My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Bingbing knelt on Yin Muchen's leg for help, and suddenly the whole box was blown up.

The dude's buddies are laughing, "Haha, Yin Shao, see how big your charm is. We are all in the box. Bingbing can't see us, she sees you in her eyes."

"Yeah, Yin Shao, we haven't introduced who you are yet. Bingbing knows this. I don't see any women in the entire city of T who don't know your name." ...

Yin Muchen was still smoking, and his face was cold and indifferent in the smoky surroundings. Only when he heard the ridicule of those people, he raised a corner of his lips and said "ha".

The big hand clasped on the shoulder of his head was loosened, and he lay lazily on the back of the sofa, and frowned and took a cigarette. Then he had the interest to cast his eyes on the woman kneeling on the carpet.

A woman's face looks beautiful, her skin is watery, her eyebrows are pure, and what four little flowers are good for her.

He spit out a green smoke, his voice was low and magnetic, and he didn't look at Bingbing. His words were to his brothers, and he was wicked, "I look like charity?"

"Haha, haha ​​..." The younger brother laughed out loud. "Yin Shao, you are really too bad, just don't save, just step on it."

Bingbing's face was also disappointed. She raised her head and looked at the man on the high seat in front of her, baseball jacket, black trousers, and exquisitely carved handsome face. He was as clean and moist as he was rumored.

He will also come to bars and other places for recreation, and he will also carry women in his arms. What do the CEOs and overbearing presidents describe as coming, a suit wrapped with a forbidden bath atmosphere ... but he is different, he is arrogant, At a young and vigorous age of 25, he is trendy, handsome, playful, and shows off his hormones.

He is no different from those rich men.

But it's so different.

The light in the box hit his face, and the contour lines of his facial features were perfect, and it was dazzling.

That card was beautiful, but it was all against him.

The most important thing is that he looks at people differently.

The eyes of those rich men projecting on her body were erotic, so cloudy, like she was a plaything in bed.

And he had a pair of clear and deep ink eyes. He had just glanced at her just now. He was so clear and eagle-eyed that sweeping her was like scanning the goods on the shelf.

Men's indifference can be seen at a glance.

He was holding the woman in his arms, obviously he was drunk and fame and flower field, but he did not move a distraction.

There was a bit of admiration and obsession in Bingbing's eyes, she pleaded softly, "Yin Shao, please save me, I don't want to be ruined by these people, I'm only 20 years old ..."

"20 years old?" Yin Muchen sneered slightly and interrupted her. He slowly spoke, with a bit of sharpness, "Can you not follow the rules of this world's survival at the age of 20? People gave you fire. Opportunity, you should pay for your body and fair trade. What qualifications do you have now? "

After a few words of indifference to the extreme, Bingbing's face turned pale.

It turned out that this man had no sympathy, and his heart was so indifferent.

He thought that she should follow the fat President Dong, but her current request was greedy.

The wealthy sons were happy, "Bingbing, Yin Shao said he was not a charity. What's the use of kneeling on your knees? It's easy for Yin Shao to save you. What can I change?"

Bingbing bit her red lips with fine white teeth and shivered. "Yin Shao, compared with them, I would rather ... follow you." Said her pale and beautiful face was flushed, "I, I still ... Once, tonight ... "

"What is it tonight?" The rich man whistled.

"Tonight, I'm yours." Bingbing looked at the man on the high seat.

Yin Muchen only smoked, and when he heard Bingbing's lips, he drew a corner of his lips. A pair of narrow ink eyes glanced at the side of his head card. He opened his mouth lazily. , What to do, there is only one man, how do you choose? "

The head card "Oh," fell into his broad arms delicately, and she whispered and coquettishly, "Yin Shao, come here first. Besides, what's on her, dry."

The first card looked disgustingly at the airport in front of Bingbing's chest.

The rich sons are so happy, "Bing Bing, you haven't heard the meaning of Yin Shao? Now choose one of the two. What advantage do you have, come out quickly."

"That is, take off your shirt first, we will check for Yin Shao."

Bingbing heard such insulting words, she looked at Yin Muchen for help, but the man ignored her, holding the card next to him, not knowing what to whisper, and the card was laughing.

Bingbing's heart was hot and cold. Since he might choose her, he didn't mind that she was looked at by so many men.

Bingbing shook her hand, brought the V-neck on her body down, and brushed off the thin coat of Yingrun's shoulder.

The wealthy sons are coaxing. "Haha, Yin Shao, take a look. I am the first time to see a 20-year-old Heisei. What's the difference from a 15-year-old girl?"

Yin Muchen slowly raised his head in his headband's hair. He glanced at him with no expression.

But his hand clasped on his shoulder was released, and the cigarette **** was annihilated in the ashtray. He took the wine at the table and took a sip.

