My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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"Mom ..." Yin Muchen said.

Yin Shuiling quickly pulled his hand, she smiled crisply, "Auntie, their compliments are useless, I want your compliments."

Liu Yexin, "..." is faceless!

Yin Shuiling spit out her small pink tongue, and Yin Muchen held her tightly.

...

The three had dinner together, Liu Xunxin was put to bed, Yin Muchen brought the documents to deal with, and he took a bath and leaned on the bed to review the documents.

Yin Shuiling packed and returned to the room. Yin Muchen looked up at her and saw a small electric massager in her little hand. He asked, "What's that for?"

Yin Shuiling put the massager in the box. "Oh, who massaged her aunt with knuckles, the doctor said that this will help promote blood circulation."

"Bought at the hospital?"

"No, my friend sent it to me from the UK. I can't buy such a massager in China."

Yin Muchen listened and raised her eyelids, "Friend? Who is your friend in the UK?"

"I am a comic reader. I contacted on Weibo. I haven't seen myself." Said Yin Shuiling went to the closet and took the pajamas. "Brother, I'll take a bath."

She entered the bathroom.

Yin Muchen pursed her thin lips, and his handsome and profound features sank. He knew she had a lot of fans, and those fans had hit her heavily on Weibo before.

At this time, "ding", Yin Shuiling's notebook on the bedside table lit.

A message from her comic editor, Pudding ---

Tu, what have you been doing recently? I have n’t seen you interact with your readers for a long time on Weibo. Your fans have called me on the hotline.

At this time, your comics have been serialized to the fifth season. Both the fame and the best-selling degree have broken records. I will tell you the good news. We have won you a chance to study in France.

This opportunity to study in France is very rare. In it, you can recognize many originators and seniors in the comics industry. This kind of connection is what every cartoonist dreams of. We believe that this time you can become a new one A generation of comics.

Tu, are you there?

Reply to my message right away, you are still young, it is a good time to go out and struggle, don't limit yourself, you need a bigger stage, because you can fly far and wide in comics.

Awaiting your reply…

Yin Muchen looked at the constant messages in the chat box, especially the last sentence --- you can fly very far ...

He reached out and deleted all the messages from the pudding.

At this moment, the door of the shower room opened, and Yin Shuiling came out wearing a suspender nightdress. Her hair was wet and she was wiping a clean towel in her hand.

Seeing that the laptop screen on the bedside table was on, she asked, "Brother, did you use my computer?"

"No." Yin Muchen shook her head. "My hand accidentally touched it just now. Come here, I will wipe your hair."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling took the wool and needles to the bed, and handed the towel to Yin Muchen.

Yin Muchen wiped her hair. Yin Shuiling fiddled with the wool in her hand. Suddenly she took out a measuring tape and turned to look at the man with a smile. "Brother, can I take your size?"

"Well?" He snorted.

"I think I'll knit wool when I'm ready, weaving a sweater for you ..."

Yin Muchen looked at her glittering big eyes, her bones were crisp, "OK." He turned around and left Ying Ting's back to her.

Yin Shuiling knelt on the bed with both knees and took a tape measure to measure his shoulders. At this time, her eyes inevitably fell on his figure.

After taking a bath, he wore a white shirt. The thin shirt could see his superb muscles, flat waist and tight waist. The fatal thing is that his hips seem to be very warped. It seems to have yeah.

"All right." Yin Shuiling withdrew his face and retracted the tape measure, then picked up his pen and wrote down his size on the paper.

When Yin Muchen turned around, she found that her fair-skinned little girl was blushing, and she tossed the file aside. He held her in her arms while holding her soft waist in one hand, and leaned into her skirt with the other. Her head was buried in her pink neck, and she was watery and fragrant. He opened his mouth and bit her gently with his teeth without holding back.

Yin Shuiling hid, "brother ..."

"Why blush? You can blush if you measure it?"

Yin Shuiling was ashamed to escape from his arms and fled, "I didn't ..."

"Is my figure so good? Thinking?" He asked, whispering in her ear.

Yin Shuiling's face turned red. She only admitted the first sentence, but the second sentence definitely did not admit that he was really good. They all said that a man's body is his self-cultivation, and a woman would be hormonal to handsome and good-looking men Stimulate, producing a reaction similar to nympho.

She seemed to be just now.

Yin Muchen pinched her little face with two slender fingers and forced her to turn her head. He directly blocked her little mouth.

Yin Shuiling tightened his collar, the lamp above her head was gradually blurred in her sight, and she was kissed by him suddenly.

Yin Muchen rubbed her delicate red lips with water, and asked gently, "Shui Ling, have you been bored during this time? I mean you take care of my mother and stay with me at night?"

She no longer has the life a girl deserves.

"Well, it's not boring ..." Yin Shuiling buried in his arms, her voice was charming, "I just want to accompany my aunt and brother."

