My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Shuiling felt that the tip of her nose was sour, but her eyes could not shed tears. If he wanted to humiliate her, now congratulations, his purpose has been achieved.

She gave up the struggle and asked him weakly, "What on earth do you want? Your fiancee is still outside."

The man behind was laughing and stretched his right hand to pull the zip of his trousers. "Is Xiao Yao? It's okay, she is everyone's lady and knows something to open and close one eye. Shui Ling, stop marrying, eh Do you say that I might let you marry someone, don't harm others, just like this life, you stay quiet and let me raise them. "

Yin Shuiling wanted to laugh, and she did laugh out loud. With his status today, a slow talk of "don't harm others" would threaten her to the extreme.

Does he support her?

Qing woman?

"Yin Muchen, why can't you let me go, and why do you do this to me?"

"How do I treat you? I'm not good enough for you? Actually I can give you better, but don't you, you are not rare."

She didn't want her to be rare, so he didn't even know what to do with her?

He held her waist with a big palm, and he wanted to bully her randomly, but he suddenly felt that the woman under him was not moving. He opened his dark eyes, and saw that she had a small knife in her hand. The blade rested on her delicate powder neck.

Yin Muchen Hitomi shrinks and releases her.

Yin Shuiling had to take off. She stood straight and faced him. The skirt dropped like a stream of water to cover all her spring light. Her entire body was on the wall alertly, staring at him coldly, "I don't Will marry, but as long as I'm alive, you don't want to run into me again. Go! "

Yin Muchen looked at her for a few seconds, and the frosty ink frost appeared on the cold knife frost. Suddenly he smiled slightly, turned his back lazily, and fixed his belt.

He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it with a lighter. He inserted his left hand into the trouser pocket, took a puff of his eyebrows, and then spit out slowly. He didn't look at her and said casually, Still nice to you. "

He turned and left.

Yin Shuiling watched him drift away, until she turned away, and her strength seemed to be gone, her legs were soft, she crouched slowly along the wall, and buried her face in her knees.

She didn't know why she met this man named "Yin Muchen" in her life?

...

Zhou Yao really feels bored. He doesn't like these high-level parties. Everyone wears suits and leather shoes. He smiles with low eyes. He looks fake as he pleases.

It was better that he ran for thousands of kilometers in the army, sweating and sweating happily.

What's most annoying about him is that he will attract a lot of attention wherever he goes. The rich people's family will attend this wedding, and they will see him as a bright-eyed and reserved culture, they wo n’t say Run up to entangle him, but look at them with a passionate look, and let him go wild.

If the usual man drowns in this gentle fragrance, it is him alone, the insulator, not poisonous, and let them have love again, he is a piece of wood, no electricity, no use.

Zhou Yao put his hands in his pants pockets. The one-meter-nine-tall man was so strong that his soft-textured white shirt seemed to be cracked in the next second, exposing his strong muscles like barriers. Other men wore white shirts. It's all a gentleman, and he's a good, lazy, unruly look, too wild.

Zhou Yao walked boringly, and now came a familiar figure.

He glanced at the thin lips of the surname, his heart was so clever, the path of the enemy was narrow and cold.

When he saw her look clearly, the unruly smile on the corner of his mouth was stagnant. I did not expect that the demon head might wear this kind of clothes.

The cold kite wore a cheongsam, turquoise embroidered with large pink peony, a more vibrant color than this sea of ​​flowers, the retro disc buckle clasped in her beautiful pink neck, and the delicate silk-like flowing cloth wrapped her enchanting and exquisite In her figure, the woman was tall, and the cheongsam was over her knees, and her white and straight **** was too eye-catching during the walk.

Leng Zhiyu's body is the best among women. Ning Qing is small and small, and Jane is weak. She is not like her ... Woman, a real woman's body is like her. The straight buttocks of the buttocks, the waist was so thin that it was a stunner to wear a cheongsam.

It's just that this stunner is very dissatisfied with her dress, and Leng Zhiyu's mood is terrible.

She did n’t know why her dear father and elder brother wanted her to wear this dress, and she was very uncomfortable with the clasp. The important thing was that she wore a pair of high heels on her feet. This stuff, limping.

A lot of men stared at her this way. She was in a bad mood. She couldn't wait to take off her high heels and smash it in the past. Then she looked at your dog's eyes!

Leng Zhiyu took two more steps, and when she looked up, she saw the man standing in front of her, Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao wiped his trousers pockets with both hands, staring up and down at her figure with narrow eyes. He had a smile on his face, but he couldn't talk about appreciation. It was more teasing.

As if willing to watch her embarrassment at the moment.

