My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Yilin watched the man's delicate and impeccably handsome face getting closer and closer, and he looked at her quietly. The two rows of long brush-like eyelashes seemed to touch her skin. Clear and mellow masculine.

When he looked at her quietly, he gave her an affectionate illusion.

She was puzzled by him and closed her eyes slowly.

At this time, the right hand was empty, and the photo frame had been taken away.

Eileen opened her eyes suddenly, and sure enough, her thin lips stopped two millimeters away from her face and did not kiss.

"Yin Muchen, die!" She gritted her teeth.

The man pulled away, holding the photo frame in his palm, and raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Are you sure you want me to die? Not sad?"

Yilin, "..." He didn't understand the taste, he was born with a bad bitch, and the fun came out of the bones.

Yin Muchen turned around and put the photo frame back on the coffee table.

But this turn, his pupil shrinks, and the apartment door does not know when it opens. Yin Shuiling is standing by the door.

The girl is still wearing a school uniform. Since the cycle, her body has developed faster. The large school uniform slowly shows a small but beautiful arc on her chest. The small waist is not long, and it is more like a willow.

At this time, her two white hands were carrying schoolbag straps, and a pair of pupils were blank, dull, staring at them in fear.

Her eyes seemed to be overflowing with water, and she wondered if she wanted to cry.

Yin Muchen couldn't see her like that. Her eyes were so simple, but she was a stranger and rolled her throat. He lifted his feet into the living room, bent down, and put down the picture frame. He smiled as usual, "Shui Ling ,After school?"

At this moment, the aunt in the kitchen came out, and she came up and picked up the girl's schoolbag. "Ms. Yin is back? Just right, supper is ready, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"Twilight morning," Yi Lin walked to the man, and she stared curiously at Yin Shuiling. "This is the woman you raise? Is it too young?"

Yin Muchen glanced at the girl's dull face and squinted away. "My sister, Yin Shuiling."

The smile in Yilin's eyes was full, "Oh, it's my sister, sister, I misunderstood."

Yin Muchen's glazed ink eyes swept towards the girl again, "Shui Ling, this is Yi Lin ... sister."

"I don't mind if you call me Eileen, younger sister."

This is the first time Yin Shuiling saw her brother standing with a woman. She never thought that her brother would be with a woman. The word "字典" was never in her life dictionary.

No matter how stupid she knows what "嫂嫂" means.

Bai Yu's small hand tightened her skirt, and she didn't feel any pain until she put her nails in her hand. She looked at Yi Lin and called, "Sister Yi Lin."

Yin Muchen looked at the pleated skirt, nodded, and said, "Well, let's go and have dinner together."

...

Three people were sitting at the long table, Yin Muchen was on the main seat, Yin Shuiling and Yi Lin were sitting opposite each other.

Yin Shuiling didn't speak, she was stuffed with white rice in a bowl with her head on her face, and was eating very seriously.

At this time, a pair of chopsticks stretched out, and a bowl of beef fillet was added to her bowl. The man beside him softly said, "Shui Ling, why do n’t you eat without food? Today's dishes are not appetizing?"

Yin Shuiling wanted to speak, but Yi Lin opposite said, "Twilight morning, you're partial, why don't you give me food for my younger sister, so do I."

Yin Shuiling looked up at Yilin. This sister is really beautiful and pretty. She should be the most beautiful woman she has ever seen.

Sister Elin's beauty is different from her, she is too naive, still a little girl, and sister Eileen is beautiful woman.

You can look red with red ears.

Yin Shuiling looked at his elder brother. The elder brother had no expression, but he also held a piece of beef willow to her sister Yilin while holding chopsticks.

Now Yilin is happy.

"Twilight morning, this time I didn't come to you all in T city. I was entrusted by my dad to introduce you to a project. Southeast Asia is about to start digging for alchemy. Let's fry gold together."

Yin Muchen paused with his chopsticks in his hands. He hooked his lips and looked at Yi Lin. "I haven't heard of this news. The professor is well connected and got the first-hand news. The first batch of people went in. They all eat crabs, and the outbreak is undoubted. Thank you in advance for the professor. "

"Professor Xie, do you not understand what the professor meant?" Eileen pointed her finger at herself, "Be nice to me."

Yin Muchen smiled and did not answer.

At this time, Yin Shuiling raised her head. She looked at Yin Muchen softly and asked, "Brother, what is gold speculation? Can gold be speculated?"

She knows gold, but she has never seen anyone fry gold.

"Yi", Yi Lin smiled directly. She looked at Yin Shuiling. "Little sister, are you a funny girl sent by monkeys? Fried gold is a commercial term. Do you think it is fried like a wok? Your brother is doing business, only You are the only one who can support you after the business is done. "

Yin Shuiling's face flushed instantly. She lowered her head and continued to cook rice. This time, she couldn't even taste the rice.

