My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yin Muchen's face was dark, he sent one to those people --- get off, and then quit the forum.

He was in a very bad mood. Not only did he not get any useful information, but he was also ridiculed by him ... that was not enough.

He can do it, the woman doesn't know.

At this moment, Xiao Beibei saw her father's face so distressed and quickly said, "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Muchen looked at Xiao Beibei's tender and cute face, his eyes lit up, and he coughed twice, "Babe, do you love your mommy?"

"Love." Xiaobei nodded seriously.

"Daddy test you, can you write a love poem to your mummy?"

Xiao Beibei's **** eyes rolled a little, and then "giggled" and laughed, "What's the problem, Daddy, listen to me --- Mummy, you smile like a flower, and your hands were gentle that year Touched my forehead and wrote it down on the blue poem on my heart. Mommy, I want to tell you, I love you. "

Yin Muchen was stunned by the poems written by his daughter. He did not expect that he had no emotional intelligence. His daughter's emotional intelligence was high and scary.

"Okay." Yin Muchen applauded, "Babe, you are awesome."

Xiaobei quickly smiled happily.

Yin Muchen was overjoyed. He picked up his pen and wrote Xiaobei's poems on white paper.

This is really nothing to break through the iron shoes.

At this moment, the baby's cough sounded, "Daddy ..."

Yin Muchen didn't look up. "Son, what do you call Daddy, wait a moment, Daddy is busy ..."

Before he finished speaking, a woman's crisp voice sounded above her head, "What are you doing?"

Yin Muchen froze, then looked up, and saw Yin Shuiling wondering when he was standing behind his back, bending his eyes and looking at him gently.

"Shui Ling ..." Yin Muchen's Tong Ren shrank, then she didn't change her face, and reached out her hand to block the words on the white paper. He laughed, "Why are you here and don't you say anything?"

"Oh, I know that baby Babe knows why you don't know? What are you doing? Don't stop it with your hands, show me."

"Oh," Yin Muchen grinned, "still useless ..."

The smile on Yin Shuiling's face was deeper. "My hands gently touched your forehead ... why don't I know." As soon as Yin Shuiling's face was cold, she stretched out her hand and twisted Yin Muchen's ear, " Hum, you want to confuse me with your daughter's love poem, are you stupid or am I stupid? "

Yin Shuiling went away in a breath.

"Shui Ling ..."

Yin Muchen was extremely embarrassed. He looked at the baby, then looked at Beibei, and saw the two children stare at his ears, and then stared at his face ignorantly.

Yin Muchen, "Cough, look, and hurry to paint seriously. Just now Daddy sacrificed himself, and Mommy showed you the consequences of not doing your homework seriously."

Baby babe, "..."

...

After dinner, the baby Beibei went to sleep, the whole villa was quiet, Yin Muchen stood by the bedroom door and looked at the closed door in front of her eyes.

"Well," he knocked on the door, "Shui Ling."

No one answered him inside.

Yin Muchen looked around, no one, so he lowered his voice, "Shui Ling, I was wrong just now, I apologize to you, I shouldn't confuse you, I dare not, you can calm down What? "

It was still silent.

"Shui Ling, my love poems have been written. Open the door to check. This time I really wrote with my heart."

It was silent for a minute, then the door opened, Yin Shuiling took a bath, and stood in a red silk pajamas.

Yin Muchen looked at her and straightened her waist subconsciously. Her skin was lined with red pajamas like snow, and her wet hair was scattered on her shoulders. She was lined with her exquisite small face, and her bright facial features were like wiping. The lipstick's watery red lips all exude a seductive aroma.

She was still angry with her delicate cheeks, and a small hand was holding the doorknob to let him in. Obviously, the love poems were not enough, and he could not enter the room. "What about love poems, let me see."

Yin Muchen passed the paper in his hand.

Yin Shuiling looked down, and saw that there were two lines of dragon and phoenix dance characters on the paper ---

Ah, wife, you are the little angel in my life, and today I finally married you,

Ah, wife, I miss you so much, I miss your red lips, I miss your two white buns, and I miss you more ...

Yin Shuiling's face turned red instantly, she looked at the words behind the love poem unbelievably, and she was vulgar and unbearable.

"Yin Muchen, give me ..."

The "roll" did not come out because the man squeezed in while she was relaxed, and "bang", the man hooked the door with a long leg.

He stared deeply and hot at her.

"You, you ...", being stared at by the man like this, Yin Shuiling stepped back in shock, she was definitely a fake tiger in front of the man, especially at night.

Yin Muchen wiped her trousers pocket with one hand and pulled her long legs to bully her. He smiled with his lips, but Pi Xiaorou did not smile, "What do I give you?"

Yin Shuiling held the paper he gave, and backed away, she shook her head and shook her head firmly, "No, nothing."

