My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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When Xiao Qing packed her room and went downstairs, she couldn't see Yin Muchen anymore. She was jealous and mad, she didn't need to think that Yin Muchen would definitely go back and accompany Yin Shuiling.

Yin Muchen was cold and ruthless to her, but to Yin Shuiling, the man seemed to be a different person, gentle and disgusting.

Xiao Qing didn't think it was her fault that Yin Mochen had moved her mind. A man who was always exuding male hormones like him would provoke a group of flowers and butterflies, and she relied on Liu Yixin to have such a powerful identity. It's a pity that women can't do anything with Yin Muchen.

Xiaoqing stepped forward, and she stood beside Liu Yexin and muttered, "Damn, has your brother gone? Isn't it because the elder brother is still in his thirties? I guess it must be Miss Yin who urged his brother."

Xiao Qing said very euphemistically, but she also wanted to express a simple meaning. She was so provocative that Liu Yexin hated Yin Shuiling.

Liu Yixin sighed heavily, "What is the use of her to remind A Chen? The key is not to see A Chen's attitude. A Chen wants to go back and accompany her. My son ... hey!"

Liu Minxin pushed the wheelchair to turn away.

Xiao Qing was shocked when she heard these words. She looked at Liu Xunxin's back inconceivably. Is Liu Xunxin a compromise?

Did she compromise with her son?

...

In the imperial palace villa.

Yin Muchen parked her car and walked into the villa. Grandma quickly greeted her from the kitchen. "Sir, you can come back. Why don't you answer your phone call?"

Yin Muchen glanced at the living room, but did not see Yin Shuiling. He frowned and asked, "Where is the person?"

Grandma pointed her eyes at the closed door upstairs and lowered her voice, "Sir, Miss Yin went upstairs to sleep very early. Today you didn't come back to accompany Miss Yin. Miss Yin seems very unhappy. Just finished Rice, Yin Shuiling also squatted on the lawn to pick up fireworks falling from the next house ... "

Yin Muchen pursed her thin lips. "I see. Grandma, go home."

He pulled his leg upstairs.

...

Pushing the door open, a yellow sconce was hit in the room. Yin Shuiling was buried under the silk quilt, and she was sleeping sideways.

Yin Muchen stepped forward, kneeling on the big bed with one knee, "Shui Ling, why did you fall asleep so early, didn't you say you were waiting for me to have dinner together?" He leaned in and kissed her little face.

Yin Shuiling didn't fall asleep. When he kissed her, she twitched the long, dense comb-like eyelashes. She just wanted to laugh, and he wasn't afraid to die?

She bet he ate outside, but he had to accompany her to eat when he came back, and he was really wronged.

He could be wronged in this way, but she didn't dare to wrong him, so she had the self-knowledge to eat first.

Yin Muchen saw that she ignored him, so she reached out and touched her forehead, like her favorite pet, "Shui Ling, I'm late today, don't be angry, I will accompany you at night. Big New Year Don't go to bed so early, let's go watch a TV show together. "

Yin Shuiling did not speak.

Yin Muchen expressed deep helplessness, and every time she was angry, she said nothing like this, and told him the cold war, saying that the heart of the woman, the needle under the sea, he really did not know how to coax her.

It's hard for her to coax.

"Shui Ling, get up, let's go watch TV." He pulled her.

Yin Shuiling then reacted. She shook off his big hand fiercely. "You go away, I don't want to watch."

"You don't want to see me want to see, sit with me." He leaned over and hugged her.

As soon as he met her, Yin Shuiling opened his eyes quickly, and in his mind the scene that was seen today at the entrance of the SK hall, did he also hold the woman in the same way, did he roll the sheets with the woman? Did you come back?

She thought she was ridiculous. She thought he would be the only one after he had her. She thought that she could turn over the past, but she ignored the bad roots of his man. He was just a breed, a horse!

"Yin Muchen, let go, don't touch me." She struggled with his hands and feet in his arms.

"If you don't let it go, I like to hold you."

Yin Shuiling was really angry when the man didn't let go. She raised her hand and fanned at his handsome face. There was a clear slap and a roar of her, "Yin Muchen, you get me!"

Suddenly, Yin Muchen was beaten.

He looked squarely at the girl's face, and she stared at him with **** and white eyes, all disgusted and disgusted in her eyes ... she didn't play with him!

But he thought she was playing with him, she just lost her temper, and he would be fine if he coaxed.

Yin Muchen's complexion was blue, and the handsome outline of the facial features sank. He stretched out two powerful fingers and pinched her small jaw. He cursed, "Yin Shuiling, are you slap me? Addicted? Today is the thirtieth year of the New Year, and you are so troubled with me? I'm exhausted outside, I still have to look at you when I come back? "

Yin Muchen really didn't understand that if he could make money to support his family, and if he could clean up green tea like Xiaoqing, even his mother was just around the corner. He could handle everything, but he couldn't handle her alone.

