My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Shuiling stared at the crystal chandelier above her head, Bai Yu's little hand clenched the sheets under her, and she allowed the man to kiss her.

Yin Mochen's action was very eager. He put the **** the bed, he was lying on the side with a healthy arm, and found her aroma, he kissed her little mouth directly.

She didn't cry or make trouble tonight, not to mention that he did not accompany her, as if she really didn't care, but she was so indifferent to him, although her person was in his arms at the moment, he couldn't catch it Her heart.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he was eager to catch something on her.

He wanted to prove to himself that she was his.

Kissing her little mouth, his left hand slowly pierced her, and touched her twice through the cloth. He came to her belly and got into the clothes.

As soon as he got in, he noticed her stiffness.

Although she did not resist, her whole body was cold like a stone.

Yin Muchen opened her eyes and released her. He stood up and looked at the girl underneath her, her face was pale, her beautiful pair of pupils lost all their charms, and stared at the crystal chandelier like that.

Yin Mochen's heart instantly burst into a sense of powerless frustration. He lowered his head. He held her face with his nose as tall as a mountain peak. He talked in a low voice, his voice in a low voice was like a little lost on the roadside. The dog is very pitiful, "Shui Ling, what's wrong with you, can you give me a sentence? If I didn't accompany you tonight, I've already apologized ... Shui Ling, you're cold violence against me now, can you please such?"

Yin Shuiling loosened the sheets. She moved and said, "No, either? I don't want to go to take a shower."

Yin Muchen raised her head and stared at her with a pair of injured ink eyes.

Yin Shuiling reached his chest and pulled away from each other. She slowly got up and said, "I will go to prison to see my father tomorrow."

Yin Muchen was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, "OK."

Yin Shuiling got out of bed and went into the bath to take a shower.

...

Ten minutes later, Yin Shuiling came out wearing a pajama. Yin Muchen leaned on the bedside and flipped through the magazine. She was obviously waiting for her. She didn't see it. She walked straight to the sofa and tried to lie down.

He definitely wouldn't let her sleep in other rooms. She didn't want to quarrel, so she was on the sofa tonight and he was in bed.

As soon as she lay down, her soft waist was hugged by the man behind him. Yin Muchen chuckled, and laughed with self-deprecating ridicule, "Is it really going to be a cold war with me?"

Yin Shuiling didn't speak, Yin Muchen picked her up and sent her to the soft big bed. "You don't want to sleep with me, you can say clearly, I can let you sleep on the sofa? You sleep on the sofa, I sleep on the sofa."

He quilted her, bent down and kissed her forehead again, then turned and walked towards the sofa.

Lying on the sofa, he supported his right arm behind his head, glanced down at the big bed, and the girl curled up inside and fell asleep quietly.

Yin Muchen hooked his lips. Why did he feel that happiness is near him this morning, and now happiness is out of his reach?

She was unwilling to communicate with him, and she erected a wall against him in her heart.

This wall is probably stiffer and stronger than it was three years ago.

Ah.

...

Yin Shuiling slept all night. She dreamed. The dream was a mother. The mother in a white dress pointed at the tip of her nose and questioned her. Shui Ling, did you forget your mother's death, did you forget your father still Are you in jail, have you forgotten Yin's family's vengeance, how can you be emotional to Yin Muchen again?

She was awakened, her small body shivering in the quilt kept shaking, she couldn't speak, she just shook her head, she looked at her mother's eyes and shook her head helplessly. She said in her heart, I'm sorry for my mother ...

In the early morning, she felt that someone was standing on her bed, and a large, warm palm rubbed her hair. "Shui Ling ..." Someone called her name gently in her ear.

She instinctively craves this low-mellow and pleasant voice. The dream is so cold and cold. She shrinks her body and puts it in the big palm, and she looks for the temperature.

A clear and charming breath came over her, her forehead was kissed, and those thin, tender lips touched her forehead lovingly, "Shui Ling, I'm going on a business trip today ... I will be back in about two days, obediently , Eat on time, wait for me at home. "

She felt moist in her eyes, and the silk was held tightly by the two slim arms under her. She left his big palm and buried her small face in the pillow.

At this time, her cold mouth was covered, and her teeth were lost. He attacked him. He wrapped around her little tongue and took a sip like jelly, then softly said, "Shui Ling, wait for me when I come back. Okay, okay? I do n’t know what to do if you ’re this way? I ’m afraid of crying at you if you are fierce, and you push me away again if you are better at you. What I do seems to make you angry. ”

She didn't talk, she just fell asleep quietly.

