My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Shuiling was lying on the bed. She had something to say to Yin Muchen, but she was still ashamed.

She thought that her brother would ask her if she had a meal and whether she was obedient and obedient. When the atmosphere became active, she would gradually export the words, but she didn't expect her brother to come directly to the sentence "um", and the atmosphere was directly awkward here.

What should she say?

Beckham bit her delicate pink lips, and she stumbled in a small voice, "Brother, I ... don't need ... the teacher ..."

"Which teacher?" The voice at that end was clearly smiling.

Yin Shuiling Baiyu's little hand clasped the sheets, "That's the teacher. You invited me on the weekend, and taught me extra-curricular knowledge ... I think she's weird ..."

"Well, how weird?" The man's voice was low-alcoholic and particularly sweet, and he seemed to ask very seriously.

"The teacher said ... that 12-19 years is ... is the stage of love, and she also asked me if ... I like ... boy?"

"So do you?"

Yin Shuiling's face turned red, she did not expect her brother to ask so directly.

At this time Ning Qing and Yao Xiaozhu went into the bedroom. Yao Xiaozhu saw Yin Shuiling look shy and shy, and said loudly, "Yin Shuiling, why is your face so red, who are you calling, shouldn't it be your man? A friend? "

Yao Xiaozhu's voice was also passed to Yin Muchen's ear. Yin Muchen looked at the city lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and his eyes were burning.

The girl Nuo Nuo's voice came, and she was very coy. "Oh, Yao Xiaozhu, don't talk nonsense, I ignore you, hum."

The girl covered her little head with a quilt, and shrank her entire body into the quilt.

Yin Muchen's mouth quietly smiled. He called her softly, "Shui Ling ..."

Yin Shuiling felt that her heart was beating fast. She didn't know how to answer her brother's question.

She hadn't touched boys and didn't know what she liked.

"... No ..." Her bright, delicate face turned red into an apple, and anyone who was full of tenderness wanted to take a bite. She replied softly, "I only like brother."

This answer completely delighted Yin Muchen. He tried to smoke a cigarette in his trousers pocket with one hand, but thought that the cigarette had fallen on his desk.

He nodded. "Well, brother knows."

Yin Shuiling buried her face in a soft pillow, and her little hand touched her own carefree jump, where the beating was fast and chaotic.

Hmm ... she feels so ashamed ...

"Brother, today I saw a guy and a girl in the woods of the playground. They ... they hugged together, the girl's skirt was lifted up, the guy was touching her leg ... I was frightened and ran quickly Back to school ... "

Yin Muchen listened and raised his eyebrows lightly. The raised male throat rolled up and down, and his voice was a little dumb. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "I didn't lift your skirt or touch you. What are you afraid of?"

brother…

Yin Shuiling's Tongren shrank, and she really suspected that she had heard the wrong ear. How could my brother say so, straightforward and vulgar.

At this age, she did not know that men would be itchy from time to time to the women they loved. This kind of itching led to a rapid increase in hormones. No matter how good a cultured man is, he would show a straightforward and vulgar side. flirt.

Her twinkling pupils flashed bright and shy water, biting her pink lips, she stopped talking.

Yin Muchen knew that he was too much, and he closed his eyebrows and adjusted his disordered breathing. He said, "These things will not happen again in the future, so Shui Ling, don't be afraid. This Friday I asked Uncle Liu Pick you up, my brother may go back late and do your homework yourself. "

"Oh." Yin Shuiling nodded smartly.

"Hang up, good night, Shui Ling." The man hung up.

...

Yin Shuiling looked at the screen of the phone that had been hung up, reached out and tore off the quilt on his head, exposing his small head to breathe the fresh air outside.

At this moment, Yao Xiaozhu on the bed opposite said with a smile, "Yin Shuiling, who did you talk to on the phone just now? I look at you like that, and you blush and bit your lip. I don't believe it's not the boy you like. Yin Shuiling, I'm curious that you will What kind of boy do you like? "

Yao Xiaozhu's personality is lively and unrestrained, and she is even more mingled with the boys in her class. She has a good figure and a precocious mentality. He knows a lot about men and women, and it is not comparable to mice like Yin Shuiling and Ning Qing.

Yin Shuiling didn't speak, so she didn't tell Yao Xiaozhu that she was talking to her brother on the phone. This Yao Xiaozhu usually liked to gossip about her brother's gossip. She seemed to like her brother and admired her very much. She repelled Yao Xiaozhu in her heart. .

At this time Ning Qing put a collection of prose on the pillow, rolled over and lay on the bed, the girl spread her hair and wore white pajamas, pure and beautiful.

She is connected to Yin Shuiling's bed. The two girls are in a good relationship and sleep with their heads facing their heads.

Ning Qing was lying on the railing of the bed, looking at Yin Shuiling who was also lying on the opposite side, she asked curiously, "Shui Ling, what do you mean by like?"

