My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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But the sky was not as good as anyone wanted, the elevator "ding", and entered a few more people, everyone squeezed backwards, she could not avoid it, stepped on her feet, and fell backwards.

Yin Muchen, who had stood next to her, didn't know when she stepped back. When she fell backwards, the entire slim back crashed directly into the man's wide chest.

Yin Muchen stuck her hands in her pants pockets without touching her.

But the bodies of the two people were close together.

Yin Shuiling was instantly stiff. There was a hot spot on her soft waist. It was him ...

There was a warm breath pressing down her ears, her voice was low, and she had a hint of hoarseness, which was extremely **** in her eardrums. "When did you come back?"

"... yesterday." She replied as she moved, trying to stay away from him.

However, a tall and fat man in front of her blocked her, and she could not move.

"Where do you live now?" Yin Muchen still asked.

Yin Shuiling was not angered. The man was simply a scum scum. She didn't talk to him. He could react in the elevator. The key is that he still talked to her so calmly.

Chat!

Shameless.

She saw that he had clearly seized the opportunity to take advantage of her.

Yin Shuiling couldn't move anymore. She leaned her head over her small head and raised a pair of phoenix eyes to look at Yin Muchen behind her. She smiled lazily and charmingly, her voice soft and soft. I'm a guest there. "

Yin Muchen looked at her casual style, she has grown up in the past three years, and is already a little woman.

The body reacted so badly that he rolled his throat.

When he was uncomfortable, he saw Yin Shuiling's smiling eyes cooling down a bit, and she just watched him roll his throat knot, her eyes frosty and frowned.

Yin Muchen felt a puddle of cold water pour down from her head. Before he bullied her little and didn't understand anything, now it's different, she understands everything.

He whispered, he apologized, "Sorry, your breath sprayed on my face ..."

Yin Shuiling shrugged boringly, well, I blame her slightly.

At this time, "ding", the elevator door opened, Yin Shuiling pulled his leg out.

...

I had a loss in the elevator, so Yin Shuiling chose the seat opposite Yin Muchen when she entered the box of the hotel. The pudding accompanied her. President Zheng accompanied Yin Muchen, and there were other editors on the table.

The pudding poured a little white wine into Yin Shuiling's glass. "Tu, come, I respect you."

Mr. Zheng waved his hand immediately. "Can Miss Yin drink? If you can't drink it, you can use tea instead of tea."

Just kidding, there is this Buddha Yin Muchen, where can he dare to drink Yin Shuiling?

Yin Shuiling took the wine glass and cried with the pudding. "It doesn't matter. I can drink a little, although I will blush, but I won't get drunk."

"Okay, this is bold." The pudding happily hit Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling took a sip.

President Zheng looked at the glass in front of Yin Muchen. It was empty. He picked up the bottle with his own hands, stood up and poured wine for Yin Muchen. "Mr. Yin can drink, let me toast you."

At this time, Hu Ya stepped forward and stopped politely. "General Zheng, we do not drink Yin, we have to drive later."

As soon as Zheng heard it, he knew it was a shove. "Mr. Yin, you can drive Secretary Hu to come, it doesn't matter if you drink a little wine. Did Mr. Yin drink something wrong before? Ha ha, this man is most likely to get drunk ... "

At the end of this idiom, Hu Ya glanced deeply at Zheng.

Mr. Zheng jumped in his heart, didn't he ... he was right?

Emma, ​​he's cheap!

President Zheng immediately lowered the wine bottle and picked a bottle of juice and poured it into Yin Muchen's glass. He made a flattering gesture without compromising, "General Yin, let's drink fruit juice. Actually, I can't drink, come, toast. "

Yin Shuiling looked at the opposite Yin Muchen. After Yin Muchen and President Zheng touched the glass, he slightly raised his head and held the juice in the glass. However, his eyes were on her.

For a time, the four eyes were opposite.

Three years ago, he was drunk ...

They didn't speak, but they couldn't forget.

Yin Muchen's handsome eyebrows were coated with a soft color, and even those deep ink eyes were filled with a silent regret and sympathy.

Yin Shuiling calmly looked away. He didn't accept his regret and sympathy.

It is not needed now.

At this time, the pudding said, "Shui Ling, this meal is almost finished, and the dinner will be handed over to Yin and Zheng. We will go there to play boxing. Whoever loses the boxing will either answer the question or drink, how about it? ? "

"Okay." Yin Shuiling nodded.

...

Five or six women were standing by a round table, with many bottles and glasses stacked on the table. The women threw off their clothes and happily opened them --- a good hand, my brother, Samsung photo, Four Seasons ...

President Zheng picked up a cigarette for Yin Muchen, and then leaned over to light up Yin Muchen. "Mr. Yin, did you bring your little girlfriend out to play today?"

Yin Muchen has a girlfriend, and everyone in T City knows it.