The temperature in his mouth pulled away, the man let go of her, footsteps sounded, and he went out.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, two tears came out of Yin Shuiling's eyes.

...

Yin Muchen was really on a business trip and was very anxious. She flew away in the early morning flight, Yin Shuiling got up early, had breakfast, and Uncle Tu sent her to prison.

The prison director personally entertained her. She sat on a bench and waited for Yin De to come.

Soon Yin De came under the escorting of two people. He hadn't seen him for a month. Yin De seemed to be a little older. He walked on his waist and his prison clothes were ashamed, as if every step was difficult.

This look is very different from what I saw a month ago. At first glance, it was the kind that was abused. Yin Shuiling bounced up from her chair. She looked at Yin De pale, "Dad."

Yin De sat down on the opposite bench, he picked up the microphone and talked to Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling sat down slowly, she picked up the microphone, shouted with a trembling voice, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Does your body look bad? Is there someone to abuse you, they let you do heavy work, they hit you Anymore? "

"No, no." Yin De waved his hands in a panic. Although he was denying it, he looked around cautiously. The appearance was dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and he dared not say.

He seemed to be abused and threatened not to speak.

Yin Shuiling's complexion was pale, and her little hand hanging to her side squeezed her fist tightly. Who can cover the sky with one hand in this prison, and who can't get along with her father?

Yin Muchen?

The answer is obvious.

Yin Shuiling saw a small piece of the collar of Yin De's prison uniform through the window, and Yin De had a red scar on his neck, as if he had struck his neck with a rope.

Where did Yin Shuiling stand Yin De's look? She looked at him moistly and murmured, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all me that hurt you ... I knew it would happen this way, I won't, I won't ... "

Fell in love with him ...

Yin De looked at the painful appearance of Yin Shuiling, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, but he said sadly and kindly, "Shui Ling, father is all right, as long as you live well. Shui Ling, your mother left early, and the father is still You ca n’t take care of you in prison. You can only rely on twilight outside. You must not be angry with him. After all, it is now under our control. Everything depends on his mind. "

Yin De's remarks hinted that Yin Shuiling should not talk in front of Yin Muchen. After all, he is now in jail, and Yin Muchen can make him die if he is not happy.

Yin Shuiling thought about it. The reality is indeed the case. When she saw her father once, she had to let him sleep once. How could she dare to disobey him?

Identity, power, wealth, he now has it.

Hehe, hehe.

Yin Shuiling smiled sadly and sadly.

"Shui Ling, Dad knows that you are sad too. You do n’t care about Dad. Shui Ling, you go back to England to study well ... Dad has only you such a daughter. Since I was a kid, your mother and I have held you in the palm of your hand. Raising, you have to make yourself better, so that your mother and I feel dead without regrets. "

"Dad!" Yin Shuiling looked at Yin De with tears in his eyes, begging, "Don't say the word death, please don't say the death ..."

My mother has gone. In the past three years, her mother has become her nightmare. She can no longer bear her father's departure from her. If her father goes away, her nerves will be crushed by a huge sense of guilt and she will go crazy.

She paid for Yin Muchen three years ago. The night she left, she was lying under him. When Dad was in jail, she shed another child under him. These were thorns in her heart. Never pull out.

She hates herself.

She felt too sinful.

Yin De thought he could burn the fire, so he retracted the topic, "Shui Ling, Dad is okay, you can go back and promise my dad to return to England to study hard."

"Well ..." Yin Shuiling nodded.

...

Yin Shuiling didn't know how she got out of the prison gate. She was a little embarrassed. Uncle Tu's car was waiting by the road, and she went there.

As I walked, I heard someone talking. A husband and wife, who had just visited the prison, came out ---

"You heard no, the prisoner next to our uncle, the one sentenced to life imprisonment, looks like a surname ... what Yin, he has been so miserable lately, he was pulled up to work in the early morning, no meal at noon, only sleep Two or three hours of sleep. "

"Ah, why is he so miserable?"

"Who knows? Probably some rich man offended."

"Even if it offends the rich, the person shouldn't torture him like this. He is already in jail. He will spend all his life in jail, which is pathetic."

"Who knows what those rich people think, I can hear that the richer the more they care about it, when they have no money, some people scold them for a swear word. When they have money, they can plan their graves. They are too narrow-minded. I do n’t think the surname Yin needs to go to jail forever. If he goes on like this, he wo n’t be able to stick to it in less than a year, and can only die in jail. ”

The couple talked and walked away. Yin Shuiling thrust her nails into her palms, and she didn't feel any pain.

What hurts more than the pain in my heart?