My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Muchen wore a dark blue striped shirt and gray slim trousers. The 31-year-old man was mature and stable from the years. When Yin Shuiling looked at his face, he saw his broad shoulders, and under the thin cloth Dazzlingly thick and superb arcs, full of masculinity.

He looked very bad, a pair of ink eyes staring at her, repeated, "No return to Britain."

Yin Shuiling lifted the quilt and got out of bed. "This matter has not been discussed. This time I returned as an exchange student. It will be three months. How can I graduate if I do not return to the UK ..."

"I'll let someone take care of everything for you. You don't need to worry."

"Yin Muchen, why are you so overbearing? Our deal, I sleep for you, and you let me see my dad, does this deal conflict with me back to Britain? You think, I ca n’t see my dad in the UK, I Of course I do n’t need to sleep for you. If I want to see my dad, I will come back naturally. Then I will send you a door to sleep ... In this case, why do you restrict my freedom? ”Yin Shuiling said as she walked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Wash your face.

Yin Muchen looked stiff, and he stood still looking at the little woman in front of the washstand. "Why do you have to go back to Britain? Is there anything worth remembering there?"

Yin Shuiling's action of squeezing toothpaste was delayed. She stared at the man, then slowly raised her lips. "Yin Muchen, what are you thinking? Well, as you think, I can't bear to be there Your boyfriend, Jack, was bombed home by you a few days ago, and I miss him a little. "

Yin Muchen uttered a low curse and lifted her foot to slap on the bedboard.

He acknowledged that he did think so, her honey in the UK went from 1 to 8, especially Jack, he minded, he really minded!

Now she is young and beautiful. She danced in the bar that day and played so high. He felt that he couldn't control her. He was afraid that she would be with other men.

She returned to England, what should he do, what does she think of him?

Is one of her men?

When she wanted to meet Yin De, she came to thank him?

Yin Muchen tried to restrain his temper. He didn't want to quarrel with her early in the morning. He knew that he could not win, and said that the party who loved to be active was passive, and he was so passive.

Yin Shuiling came out after washing, her cloakroom was ready, and she was not polite, she just opened the cloakroom door and went in.

The clothes, shoes and bags in the cloakroom are all big international brands. She glanced up and walked to the closet. The dresses in autumn were hanging from the cabinet. They were all ladies. The long skirts covered her knees, and the colors were mostly plain.

She turned back and looked at the door.

Sure enough, the man was putting his hands in his pants pockets and leaning against the door to look at her.

Yin Shuiling pointed at these clothes, and frowned dissatisfied. "I don't like these styles. They are too ladies. I want the colors to be brighter and shorter."

Yin Muchen lifted her thin lips and replied casually, "That's not it. If you don't like these, you can choose ... streaking."

"You ..." Yin Shuiling smirked, "Yi Muchen, what do you think of this? I am only 21 years old this year, and I haven't graduated from university yet. I am now the age when my youth is blooming like flowers. My figure is right. , Face is good, every part of the body is standard, why should I wear these ladies? "

Yin Muchen glanced at her coldly and sneered, "No ladies, what are you wearing? Also wearing short red shorts that cover the thighs? Standard should be exposed to others What? "

"Otherwise?" Yin Shuiling asked naturally, "I don't wear it for others, do I hide it?"

Yin Muchen took a deep breath and knew she couldn't make sense with her. She intentionally raised the bar with him.

"The clothes are here. If you don't wear them, don't go out today." He turned and walked away.

...

Yin Muchen didn't leave. He went to the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, and then took out a metal lighter to light it.

He took a puff of cigarette, then spit it out, and with the smell of nicotine paralyzed his nerves, he felt a little relieved.

He didn't like her wearing bright colors, especially the big red, and those hot pants and hot skirts, how he looked and how it obstructed her, and she didn't know how prominent she was, and who was walking on the street who didn't look at her for two Now, where would those men with unscrupulous minds look at her, he thought that he felt angry all over.

Six years ago, from the time she wore the big red and dark green dress, he had a vague expectation that there would be a day, but then he did not expect that he would be so careful and so uncomfortable.

What to do now, this little princess with a petite family at home, he can only give it kindly.

Who made him old?

He eats tender grass in his old age.

If she loses, he should spoil her.

The cloakroom door was opened and Yin Shuiling came out.

Yin Muchen looked back. She chose a suit, a cyan floral top, a lace skirt, and the skirt just covered her knees.

Yin Muchen looked at her frown, and did not cover her knees, but she was short.

Blame her legs.

Seeing his expression, Yin Shuiling quickly smiled, "You still feel short, right? I understand, so I took this ..." Yin Shuiling raised a small hand.