Seeing Yin Muchen's attitude like this, Liu Caizhe understood. He shook his head frequently and winked at the bodyguard next to the door.

The bodyguards knew, and brought Bingbing down.

The box door was closed, and the rich men were joking, "Yin Shao, I think you really eat too much abalone ginseng. Let's change some wild vegetables today."

Yin Muchen held a cigarette in her mouth, smiled, and a rich man stepped forward to ignite.

The cigarette didn't light up, Yin Muchen's cell phone rang.

He took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket and it was Yin Shuiling.

After taking a look, he took the smoke from his mouth with his left hand, and he pressed the answer button, "Hey, Shui Ling, after school? Where is it now, is there a good return to the dormitory?"

There was a soft voice from the girl, "Brother, I don't want to live in the bedroom today, I want to go back to the apartment with you."

Yin Muchen glanced at the box, and his warm pamper shed in his eyes. "It doesn't matter today, my brother has something to do at night."

"Is the brother in the bar? The driver Shu Xi has brought me here. I'm in the bar door now."

"What?" Hitomi Yin shrank.

A scream came from the other end of the phone, "Ah!"

Yin Muchen stood up suddenly from the sofa, "Shui Ling, what's the matter, talk!" He pulled out his long legs and walked out, his steps were anxious, "Stand still, my brother will pick you up!"

Where is the bar, all men who drink? She dares to come?

Yin Muchen went out.

...

Yin Muchen crossed the corridor and came to the hall. He stopped and looked at Yin Shuiling not far away.

The little girl was wearing a school uniform, her slender and soft body covered under the wide school uniform, and she was carrying a schoolbag and a pink kitty bag.

She obviously came to this occasion for the first time. As soon as she entered the door, all the men who drank were staring at her. Men who drank from time to time walked by, and it was estimated that she was scared just now.

Because he listened to her, she stood obediently. Two white jade hands dragged the strap of the bag, and the bright neon lights projected on her bright and delicate face. She also took a pair of clear and wet eyes and looked curiously and curiously. In the eyes of these drinking men in the bar, it was simply innocent.

This is equivalent to putting a naive white rabbit in front of a group of hunters.

Uncle Tu stopped the car and hurried in, "Miss Yin ..."

All the words lingered in his throat, because Uncle Tu's sight hit Yin Muchen ahead, and the man stood at the corner, staring at him with a pair of dark ink eyes.

Uncle Tu only felt the scalp numb. The man's eyes looked at him quietly, and the chill-like light at the bottom of his eyes seemed to have cut on him. He knew the man was angry.

Uncle Tu stood upright on the spot, and bent down, 90 degrees.

Yin Muchen looked away, and he pulled out his long legs and came to the girl, "Shui Ling ..."

Yin Shuiling turned back from the bartender, "Ah? Brother ..."

Her slender wrist had been clasped, and a tall, tall man held her little hand and took her away.

When he walked into the corridor, the man's stride was so great that Yin Shuiling could only keep up with his trot. "Brother, slow down, brother."

The box door was pushed open, and he led her in.

...

Yin Shuiling walked in, and the rich sons straightened at the first glance. Everyone applauded, "Oh my God, is this the little princess in our city T? Usually we don't have a glance, but now we run into the bar. Fortunately, Good luck! "

In fact, Yin Shuiling didn't like it when she entered the box. The smell of smoke here is heavy, and these men in front of her don't like it either.

But these are probably her brother's friends, so she still bent down and said politely, "Hello Shu."

After entering the box, Yin Muchen sat down on the sofa. The head card left with interest. He squinted and looked at the little girl with a schoolbag bent over. The handsome ink eyes were all together. "Shui Ling!"

What's her name? She didn't know the more she called like that, the more excited those men were?

Yin Shuiling echoed her head and said, "Brother." She pulled out her thin white legs and sat happily beside Yin Muchen.

The rich son said, "Yin Shao, Miss Yin is not right in this generation. Why are you brothers and we have become a concubine?"

Yin Muchen's depressed ink eyes slowed by two points and looked at the little girl around her.

Yin Shuiling looked at the man with a frown and smiled sweetly, "Because there is only one brother ..."

She has only one brother.

Yin Muchen's brows were all relieved, fortunately she could talk, otherwise he didn't know how long he would be angry.

He said softly, "Shui Ling, what would you like to drink?"

Yin Shuiling didn't order, and there were a lot of drinks on the table in front of her, most of them were liquor, red wine, beer and so on. She was not interested.

After looking around, Bai Yu's little finger pointed at a bottle-shaped drink, "Brother, is there milk in this, I want to drink this."

After hearing her words, the women in the box covered their mouths and laughed.

The rich boys almost laughed. The 15-year-old girl has seen a lot of them. I have never seen Yin Shuiling as simple as a blank paper. "Ms. Yin, are you sure to drink this? 这个