Yin Muchen took a sip with a cigarette between her long fingers, and the smoke slowly spit out from his **** thin lips. He shook his head, "No, she has classes in school today."

"Oh, understand. President Yin, find a female college student ten years younger than herself to be a girlfriend, will your temperament be very sweet?"

Yin Muchen laughed, seemingly thinking of that little girlfriend, her eyes were full of sloppy love and tenderness, "How come, she is very good and obedient."

"That is, who is as rich and handsome as President Yin, which woman is not good when she gets close?"

Yin Muchen's eyes glanced forward, and he was fixed on Yin Shuiling. He uttered a "huh" and laughed at the corner of his mouth, "That's not necessarily the case."

President Zheng also said something. Yin Muchen no longer responded. He leaned Ying Ting's body into the seat, smoking with narrow eyes and frowning, and smoky, he looked at the little woman up and down.

The candy-colored sleeveless skirt is really suitable for her, the color is beautiful, her skin is white and moist, and the skirt is short enough to reach above the knee. Men like Yin Muchen do n’t understand women on the street now After wearing it like this, he felt short. The woman's pair of white and compact skinny were exposed to the air. The fatal thing was that she wore hollow summer boots on her feet. The taboo taste was very strong.

The appearance of her in his mind stayed three years ago. At that time, she only wore white and pink. At that time, he took her shopping to try the beautiful dark green and big red. She was not happy.

Now she likes it, with her young, beautiful and capitalized, she is dressed up like a flower.

Yin Muchen glanced at her silhouette, the perfect and delicate breast curve, the small willow-like waist, and the body of a small, 21-year-old woman.

Youth is pretty.

Yin Muchen's throat was dry, he even smoked two cigarettes, and was almost choked. His free left hand was inserted into his trouser pocket. Today, the trousers he wears are a bit slim and the crotch bag is straight.

Well, miss her.

Can't think of it.

At this moment I heard a burst of laughter and laughter, and the pudding clapped. "Tu, you lost the punch. I want to ask a question. Have you made a boyfriend now? Of course, you can drink without answering."

This problem made Yin Muchen look up at Yin Shuiling again.

Yin Shuiling just drank the wine, and now the small face with a big slap really floated two blushes, and she played away. She pinched the hair on the cheek with her little hand, and flickered big eyes with a flirtatious smile. She smiled, " I don't drink, I answer, I now ... have a boyfriend, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8th boyfriend. "

The women all laughed, "Tu, really, you change your boyfriend too fast, don't lie to us."

"No lie, whoever cheats is a puppy."

"Okay, keep playing." ...

...

A meal was very enjoyable. At about nine o'clock, everyone dismissed and all went out of the hotel.

The pudding took Yin Shuiling's little hand. "Tuying, you should stop playing such a beautiful girl so late. Dangerous, we came by the company bus, and now we will send you back first, and then we will go back."

Yin Shuiling hasn't answered yet. President Zheng quickly stepped forward. He kept winking at the pudding. "Tuyi, I didn't drive today, so I have to take a bus to go back. This seat is not enough. So, let Mr. Yin send you back , Let ’s go first and contact back. "

After waiting for the pudding to talk, President Zheng pushed the pudding directly into the car.

The bus left.

Yin Shuiling stood in the spot and watched the car movie. She was helpless. Isn't this Zheng too obvious?

At this moment, a clean and clear man's breath penetrated into the nose, Yin Muchen stood beside her, "I'll take you back."

"Okay," Yin Shuiling nodded. This was indeed a dangerous point for her to hit. She was not sitting, but she was also arrogant. "This general Zheng has pleased my brother to please him. Is it possible that I will not take my brother's car? Let Zheng Zheng take pains? "

Yin Muchen heard a "hum" and said nothing.

Hu Ya drove the car out of the underground yard. In the past three years, he changed his car, from Transbach to Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Hu Ya got out of the car and handed the key to Yin Muchen.

"Get in the car." Yin Muchen opened the door of the front passenger seat.

"Brother, no need, I'll take the back seat." Yin Shuiling opened the back door.

Yin Muchen stared at her.

Yin Shuiling didn't look at him either. She got into the car and said casually, "Let the co-driver's seat sit for me."

Yin Muchen was silent for a few seconds, then closed the copilot's door, and he got in.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom ran smoothly on the road.

The neon lights of the city shined on the man's face through the window of the car. The man who had settled down in 31 years of age was profound and noble. Those flashy light speeds shuttled from his manicured corner line, charming texture.

After driving a long way, he glanced at Yin Shuiling in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said, "I'm not married yet."

"Oh, is that it?" Yin Shuiling took the phone out of the bag and was trimming the dynamic picture drawn this morning with the mobile phone software. "Brother is also 31 this year. It's not too young. In a few years, you All aspects of the body are gradually dying, so let's take it early and find a good woman to marry and start. "

Yin Muchen felt harsh when listening to these words, "Do you think I'm old?"