"Oh, it's nothing," Yin Muchen held out her hand, then raised her neck gracefully, loosely unbuttoning her shirt. "I'm satisfied with the poem I wrote?"

He had already unbuttoned four or five buttons and showed a large chest. As he approached her, he stopped by the counter and stopped, and took the cell phone in his pants pocket and put it on the counter. His thumb was stretched out, and he did not play cards according to the regulations. His shirt was still slack, and he untied his metal belt.

He looked like a man's lazy charm.

Yin Shuiling subconsciously merged her legs. This little movement was shameful, and she responded.

See what he sees.

"Full ... satisfied." She nodded.

He didn't move, raised his eyelid and stared at her. "Now that you're satisfied, what are you still doing, come over by yourself, or do you want me to catch you?"

Yin Shuiling lamented, and there were 10,000 grass and mud horses running in his heart. His mode was switched too fast and he became the overbearing president. She couldn't resist the powerful aura of his body.

After that, her slavery came out again.

She had to pull her thin legs and walked up to him.

Yin Muchen glanced at her, then stretched out a long arm around her soft waist to get her directly in front of him, he turned her around, and let her two hands on the counter ...

Yin Shuiling burst into tears all at once.

Asshole!

The dog was hurried, and the dog was about to bite. She immediately struggled and reached out to push the man standing behind her, "Get away, don't touch me ..."

As soon as the voice dropped, she slammed, and she slaps her directly on her little pp.

He showed no mercy, her little pp immediately had a red mark, and Yin Shuiling wept softly in pain.

The man's big palm came to her, and the sound of her voice was completely **** and hoarse. "Little girl, don't teach you three years, owe it, right? What day is it tonight, how dare you close me?" I ’ll give you whatever you want, and I ’ll just write the love poem, dare you tell me to roll? Tonight I ’ll make you remember, you can be joking about anything, this is not a joke, this is my bottom line, you take my body first Serve comfort, you can kill your life. "

"Asshole," Yin Shuiling cried, scolding him, "when you were married, you said we were the masters of you, and you were also my master ..."

"Well, I didn't lie to you, but you have to let me decide."

Yin Shuiling, "... you said that I will be happy in the future, but I am not happy at all ..."

"Oh, baby, it's all her husband's fault. Working hard, your husband will definitely make you happy."

Yin Shuiling, "..." to die, die!

He had deep meaning in his words, but she believed his sweet words, she was too stupid.

"Wife, do you like my love poems? Just read them if you like them. I want to hear them."

Yin Shuiling, "..."

"Not willing? Oh, that's okay, you'll be willing."

...

In the early morning of the next day, Baby Beibei got up and went downstairs, but they did not see Yin Shuiling.

"Daddy, what about mommy?"

Yin Muchen poked his head out of the kitchen. The man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, full of energy, and was full of energy. He was obviously satisfied last night. He smiled tenderly. "Baby babe, Mummy got up late today. Let's not quarrel with her and let her sleep a little longer. "

"Daddy, why is Mommy getting up late and Mommy never sleeps?"

"Because, Mummy was working late last night and was tired."

"Oh," the little man seemed to understand. "But Mummy doesn't get up, we don't have breakfast."

"Who said there was no breakfast?" Yin Muchen brought two plates to the table. "Baby babe, come here, and I will cook for you today."

Baby Babe walked over to the dining table and saw the dark things in the two plates. Some noodles could be seen faintly.

The baby twisted his eyebrows, and the disgust written on a small face, "Daddy, what is this, dark cooking?"

"What dark cuisine, Daddy just didn't master the heat, it was burnt for a while. Although it was not good-looking, it tasted good," said Yin Muchen, picking up a little black noodles with a fork and sending them to Xiao Bebe's mouth said, "Bebe, you have a taste. Daddy will cook for the first time."

Xiaobei Bei looked at the black noodles, then looked at Yin Muchen, and finally, "wow", Xiaobei cried with tears of heart.

When Yin Muchen saw Xiao Beibei crying, she suddenly panicked. He wiped tears for her daughter. "Babe, what's wrong, tell Daddy."

"Wow, wow, dad gave me poison."

"This is not poison."

"This is the poison. An old witch gave the little sweet potato sister such a dark thing, and then the little sweet potato sister died, oh, this is the poison, I will die."

Yin Muchen doesn't know what the little sweet potato sister is, but it is not difficult to guess that it is a fairy tale or an animation.

"Okay, Babe doesn't cry, we don't eat anymore."

Xiao Beibei's tears couldn't stop, Yin Muchen couldn't coax, "Wow, mommy, I want mommy, I want mommy ..."

"Okay, okay," Yin Muchen surrendered. "Daddy went up to call Mummy, and Beibei don't cry."

Yin Muchen lifted her feet and ran upstairs.