Yin Muchen raised her eyebrows and was obviously pleased by her words. "Well, bear with me for a while and wait for my mother to be discharged. I'm not busy. I'll take you on a tour."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling Nuoxiu nodded.

Yin Muchen kissed her soft face, "Shui Ling is really good."

"Brother," Yin Shuiling suddenly remembered something, "Qing Qing has been busy this time, we haven't been in contact for a long time."

Yin Muchen paused for a moment, and then smiled, "I'm not too clear. I haven't seen her in a long time. I saw Lu Shao the last time. Lu Shao said she was busy with the winery. Since Ning Qing was in Busy, don't bother her. She is busy in the entertainment industry. The winery is already a strong woman. "

"Well." Yin Shuiling nodded.

Yin Muchen hugged her soft waist with both hands and hugged her on her thigh. Yin Shuiling looked at the feeling in his eyes and quickly reached out and pushed him. She went to touch the wool. "Brother, don't ... I have to fight Yarn, or my aunt will say me again tomorrow morning ... "

Yin Muchen tied her two small hands behind her with one big hand, and then reached out and brushed off the thin straps hanging from her little scented shoulder. "No, my mother knows your time at night ... it's me of…"

Yin Shuiling raised her head, and bit her lower lip with fine fresh shell-like teeth. "No, I remember there's nothing left in the kitchen ..."

"Shh, baby, don't talk. Now, I want you."

...

Happy times always pass quickly. On this day, Liu Yexin was sitting in a wheelchair, and the caregiver fed her a drink. The caretaker watched the TV and was pleasantly surprised. "Auntie, Mr. Yin appeared on TV."

Liu Ye's heart looked up.

Just listen to the host on TV, "It is reported that because of the official launch of the Zhongding project recently, SK President Yin Muchen and the only daughter of a generation of financial tycoon Xiao Yao walked very close. Yesterday, our reporter also captured the arrival of two According to the picture of the same hotel, someone familiar with the matter said that the good things of the two are close ... "

The caregiver did not expect to say these things on TV, she was shocked for a moment, "This ..."

Mr. Yin and Ms. Xiao entered the same hotel. The news alone can cause many associations. Mr. Yin and Ms. Xiao, what about Ms. Yin?

The caregiver was thinking, at this moment Yin Shuiling came out of the kitchen with a small bowl, "Auntie, today I cooked you melon pork rib soup ..."

Yin Shuiling's voice stopped suddenly, because she saw the freeze-frame picture on TV at a glance, and Yin Muchen and Xiao Yao in a black coat checked into the hotel at the same time.

The host was still talking, "This Xiao Yao is the only daughter of financial tycoon Xiao Xiang. Not only is her family wealthy, but she also has the reputation of being a lady overseas. If she marries Yin Muchen, the two can be described as a strong union ... "

Yin Shuiling looked at the picture on the TV. At this moment, "the sound was turned off, and the TV was turned off. Liu Yingxin patted the remote control in his hand on the desktop."

Her empty eyes looked in the direction of Yin Shuiling. "What are you doing there?"

"Oh." Yin Shuiling approached, and she stared at the pork rib soup with a spoon, blowing hot air, and then fed Liu Xixin with a spoonful to drink.

Liu Minxin took two sips of soup, and then hummed, "Isn't I quite talking, usually dumb?"

"No ..." Yin Shuiling was a little pale.

"You also saw that Xiao Heyao is better than you, even if you try harder, it won't help."

Yin Shuiling did not speak.

"You do n’t want to be delusional. You ’ve ruined your appearance and become an ugly monster. Achen will marry you? Besides, you do n’t even have the most basic functions of a woman. You ca n’t be pregnant. what?"

Yin Shuiling shook the corner of her mouth. "Auntie, I know."

...

Yin Shuiling was cooking in the kitchen. She had some snacks not in the pan. At this time, a drop of frying splashed on her hand. She looked down and saw a large blister on her hand.

Putting the spatula down, she opened the cold water and rushed to her little hand.

At this time, her soft waist was hugged, and the clear breath familiar to her bones invaded her senses. A low-alcohol magnetic voice sounded near her ear, "What are you thinking about? I don't know when I come back."

Yin Shuiling returned to God, "Nothing, brother, the dishes are ready, let's get ready to eat."

Yin Shuiling brought the dishes to the table, then took out the chopsticks. She filled a bowl of rice and placed it with Yin Muchen. "Brother, eat."

She sat down in a nearby chair.

Yin Muchen picked up her chopsticks, "Shui Ling, don't you eat?"

Yin Shuiling shook her head. "I have eaten with my aunt."

Yin Muchen started to eat. He put a piece of fragrant dried fruit into his mouth and chewed. He frowned. "Shuiling, is there no salt in this dish?"

"Really?" Yin Shuiling got up, and she went to take out the salt shaker. "I'll add some salt."

"Shui Ling," Yin Muchen reached out to stop her. "This is a sugar bowl. What's wrong with you today?" Yin Muchen touched her little hand. "Why is your hand so cold and your face so pale?"