Seeing her palms, Yin Muchen's brows were even more frowned.

Yin Shuiling walked to the bed and sat next to the bed. She stretched out a jade leg and wore flesh-colored stockings on her hands slowly and gracefully. She knew that the man was looking behind, she was not afraid of trouble, and her voice was crisp. Talk to him, "Brother, I can't see anyone wearing this stocking, is this the head office?"

After putting on her stockings, she took off her slippers and stepped on a pair of crystal stilettos. She glanced up and down and was very satisfied. "It's also good, just wear it like that, brother, I'll go first."

She turned around and walked towards the door in a stingy posture.

As soon as the little hand hit the doorknob, her thin waistline was fastened by a man's strong arm. The man pulled it hard, and she slammed into his arms.

He was covered with copper and iron, and she felt pain when she hit it. "What do you do?"

"What do I do? Don't you know? OK, I've been able to bear it for years. I've made you uncomfortable wearing these clothes, so now you use stockings and high heels to stimulate me, knowing that men can't stand both, He held her in one hand, still holding a cigarette in his hand. When he pressed her into his arms, his thin lips found her little white earlobe, and he bit his hair.

Yin Shuiling's legs softened, and she slapped him with her little hand, "Go away ..."

Yin Tichen narrowed her eyes with her tickling strength and buckled her soft waist. He pushed her to the dressing table in the room by half-hugging and half-pushing, and swiped away all the above with her right hand holding the cigarette. Something, holding her ****, let her sit up.

This man is so bad, he pinched her hard when he took away her ****.

"Yin Muchen, you let me go ..."

She wanted to struggle, but the man's left hand pressed her small incense shoulder, and with one hand, he easily fixed her, she could hardly move.

Yin Muchen held her cigarette in her mouth and found her stockings on her leg with her right hand. He hissed and broke instantly.

Yin Shuiling screamed in a fright, she pinched Xiao Fen to punch him, "Yin Muchen, what do you do, you bullied me ... you said good to me, don't bully me ..."

Her legs moved violently, Yin Muchen pressed her long knees up to keep her from moving. Looking at the stockings torn between his fingers, his eyes became red. "Yin Shuiling, you wicked will sue first. Who is bullying who? You do n’t know? You know how hard I endure and ca n’t stand the stimulus, but you are wearing stockings and high heels in front of me, you are deliberate. Is it that I have been so good to you lately, and you are now climbing to I have it on my head. "

Yin Shuiling acknowledged that she was indeed intentional. Who made him so overbearing?

He's been really good to her recently. Even if he wants, but she doesn't nod, he won't touch, except for pushing him in a hurry, he forces ...

A good man does n’t want to lose money, not to mention she is not a good man. She quickly begged for mercy, holding her cherry-like red lips and watching him coquettishly. "Yin Muchen, I was wrong, I was wrong ... Stop it, oh, I My stomach hurts ... "

She covered her little belly with two little hands.

This trick really worked. Yin Muchen stopped immediately when he heard it. He looked at her delicate and bright face and asked, "Does it really hurt or fake? Whoever lies is a puppy!"

You're a puppy, your family is a puppy!

Yin Shuiling stared at him with **** eyes.

Yin Muchen knew that she was lying, and her throat was rolled. He took the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the carpet. Ying Ting's body pressed over, and he covered her attractive mouth.

"Hmm ..." Yin Shuiling opened her eyes and struggled quickly. "Go away, don't kiss me ..."

"It's not that simple to shout again!" He threatened her in a low voice.

Yin Shuiling was afraid of him coming, so he could only kiss him twice, she kept hiding behind him, he kept pressing, and both of them arrived on the mirror. She slapped him, and her soft voice was all charming. "Alright? Okay ..."

Yin Muchen got into her little tongue while she opened her mouth, and clasped her back with her big hands to deepen the kiss. He softly and eagerly coaxed, "Not good ... kiss for a while, be nice ..."

There was a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth, and the two of them were entangled with each other's breath, not knowing who was messed up, who was hot, and the quiet room echoed with blushing water stains.

Yin Shuiling steamed out a little face, "Oh, okay ... Yin Muchen, don't kiss, don't kiss ..." She pushed away his handsome face with a soft, boneless hand.

Favored by him, her voice is charmingly overflowing with soft water.

Yin Muchen held her right hand on the dresser and held her in her left hand. He adjusted his breath, but he couldn't. The sweetness in her mouth was all in his mouth. He stepped forward and kissed her again.

"Ah!" Yin Shuiling's head crooked, hiding under the collar of his shirt, without letting him kiss him.

She frowned and giggled, "No more kisses ... I'll be angry if I kiss again!"

Yin Muchen sidled her face and slammed into her smiling pupil.