My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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Seeing this acacia small face, Yin Muchen stepped forward quickly, he reached out and held Yin Shuiling in his arms, sniffing the aroma of her greedily, "Shui Ling, you come out, I know you will come out. "

Yin Shuiling gently hugged his waist and belly, "Brother, you seem to be thin."

"Was thin? If you like me to be fat, I will make myself fatter. Shui Ling, come home with me." Yin Muchen bent over and hugged Yin Shui Ling horizontally and sent her to Rolls Royce.

He wanted to open the front passenger door, but Yin Shuiling stopped him. "Brother, go to the back seat."

Yin Muchen looked at her with a thin lip.

"Brother," Yin Shuiling held his handsome face with two little hands. "You know I won't go home with you. Meet me for the last time. Don't make a mess? Let's talk."

Last time I met ...

Yin Muchen's eyes quickly scarlet.

He opened the back seat door and put her in gently, then he sat in.

...

In the quiet compartment, two people's breaths could be clearly heard, and Yin Muchen leaned down slowly, resting her head on her lap.

He touched her flat belly with his hand, then kissed gently.

Yin Shuiling looked down at him, her eyes wet quickly, and she reached out to cover her mouth, but those hot tears quickly fell off, and then hit his cheek.

Yin Muchen stagnates, then clasps her small waist tightly, burying her face deeply in her lower abdomen, he trembles and says, "Are you going to hide from me all my life and then secretly cry? "

Yin Shuiling and Hitomi shrink, "Brother, do you know?"

"Well, I see. Actually Shui Ling, you don't need to do this, I don't need you to do this. The child is both of us and mine. I used to be a dad, even if it was my own hands ... I lost him, but He should hear Dad say sorry to him, he should hear ... Dad loves him. "

Yin Shuiling reached out and touched his cheek. When he felt the wetness in his hand, the man cried.

"Brother ..." She tried to comfort him, but opened her mouth, and she didn't know what to say.

That child was a lifelong injury, and she didn't heal herself. How to treat others?

"So Shui Ling, you are the only one for me, aren't you?"

"Well," Yin Shuiling nodded, she was remembering those pasts, those pasts that had painful past made her tears keep flowing, but she evoked a smile, and she gave the most beautiful flowers in the tears, "I The first man was an elder brother. The elder brother liked to call me a little dumb. I had a child for my elder brother. I hadn't slept with any man during the three years in the UK. The person who used the pill is my brother, and the person who let me use my mouth is my brother ... I do n’t know how funny he is, you say your ability is not good, you say you want to kill yourself, you will still be jealous with yourself ... To commemorate my brother to learn comics, I learn cooking for my brother ’s body, and I always feel too small to keep up with my brother ’s footsteps ... My brothers are all in my world, I say I love you, maybe you never understand My love, but I haven't lied to you. "

Yin Muchen's big palm clasped on her waist gradually tightened, and he began to cry, a 34-year-old man, at this moment he was crying like a helpless child buried in her arms.

Sorry…

Shui Ling, sorry ...

He loved the person he didn't want to disappoint most in his life. He calculated everything and exhausted all the people. He was inferior and jealous. He had her very early.

It's just that he never knew.

Yin Shuiling reached out and wiped a tear, although it will only be wiped more and more, "Brother, I love you, I will never regret it, but now I am really sick, I want to let go of your hand and take a look outside, I want to see the world without you outside, brother, can you fulfill me? Can I let me go freely? "

How many years they have been in love can no longer be measured by time. This love is mixed with too much helplessness and sorrow. It is too painful. To this day, letting go is a way of life for each other.

She wants his success ...

She wants freedom ...

Yin Muchen slowly raised his head. He held the girl's face with his hand, and then pressed the tip of his nose against her nose. He couldn't tell whose tears were so hot, "Shui Ling, know Well, in fact, you are a very decisive person. When you want to love me, you carelessly, the moth flutters to love, and now you do n’t want to love, you have cut off my retreat with every sentence, I can still What can I do to keep you, and how can I save our love? "

Yin Shuiling put out two small hands around his neck, and she kissed his thin lips. "Brother, don't say anything, don't do anything, kiss me, kiss me well."

Yin Muchen held her little face and rubbed her tears with her thumb. He opened her mouth to cover her little mouth.

Then kiss well.

The last kiss goodbye.

Yin Shuiling actively cooperated with his kiss and took the tip of her tongue to pinch him. Her two small hands pulled the corner of his shirt from the trousers, and then touched it.

Yin Muchen took a short breath and said dumbly, "Baby, what do you want to do?"

Yin Shuiling pushed him into the seat, then straddled his thighs, and shoved the things he had been hiding into his hands.

Yin Muchen looked down, it was a box.

