turn her head.

Lowering her body, covering her ears, she laughed lazily with a voice that only two people could hear, "I'm not good enough to yell at you, a goblin? I'll teach you once, why didn't I see you on math problems? Talent? Like it? I kiss you! "

The last three words were spoken word by word.

Yin Shuiling opened her eyes wide, Bai Yu's small hand picked up a small powder fist and smashed it on the shoulder of the man Ying Ting. "Do you remember?"

She thought he was drunk and couldn't remember, but he remembered.

Did he remember not mentioning it?

He remembered kissing Yilin after kissing her?

The tears in Yin Shuiling's eyes "brushed" straight, and she was wronged, but her ... first kiss.

At this moment, the eyes were dark, Yin Muchen closed her eyes and pressed down, blocking her pink lips.

Suddenly being kissed, Yin Shuiling trembled, the two small hands hitting his shoulder quickly clenched his shirt, staring at him with big eyes.

The man kissed softly, kissed her gently and tenderly with his thin, thin lips, and sucked her twice.

The girl under him would not move anymore. He opened his eyes and looked at her red face. The silly girl didn't know to breathe.

"Open your mouth!" He said.

After reminding him, Yin Shuiling realized that she was out of breath, and she quickly opened her cherry mouth to breathe fresh air.

At this time, her small jaw was clasped by Yin Muchen's two fingers, and her eyes were dark again, and the man came in as expected and siege.

Yin Shuiling's beautiful black and white pupil Ren contracted quickly, and his two small arms around his shirt pinched his two healthy arms.

She never knew that kissing was okay ... like this.

Yin Muchen raised her eyebrow and kissed her. It felt contented and unsatisfactory. He had a woman, but he never kissed.

He didn't like the women too much, but they had unnecessary roles, some were clean and some were not clean. He was not interested in doing this kind of blending.

Second, seven years ago, the night he left, he accidentally touched the girl's lips, and it felt like marshmallows, fragrant and soft, too delicious, and he did not forget all year round.

After tasting the taste of the girl, he can no longer taste other people's tastes. Let's go down the grade, his appetite has been raised by her.

Now he finally kissed her.

She didn't disappoint him at all. Like many times in his mind, she even felt better, young and tender, and sweeter than jelly.

One thing is that her mouth is too small, and he had difficulty kissing at one time, which did not satisfy him.

He didn't dare to be satisfied. He knew how sweet the girl was than anyone else. He didn't dare to take care of himself when he kissed him. He was afraid that he would kill her without paying attention.

But this feeling made him drunk, higher than any woman, which is not only physical, but also spiritual.

His heart was filled.

After kissing for a few minutes, he let her go.

Ling looked at the girl below her in midair. She was confused and ignorant, and the pair of pupils was bullied by him with bright water, and she could only look at him with **** and white eyes.

Yin Mochen felt shameful at this moment. He reached out and covered the girl's eyes, his voice was dumb, and he forced unspeakable sexiness, "close his eyes."

Yin Shuiling came back to her mind, and her long combed eyelashes trembled a few times before she closed her eyes in a panic.

All the lost consciousness came back, Yin Shuiling felt hot, and her blush became cooked prawns, and even the bare white fragrant shoulders were stained with a layer of carmine.

At this time, her pink lips were not touched by the man's coarse-grained thumb. "How long has this been before the lips became red and swollen?"

Her lips were indeed swollen, and Jiao Di, who had never been touched, could not bear it, even if he was gentle.

Yin Shuiling was ashamed to dig into the hole. At this moment, the weight of her cheek was pressed down, and she secretly opened an eye slit to see that the man's head fell to her face.

Looking at it from such a close range, she only felt that the lines of the man's face were carefully drawn out in the comics, the sword-shaped eyebrows, the nose of the mountain, and his thin, **** lips ...

There is still water on the thin lips ...

I wonder if it's her or his.

She just hit the man's ink eyes, and his ink eyes were no longer clear and clear, some were just unstoppable surges of clear tide, and he stared at her so bright and straightforward.

Look at her with her eyes.

Yin Shuiling felt that her heart was beating very fast. This too high frequency was not in her range. She wanted to look away.

But she couldn't be sideways. Everyone had a beauty, and she was no exception. She looked at the handsome and impeccable face in front of her. She was confused by his dull eyes and was confused by him.

He has countless winds, and if there is a heart groove to lead her, she can't even resist a look.

Both men's disordered breathing was entangled together, Yin Muchen reached out and touched her little face, her mouth was dry and dry, and she hadn't made herself feel like this for years. "Good girl, remember, this is called a kiss, "His eyes fell greedily on her pink lips." Also, next time I kiss again, remember to close my eyes. "

If she dared to look at him again, he could not guarantee that he would control it.

Yin Shuiling listened blankly to him and didn't know how to react.

At this moment, the knock of the door rang, and Yi Lin's voice came, "Twilight, why did you hold your sister in the room for so long, did you tell me you didn't hear it? Come out soon."

With the weight around him, the man got up.

Yin Shuiling quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve. At this time, she remembered her purpose. She looked at him with the pupil who had been bullied and nourished by him.

Yin Muchen certainly understood the meaning of the girl. He raised his lips and raised an eyebrow. Without answering, he broke free of the girl's weak and boneless hands and stood up calmly.

Yin Shuiling quickly retracted herself into the quilt. Bai Yu's two little hands covered her hot face, and she was shameless.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, and Yi Lin outside the door peered into her room and looked into the room, "Twilight morning, the little sister is asleep?"