My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Serve a man ...

Yin Shuiling's face was so pale that she waited ... Yin Muchen?

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, and the girl in the white skirt quickly panicked. Yin Shuiling said that she was pitiful and immediately said, "You run away, go home and find your parents."

The girl in the white skirt was so happy, she nodded, and ran to the door, "Thank you ... But, I don't have any money on me, can you lend me some money?"

money?

Yin Shuiling never put money on her body. After thinking about it, she squatted down and took off the anklet on her ankle and gave it to the white skirt girl. "How many millions are you selling it?"

"Thank you, thank you ... by the way, this is the cell phone they gave me, and I will give it to you now too ... I'm leaving, 88." The white skirt girl opened the door and slipped away like a rabbit.

Yin Shuiling looked at the small cell phone that was plugged in her hand. It was an old style, probably for text messages and phone calls.

There was a voice outside the door, and Hu Ya's voice, "boss, the room is here ..."

The doorknob is turning.

Yin Shuiling was about to jump out of the atrium. When she was nervous, she took off her shoes, quickly jumped to bed, and then pulled herself over the quilt to cover herself. She jammed her cell phone under the pillow.

The door was pushed open, and footsteps came.

Yin Muchen came in.

...

Yin Shuiling was sitting on the bed, Bai Yu's little hand clasped herself under the quilt, and her pair of pupils quietly looked forward.

There was no light in the room, and the white moonlight outside cast in through layers of veil, and the man Gao Yingying walked towards this side. When he came, he bumped into a screen, and the screen squeaked.

Yin Shuiling was scared, and she shrugged.

At this moment, there was a smell of wine in the nose, stepping on the bedside, Yin Muchen sat up, he glanced sideways, his voice was low, "Go out!"

He doesn't need any copies.

He smiled at what Liu Caizhe said.

He was not incapable of dreaming about that girl. If he didn't love that girl, why would he touch her?

He loves that girl as a prerequisite, so he is obsessed with her body. If it's not the girl, it's just a replica. What's the use of it?

He Yin Muchen has not yet reached the point where he needs to use a replica to meet his physical needs.

In the dimness, Yin Shuiling met the man's ink eyes, and at this moment, she knew that he was not drunk, and his eyes were so sober and cold that there was no temperature.

Just a thought flashed in her mind, the white skirt girl turned into her appearance to serve him, did he ... want her?

Now that thought is broken, the man didn't need it.

Yin Shuiling's eyes were directly covered with a grieved tear. What she had wanted to say at this moment did not want to say any more. She opened the quilt and crawled to the bed, taking her self-esteem that had been crushed by him.

When the girl climbed, Yin Muchen blew a juvenile fragrance on the tip of his nose. He was sensitive to this aroma and was unique to Yin Shuiling. For just a second or two, his throat rolled.

Yin Shuiling hurriedly put on her shoes, and wanted to leave beautifully, but the shoes weren't worn well. She rolled her ankle and fell directly into the man's arms.

She was thinking that he would never pick her up. She had tasted all his indifference to her in this little half year.

She closed her eyes and waited for close contact with the earth.

However, at this time, a healthy arm rolled up, directly clasping her soft thin waist, and the next second, she was already seated in his arms by the man.

Suddenly smelling the smell on him, clear and clean, still lingering with the scent of wine, she has not smelled this smell for a long time, and she is obsessed with it.

Yin Shuiling's legs softened.

At this moment there was a chuckle and a chuckle over his head, but it was more flirting between men and women. He squinted and laughed, "Intentionally?"

Yin Shuiling's confused mind quickly retreated, and he humiliated her again.

Bai Yu's two small hands turned into small powder fists to reach his wide chest, thinking of getting up.

But her tiny jaw was pinched by **** of a man, and she was forced to look up at him, and he couldn't see his complexion in the dim, but his pair of ink eyes were bright and beautiful like a night pearl. Are you allowed to eat this set? "

Yin Shuiling was speechless.

At this time, her body was straightened, and today she also wore a white skirt, her skirt was lifted, her legs were cold ...

Yin Shuiling's whole body was stiff. Last year's memory came back again. She died alive and painfully, and looked at him with scarlet eyes.

She was in great pain, but he seemed to be extremely happy, her eyes closed, and every time his chest gasped, he was humming, a beast-like voice.

She didn't know that men would do that.

Yin Shuiling was frightened, her body moved and she wanted to get up.

But her thin waist was directly fixed in his arms by men's long, strong fingers. The man's voice was unpleasant, and there was a gloomy warning, "Don't go too far, you must recognize the stuff you bought with money For your own weight, your gold master is willing to pity you, and he will show his talents to serve you. If you serve me, you will be rewarded, do n’t you just want money? "

Yin Shuiling shook her head, tears in her eyes, and pain in her chest.

Yin Muchen closed her eyes, and there was a bruise on her forehead, and he cursed, "Where the stuff is, it really looks like ..."