She has good grades in school, and she is beautiful. Teachers and classmates hold hands with her stars, and she also works hard to draw, dance, and play the piano.

But she was really the first to hear about speculating in gold.

Out of the house.

She was anxious to drill the hole at the moment.

In fact, she felt uncomfortable in her heart. She watched her brother and sister Eileen speak, and she couldn't understand, she couldn't understand. She also wanted to join her brother's circle and help her brother to worry.

But she was so useless.

Yin Muchen glanced over Yi Lin's side, and he frowned, obviously displeased, "eat your meal!"

"I…"

"I'm full, I'm going upstairs first." At this moment, Yin Shuiling stood up, she turned around the living room, and ran up the stairs.

When she entered the room, she heard a voice from the restaurant, "Twilight, what do you do to me? What am I saying wrong?"

"Okay, eat fast, I will let the driver take you to the hotel after dinner."

"No, I won't go to the hotel. I want to stay here."

...

In the room, Yin Shuiling sat at her desk and shook her little head. She forgot everything she saw and heard, reached out and opened her schoolbag, and she took out her workbook.

She took the math workbook.

In fact, she also hated herself. Her scores in all subjects were very good, but her math score was not good. Her brother scored well in math. She also wanted to follow in his footsteps, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't learn math.

Listen to that sister Eileen, her math must be good, because she can chat with her brother so happily.

She opened the workbook and began to answer multiple choice questions.

This question is more difficult. Beckham bit her pink lip and chose C, but she looked at the answer and the correct answer was A.

Somehow, something couldn't be controlled, and the tip of her nose was sour, and the tears in her eyes fell on the workbook.

Actually, when she entered the door just now, she watched for a long time. She saw her brother pressing Sister Yilin, and Sister Yilin was hugging his neck, and her brother was kissing her.

In the floor-to-ceiling window, in that position, my brother had treated her like that last Friday.

Now my brother kisses another person.

Brother probably ... doesn't like her anymore.

At this moment there was a lamp on the desk. The light illuminated the fluff on the girl's delicate skin. Beckham's teeth clenched her pink lips until she got a blood mark. She could not bear crying and secretly wept.

The girl's little pink powder shivered, sad and pathetic.

At this moment, the knock on the door rang, and the man's low-alcoholic voice came, "Shui Ling."

Yin Shuiling was startled. It was her brother. She hurriedly wiped her tears with her two little hands. There were tears on her workbook, and she quickly turned to the middle.

"Brother, you can come in."

The door opened and Yin Muchen came in.

The girl was hanging her head on her homework, and she seemed so focused and serious. Yin Muchen closed the door and walked to her with one hand to wipe her trousers pocket. She looked at the homework problem, and it was easy for him. The answer was, he reached out and touched her little head, "Will it? Should my brother teach?"

Yin Shuiling was sitting on her small body, her back was straight, and she didn't speak.

Yin Mochen bent down, holding her ballpoint pen with her right hand around her small incense shoulder, his voice softened, echoing the charm of magnetic minutes in the quiet bedroom.

"This problem is very simple. It is a three-dimensional math problem. I will show you the equations ..."

In Yin Shuiling's sight, my brother fell on the paper with a bold and chic font. She didn't read what her brother wrote. She only knew that her current posture seemed to hug her. Her little hands were a little cold, and her palm was warm Comfortable, with her two big.

The elder brother smelled good, there was no smell of tobacco and alcohol, and it was a clean and healthy manly flavor she was familiar with and obsessed with.

Maybe she was happy and sweet before, but now she is only sad.

Because her brother is not alone.

Yin Muchen was solving the problem, the girl suddenly spoke, her voice was soft and timid, like a little sheep, "brother, raise me for a lot of money, but can sister Yi Lin bring you a lot of money?"

She still doesn't understand what is called gold speculation, but it doesn't matter what it is. She can understand the point of the problem.

Ah.

When Yin Muchen stagnates, she loosens her little hand, rests her right hand on the back of the chair, puts her left hand in her trouser pocket, clasps her small jaw with two fingers, and turns her little face over.

He glanced at her reddish eyes, his eyes fell on the delicate lips she had bitten herself, and the thin lips tilted, he asked, "Crying?"

Yin Shuiling neither nodded nor shook her head. She twitched her slender eyelashes and looked at him with a pair of wet pupils. "Brother, will Sister Elin live here tonight? How long will she ...?"

Yin Muchen slowly rubbed her delicate lips with her thumb, and a bit of blood leaked out from the bitten place. He smeared the blood until her pink mouth opened with a delicate red color.

Red that belongs to the little woman.

He laughed, and those glazed ink eyes looked straight into her eyes sharply, as if to see through her heart, "Shui Ling, do you want Sister Elin to live here?"