The fire of Leng Zhiyu broke out for a day, and she stared at Zhou Yao coldly, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a beauty? Smelly bully!"

She walked sideways away from him.

At this moment, Zhou Yao laughed and laughed, "I have seen many beautiful women, I have never seen you like this. Hey, Miss Leng, have you heard an idiom, Dong Shixiao?"

Dong Shi Xiao?

The cold kite was ignited instantly, and she turned around and looked at it vigorously, "Look for death!"

Hurrying towards him, she swept one leg and ran right foot towards his handsome face.

Zhou Yao ducked a little sideways, rubbed her right hand in the trouser pocket and pulled it out. The thick and thick palm clasped her sweeping white ankle.

Men have been used to dancing all year round, and life in the army is rough. For the first time, holding a woman's ankle, small and ingenious, is not enough for him to hold, the skin is really smooth, and he slipped his hand.

He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at her. "Miss Leng, do you really know it or not? Come on and wear me a cheongsam and show it to me intentionally?"

Leng Zhiyu didn't understand for a moment, and suddenly saw his eyes looked into her legs, how bad he looked, wicked, "Well, I didn't see Miss Leng and a pink girl heart, Wear cartoon cotton pants. "

"Ah," Leng Zhiyu screamed. She realized that she had made some low-level mistakes. She wore a cheongsam and kicked him.

"Release!" She tried to retract her feet.

But before he did not work hard, the man took the lead to let go, and her right foot hit the ground, because it was the high heels that didn't stand for a while, and she said "ah" again, and the whole person fell to the ground.

This cheongsam and these high heels are wrong!

She thought she was going to have a close contact with the earth, but no, her thin waist was fastened by a big palm, and she was firmly supported.

Opening his eyes, the man's dark and handsome eyebrows were close at hand. He laughed, "Miss Leng, I said that you are secretly in love with me. It is not enough for me to look at it, but to give it away?"

Leng Zhiyu was angry, "shameless!" She fanned out her right hand and wanted to give him a slap.

But did not succeed, a "bang", her **** was halved, the man dropped his hand directly, and she fell to the ground all at once.

It was embarrassing and embarrassing. Leng Zhiyu listened to the laughter of "haha", and everyone around her looked at it.

Because she fell to the ground, her cheongsam was a little bit open. She hurriedly closed her legs to prevent herself from being seen. Her **** really hurts. She was born to be a daughter of the cold family. Although she did n’t have a mother and friends, her father and brother Broken, where did this birdishness come from?

She felt her cheek wet and reached out her hand, tears.

She frowned, what the hell?

She won't cry.

Probably the **** broke and the tears were shed.

She didn't care about the laughter on the sidelines. She got up and tried to stand up, but couldn't stand her feet.

Zhou Yao was standing beside her with tall legs and long legs. To be honest, he was a little proud to see her fall to the ground. This woman was too arrogant and had to kill her spirit.

Probably no one believes that the commander of his mighty Chiyan Special Forces is here to tease a little woman for pleasure.

naive!

Looking down at the woman, the woman's hands are small and white, not like an agent, she covers her cheongsam with her two small hands and tries to stand up.

She was wearing high heels and couldn't stand up. It looked a little funny.

Zhou Yao would not admit that he was guilty. The people around him were still laughing. His sharp eyes glanced over it, which means-are you idle?

Everyone touched his gaze, and they shivered.

Zhou Yao stepped forward and came to her, he slowly extended his right hand, "Get up."

He pulled her.

With a "snap", it was Cold Kite who slaps his big hand.

Zhou Yao's face was a little dark, "Don't you know this woman, I'll pull you, you just get up, or I'll go."

"You roll for me, hurry, roll, roll!" Cold Kitty lifted her head and roared at him.

Zhou Yao could see the tears on her face, and he froze. He didn't see the woman crying. It was the first time she saw the woman crying. Her mixed-race pupil was beautiful. With the gray color of Mi Li, full of exotic flavor, now there are crystal tears hanging on her delicate cheeks, the skin is really white, the white is still transparent with powder, like tender tofu.

He didn't expect that women with a witch-like head usually also had such a ... when he was weak, he caught it for a while.

One hand was still rubbed in his trouser pocket. He raised his head, licked his dry lips subconsciously, and was yelled at a few "rolls". He couldn't look any better, and was very patient. "Cold kite, ask Your last sentence, can't you afford it? "

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't you cat cry rat, you rude man!"

Zhou Yao heard this and frowned, and he turned and left.

Before reaching two steps, there was a scream of anger in front of Zhongtian. "Mix boy, who made you so bully a girl? See if I can't kill you!"