He knew that he was attractive. On the exquisite skin of his body, the power of turning clouds and rain, wherever he stood, those women rushed to him and posted on him.

But she is different.

Not only did she not stick to him, she pushed him out.

What should he do with her?

Yin Shuiling heard a burst of tears in his swearing eyes, and she also knew that she had been spoiled by him recently and could not tolerate a heavy sentence.

He had never lost her temper against her. It was her who lost her temper. When she came back from England, she slaps him a few times, and he never cares. She has taken his good for her as a habit.

But now he is not good for her, he scolds her, so she is wronged and wants to cry.

Looking at the water in the woman's eyes, Yin Muchen's heart softened quickly, but because of the man's face, he just let go of her, pursing her thin lips and not talking.

Yin Shuiling turned over and turned his back to him.

Both were silent, the atmosphere in the room became depressing, and the sound of festive firecrackers and fireworks outside the window welcomed the New Year everywhere.

Yin Muchen sighed in his heart, and then compromised. He reached out and pinched the red dress on her body, which was an active peace.

Yin Shuiling did not respond.

Yin Mu Chenxi retracted her hand, his eyes fell on her back, the red dress lined her rugged figure curve, and below her were a pair of small jade feet, which fell on the bottom of the pleated lace skirt. Looks crystal clear.

He rolled his throat and wanted it.

He knew with him that he was a man with a strong desire.

He leaned down and kissed her jade feet.

Yin Shuiling opened her eyes suddenly, and she stretched her feet to kick him, shameful and angry. "Yin Muchen, are you dirty?"

Where is he kissing, is he dirty?

Yin Muchen did not expect that she would kick him. He had already begun to look like that. She would be unmoved. If he could not hide, she kicked him again.

He was also angry. Ying Ting's body stepped forward. He pressed her pink neck and pressed her into the soft pillow. He warned fiercely, "Yin Shuiling, are you trouble enough? No matter how much trouble I am Just plug your mouth with something. "

Yin Shuiling was stagnant, and for a moment did not respond to what he said.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the man narrowed his eyes and looked at her. It was not enough to see her. His rough thumb pressed rudely on her pink lips, and it seemed to be really anxious. His right hand went to loose the metal belt.

It ’s not the bedside quarrel.

He tried it with her.

Yin Shuiling immediately realized what he wanted to do. In the movie room on her last trip to Hong Kong, she knew he missed it ...

Yin Shuiling's blood was pouring into her brain. At this time, he even wanted to do this to her?

She laughed angrily. When the man unfastened his belt and tried to bully him, she picked two willow eyebrows to look at him, and her voice was lazy. "Yin Muchen, do you want to hear what I did for a man for the first time?" Under what circumstances? "

"I was 18 at that time, and that man was probably in a bad mood that day. I went to the room and he pressed me on the bed while he was standing ..."

"Yin Shuiling!" Yin Muchen's movements froze. He interrupted her. His ink eyes shot at her like two sharp blades, and his eyes were stimulated by her words. Yelled, "Isn't it that pleases me like this? Are you happy when you see my pain?"

How fierce this woman is, she knows what he minds, the more he cares about things, the more she comes up and says, she stabbed his heart with a knife.

He is not God, and he knows pain.

It hurts.

Yin Shuiling closed her mouth in his stunned eyes, she leaned over her small head and ignored him.

Yin Muchen's muscles were all stiff. He gasped twice to recover the suffocation in his heart, and he let go of her.

He slowly got out of bed, the metal belt of the trousers untied, and one end hanged on the thick woolen carpet. He reached out and touched his face, and then buckled the belt slowly.

At this moment a string of cell phone rings, and he called.

Take out the phone to see, Xiao Qing called.

He pressed the button to answer the phone, "Hey ..."

Xiaoqing's panic sounded on the other side, "Hey, brother, okay, the godmother suddenly fainted. The ambulance has arrived, we are in the hospital, brother, come here quickly."

Yin Muchen Tongren shrank, and said quickly, "I'll be right away."

Hanging up the phone and putting the phone in his pants pocket, Yin Muchen didn't leave immediately. He paused and didn't turn his head. He just whispered and said, "I need to go out ..."

There was no sound behind him, Yin Muchen licked her dry thin lips and smiled at herself. "The elder I visited went to the hospital. I'll take a look. You ... go to bed earlier. Don't you just want to sleep? I'm not here, and no one is bothering you. "

He pulled out his long legs and left.

...

Listening to the sound of the door being closed, Yin Shuiling on the bed moved, and she took down the little powder fist that had been biting by her mouth. Tears were like tears in the thread, and she was already in tears.

Sitting up slowly, she looked at the closed door with tears in her eyes. Did he go?

He really left.

Did you go with that woman again?

Yin Shuiling pouted her mouth and sobbed twice. "Yin Muchen ..." She called his name, then lifted the quilt, and went down from the bed with bare feet. She flew open the door and hurried downstairs to chase he.