It really looks like the girl he touched and feels exactly like it is now.

He is not happy with the pathological gameplay in the rich circle. He has not played or paid attention to it. Can replicas be copied like this? He really did meet for the first time.

The girl shrank back, and he didn't take pity anymore. The bad nature of the man was exposed, and he was just comfortable, holding her with a palm, and felt her shivering and slowly softening body.

"Don't move, or you'll suffer!"

Yin Shuiling couldn't move, her face was cold, and her tears came out.

Yin Mochen was in a good mood. He stepped forward and buried the tip of his nose into the girl's pink neck and hair. He sniffed hard, and he was drunk.

He smelled it just now, it was strange, even the taste was on that girl.

He hasn't smelled it for a long time and thought he would never smell it in this life.

He didn't plan to have a copy, but he suddenly changed his mind.

Yin Shuiling trembled. At this moment, the sky was spinning, her delicate back was pressed into the soft mattress, and the man was leaping above her.

The tears were wiped away by the man's thumb, and the man's voice was all dumb. He was indifferent just now, all pressed down was sexy, "unwilling? Or afraid?"

Then he patted her little face twice. The man's voice was very turbid, and the mature man's frivolous flirting. "Relax, and cooperate with each other to be happy. Today, let you taste it, huh?"

...

An hour later, the door was opened and Yin Shuiling hurried out.

She ran to the corner of the corridor, and Ning Qing had been rushing around, "Qing Qing ..."

Ning Qing quickly turned back, "Shui Ling, why did you come out so late? After an hour, I was afraid I couldn't hide your bodyguard. What did you talk to Brother Yin?"

Yin Shuiling didn't look up. She took Ning Qing's small hand. "Qing Qing, let's go back to school and talk."

Two girls ran away.

At this time, Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya stood at the back watching the disappearance of the two girls. Hu Ya was shocked, "Isn't that Miss Ning, the first lady in T city, and Miss Ning is beside Miss Ning, this ... Why is Miss Yin here? I just saw that she came out of the boss room ... "

Liu Caizhe listened to the words and looked dignified. He walked to the door and pushed in.

The smell in the room was too heavy, like the steam had just been steamed, and there was undisturbed heat. There was no light in the room and it was very dark. Liu Caizhe reached out and touched the wall lamp on the wall.

I saw Yin Muchen leaning on the bed, naked, and covered his waist with a blanket, and threw all his clothes on the ground.

One of the long legs under the blanket curled up, and the wrist was put up, the other hand was playing with a lighter, trying to smoke without smoking.

His wavy curls on his forehead were all wet with sweat, and dense sweat beads flowed on the muscles of the upper body's brown texture, and the spine line was smooth and smooth.

An extravagant decadence after indulgence.

Liu Caizhe's face remained unchanged. He stepped forward and asked, "Twilight, how about it?"

Yin Muchen moved lazily when he heard the words. He dropped a cigarette on the bed sheet, and he took one of them and ignited it with a lighter. In the smoke, he took a puff of smoke and raised his eyebrow to sweep Liu Caizhe. "You said in the box that women are all tastes, and I used to think so, but ... some people, the taste is really ... not so good."

Liu Caizhe's whole heart sank. He didn't know which part went wrong, but it was Yin Shuiling just now.

In the midst of it, maybe one day is really doomed.

The girl Yin Muchen always wanted to sleep, in fact he was already asleep.

But he didn't know.

Yin Muchen spit out a cigarette, looked at the crystal lamp above her head, and then sneered and asked, "Well ... the first time of the little dumb? Why isn't it clean? Besides me, she sells others?"

The only regret.

Not the first time.

Otherwise, he feels perfect, just like the **** her, oh, it turns out that Yin Muchen has reached this point, and is satisfied by a replica.

Just now. . . He is really content.

Liu Caizhe listened, Yin Shuiling ...

"Twilight, those girls have complicated lives. It's just a replica. What do you care about her first time? By the way, why do you call her ... little dumb?"

Yin Muchen laughed. The man's wickedness was very heavy. "Why can't she make a sound, isn't it the little dumb? Little dumb ..."

Yin Muchen murmured the name in a low voice, with a soft smile on the corner of her mouth.

Liu Caizhe took a look at the man's expression, and he suddenly thought, what if Yin Mochen knew that he had just slept Yin Shuiling?

The two separated by hatred ...

Yin Muchen finished her last cigarette and extinguished the cigarette **** in the ashtray. He got up and said, "It didn't matter if it wasn't clean before. Follow me later and let her share it."

"Twilight, you mean ..."

"Buy her."

"But she's still in school. I don't know if she wants to?"

Yin Muchen walked to the shower room to take a bath. He glanced at Liu Caizhe, "Will she be unwilling? Ask her, how did I make her comfortable just now?"

...

In the school bedroom.

Ning Qing stood by the bed and looked at the **** the bed, Yin Shuiling lying on her side and curled up, sleeping.