"I don't know." Yin Shuiling Nuo Nuo answered, and the two girls looked at each other, closing their eyes to each other's ignorance and blush.

"You don't even know this?" Yao Xiaozhu waved with a small hand and laughed broadly. "It's like you see someone blushing and heartbeat, not seeing him and you're worried, watching him with other girls will make you feel You are sour and jealous. When you are with him, you will feel full of sweetness, and you always laugh. Your eyes have no second person except him, which is like it. "

Said Yao Xiaozhu looked at the two, "Do you understand?"

The two silly girls stared at her, unresponsive.

Feeling bored, Yao Xiaozhu rolled over and closed his eyes to sleep. "I won't tell you, you won't understand it."

"I don't understand either." Ning Qing turned over and lay down, she took the prose collection and continued to read, "I'll read a book."

Ning Qing turned a page. At this moment, she felt that her little fragrant shoulder was poked gently by a soft little finger. She looked back, "Shui Ling, what's wrong?"

Yin Shuiling has steamed two pink blushes on a small face. Her bright pupils have a bright spring-like luster flowing. Bai Yu's little hand reaches out and holds Ning Qing's little hand, then gently puts it on her heart. on.

She whispered and scared in the girl's ears and said, "Qing Qing, I heard Yao Xiaozhu's words just now, I remembered ... brother, I don't know why, my heart beats ... especially fast ..."

Ning Qing stared, "Shui Ling, you ..."

...

Friday and late.

Yin Shuiling returned to the apartment. She put her schoolbag in the room, then took the paper and pen to the living room to draw.

At this time, the aunt in the kitchen came out. "Miss Yin, dinner is already done. Something is going to happen at home tonight. Mr. Yin will be back home soon. run."

Yin Shuiling was sitting on the soft and clean carpet, holding a pencil in her right hand to draw on the coffee table, and when she heard that, she raised her small head and nodded.

The aunt looked at Yin Shuiling's beautiful and delicate face, and said to her that there were sweet and obedient schoolgirls who did not like this little girl. The more she looked, the more she liked.

Aunt Han walked out the door with a smile.

Yin Shuiling was painting with her head down. She wanted to draw a natural picture of blue sky and white clouds, but the pencil fell down, and a rough outline of a person appeared.

She froze for a few seconds, and remembered talking to Qing Qing on Monday night, and she felt the whole little face warm.

Alas, what happened to her?

Why are you thinking ... brother?

She hated biting her lower lip with Beckham's teeth.

At this time, a "snap", the entire apartment was dark, and the power was cut.

Yin Shuiling was afraid of the dark since she was a child. She stood up from the carpet in a "teng" moment, holding a pencil and drawing paper in her hand. She stepped back in shock.

Her eyes could not adapt to the sudden darkness, she retreated to the corner of the corner, and all she could see in her little hands was curtains, which were expensive Jiangnan embroidery.

There was a slight noise, and the apartment door opened.

Yin Shuiling looked up, and the door of the opened apartment projected a little light, and the tall, tall figure stood backlit.

Yin Shuiling immediately smiled, "Brother, are you back?"

The man at the door didn't say a word, banged, and the apartment door was closed again.

Yin Shuiling stood in place. She watched the tall figure walk to the sofa in the living room. He raised his hands on his suit, uncovered the sound of undressing, and threw it on the sofa.

He pulled out his long legs and came over.

When he approached, Yin Shuiling smelled a smell of alcohol on her body, and she raised her eyebrows. "Brother, have you drunk? Suddenly there is no electricity at home ... Ah!"

Yin Shuiling whispered scaredly, because a strong arm was leaning on her soft waist, and when the man pushed hard, she was taken into his arms by him.

His movements were not gentle at all. Yin Shuiling felt pain when he ran into his arms. The man's body was very hard, his muscles were tight, his young skeleton was strong, and his movement was slightly impatient.

Yin Shuiling reached out his two small hands to reach his chest. "Brother, what are you doing? Let go first, alas, you can't breathe."

The strength holding her a little loose, the man's handsome cheek was pressed against her pink face, and he became obsessed with fascination. The peak of his nose was buried in her hair, and his voice was low and low. Dumb, "Having a shower? Why is it so fragrant?"

"I didn't take a bath, I just left school ..." After listening to him speaking, Yin Shuiling's fear disappeared, she gave up struggling, and hugged him obediently, she asked softly, "Brother, are you drunk?"

The man said "En", and replied casually, "Probably, maybe."

"Brother, aunt is home, shall I go to the kitchen and cook a sober soup for you?"

"You can?"

She is a young lady with ten fingers who doesn't touch the spring water.

Yin Shuiling didn't say anything, she would. She reported to the chef school a month ago, and is now working hard to learn cooking, but she has n’t yet started teaching. I wo n’t tell my brother now, I ’ll give her a surprise when she starts.

She thought about it, and suddenly felt that there was something pliable on the right face covered with the cool air at night, and Yin Muchen was kissing her.