Inside is the sleeve.

Stretched out her arms and dragged her into her arms, and then reached out to pull on her clothes. "Why use this thing, uncomfortable, I don't like it."

He is unwilling to use it.

He wanted to give her, and he always had a little hope, hoping she would conceive again.

Yin Shuiling flushed with a small face and gasped under his frantic plunder. "I'm going to cycle. I still have a little blood on my body. Take it with me, or I will be sick."

Yin Muchen frowned, "How many inside?"

"It seems like four ..."

Yin Muchen turned over and squeezed her, "then don't need to stay, use it all. Xiaoshuiling, little dumb, my brother wants you ..."

...

It was already four in the morning after the end, Yin Shuiling got out of the car and entered the Lujia Villa. Yin Muchen leaned on the back seat in a disheveled dress, and the car was filled with sweet and turbid heat.

His decadent and indulgent stretched his two long legs, then lit a cigarette and slowly smoked.

Take the phone out, there is a text message sent by Liu Caizhe --- Twilight, I used to move your phone and blackened Miss Yin's number.

Yin Muchen opened the mobile phone settings, and it really retained the previous number of Yin Shuiling.

He unbanned the number, "Ding Ding", his cell phone added hundreds of text messages and hundreds of calls.

It was all three years she sent him.

He smoked with a cigarette in his hand, and then put his head on the back seat. He looked carefully one by one ---

Brother, I already gave you, 15 years old, very shame, and I hurt, but as long as my brother is happy, I will be happy, brother, will you be good to me in the future ...

Brother, I know I should n’t ask, but what happened to you and Yao Xiaozhu? Did my brother fall in love with her, but ... but ... brother, I dare not hold you accountable, but they all say ... that's it ... I'm going to get married in the future, brother, I want to be your bride ...

Brother, why are n’t you eating at home? When you leave, I will tell my father and mother that I do n’t like Mu Yunfan. My favorite person is my brother, but my mother immediately slapped me ... Mom and dad also locked me in the room and they would not allow me to contact my brother Now ... brother, I'm so sad and scared, can you take me away? I want to go with my brother ...

Brother, I called you for three full years. Why did n’t you answer it? I guess you wo n’t see this message, brother, my mother is gone, I have n’t been able to see her for the last look ... In a nightmare, my mother came to pinch my neck. She asked me what I had done that night ... I dare not say, I dare not say that I talked to my brother ... Brother, I miss you so much, if you come to see me now I, I will consider forgiving you for keeping me crying in the car that day ...

Brother, my dad's company has a problem. Dad asked me to ask you, but neither your manager nor the secretary let me see you ... brother, can you understand me, I do n’t have a mother, and now even my dad is lost I have been with them for the last three years in the Cold War for you. I have n’t talked to them for three years. I do n’t like their snobbishness. I always want to take advantage of you ... But brother, they are the father and mother I gave my life to. Can't beg you ...

Yin Muchen finished reading all the hundreds of text messages, and the phone slipped to the seat. He covered his face with his right hand holding a cigarette, and hot tears were flowing between his fingers.

How lonely she was in those three years.

Now he understands.

Ning Qing said he probably never knew how guilty she was to her parents, and he now knows it.

She gave him all. She didn't spend all her time on filial piety, and she never loved herself.

Suddenly, the left hand resting on the seat bumped into a cold object. He picked it up and looked at it. It was the ring worn by the red thread. She left it when she left.

When the door of Lu's villa opened with a bang, Yin Shuchen, Yin Shuiling and Ning Qing came out. Yin Shuiling took a small suitcase in her hand, Ning Qing and her hugged farewell, and then Yin Shuiling went to Lu's Private car, the car drove out, presumably to the airport.

she left.

Yin Shuiling really left.

Yin Muchen threw the cigarette on the ground. He dragged the ring in his hand and went to chase, "Shui Ling ..."

...

There was not much traffic on the street in the early morning, and neon lights hung on the side of the road. The driver glanced behind the rearview mirror and said, "Ms. Yin, President Yin is chasing."

Yin Shuiling lay on the window and looked backwards. The man was really chasing, and his face was full of tears.

The driver slowed down and drove slowly. Yin Shuiling opened the window, and Yin Muchen ran to the window. He chased the car and talked, "Shui Ling, are you really leaving? This time you really left What? "

"Well." Yin Shuiling nodded at the man's flushed eyes.

Yin Muchen raised her eyelids, but the tears were pouring and he shivered, "How many years? Can you tell me how many years?"

Yin Shuiling shook her head, "I don't know."

Yin Muchen yanked the edge of the window tightly with his hands. The neon lights on his face illuminated his sadness and despair. He asked the question that kept pressing on his mind, "Shui Ling, you still come back What? "