My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

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The girls naturally knew that Ning Qing had intentionally told them to them, and they looked pale.

After Ning Qing left, the talents in the entire corridor slowly returned to their hearts. They still couldn't believe it. Yin Shuiling and Yin Muchen ...

...

In the infirmary.

Yin Muchen placed Yin Shuiling gently on the bed. He squatted down on one knee in front of the girl, raised his hand and touched her pale face, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Yin Shuiling covered her lower abdomen with her little hand and muttered, "Stomach hurts."

Yin Muchen looked at her flat abdomen, then reached out and covered her cold little hand, massaged her gently, "Don't take medicine in the future."

"Oh," Yin Shuiling laughed, her voice languid, "Why not take medicine? Did the doctor say three years ago that I can't get pregnant anymore? Last night when you got me in my body I didn't think of it, it's so cheap for you, and don't use a set without worries. "

Yin Muchen's big hands were stiff, this topic was too painful, and it was a threshold that both of them would never pass.

The atmosphere was depressed for a moment, and Yin Muchen's thin lips became pale, and he slowly said, "There will be no children without children, anyway, I don't like children ..."

What does he say?

What does she have to do if he doesn't like children?

Yin Shuiling's smile grew colder, "You don't like children, it doesn't mean I don't like it ... Or, if I was pregnant with your child, would you let me get rid of it?"

Yin Muchen really doesn't like children. The child is too weak. Once born, he must be responsible for the child's life, and even if he is responsible for raising him, he is likely to be unproductive and unfilial.

He is a businessman and will not invest in such unreliable projects.

But now she told him that if I broke your child ...

Yin Muchen felt a momentary touch in his resolute atrium, like a feather flowing across the water, making ripples ripple.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "If you are pregnant, we will give birth, and you and ... children, I will raise ... if you really like children, we ..."

We can test tubes later, and now medicine is so developed ...

He didn't finish talking, Yin Shuiling interrupted him with two "hehe", she suddenly didn't want to talk to him about this topic, and even she didn't want to talk to him, so she perfunctoryly laughed. I don't like children for a while, I want them later. "

The girl teased out a sweet, sweet and glutinous girl, and Yin Muchen listened to a numbness in her waist, her throat knot rolling.

He got up and hugged her in his arms. Yin Shuiling nested quietly in his chest like a kitten. She was weak and weak, and wanted to sleep. She closed her eyes.

When outside the infirmary door, she stumbled to hear the man's low-alcohol voice, "Shui Ling, let's go home ..."

"Well ..." she answered vaguely.

Yin Muchen felt that her whole heart was soft when she saw her soft and harmless appearance at the moment. He looked down and kissed her forehead gently, "Shui Ling, don't take medicine in the future, I won't use measures ... Yesterday Late, I did think about it. My thoughts are very simple. If you do n’t have it, you have to ... ”

The girl was asleep and could not hear what he said. Yin Muchen kissed her little face down and whispered, "Shui Ling, I don't like children, but if you were born, I will ... I want you and the child ... "

...

Yin Shuiling was awakened. She opened her eyes hard. She had returned to the villa. She was sleeping on the soft bed in the bedroom at the moment. In front of her was Yin Muchen, and the man was squatting beside her bed.

Grandma was also there, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. "Ms. Yin, it's already night. You didn't eat anything at noon. Hurry up now and eat this bowl of porridge."

Yin Shuiling lost her whole body, and she didn't even have the strength to twist her eyebrows. She pursed her cherry-like mouth, her voice was soft and dumb, "I don't want to eat."

Yin Muchen took over the small bowl in Grandma's hand, and then stirred the hot porridge with a small spoon to blow the heat. He coaxed her like a child, "Shui Ling, obedient, get up to eat some porridge, you do n’t even eat porridge. Without strength, how is this disease? "

Yin Shuiling felt that this man was so annoyed, and Su Xu was endless. She put out Bai Yu's small hand and pushed it to the bowl in his hand. "You go away, I don't eat."

Yin Muchen was unprepared. A steaming bowl of porridge was pushed by her so that he swooped on his white shirt.

"Sir!" Grandma exclaimed, and quickly pulled out a few paper towels. "Sir, this bowl of porridge has just come out of the pot. Have you been burnt?"

Yin Muchen didn't even look at his shirt. He grabbed the girl's little hand and snarled with a serious look. "Shui Ling, have you been burned? Speak!"

The bowl of porridge was very hot. He felt it in his hands. The girl pushed the bowl with her hands. He was afraid she would get burned.

Yin Shuiling tried to withdraw her little hand, "Let ’s go ... why are you so annoying, like a fly ... I want to sleep, I really want to sleep ..."

For the first time in his life, Yin Muchen, who was called a "fly", didn't even frown. He carefully looked at the girl's face without pain, before releasing her little hand.

As soon as Yin Shuiling got off, she quickly turned around and slept on his back.

The feeling of disgust overflows in words.

Grandma took a wet towel out of the bathroom, and Yin Muchen cleaned her body and changed a white shirt. Grandma finished the mess and asked with concern, "Sir, do you want to feed Miss Yin porridge? ? "

Yin Muchen looked at the girl's back and shook her head. "Forget it, let her sleep for a while, and then talk when she's hungry. Grandma, it's getting late, you go back."

Grandma was restless. "Miss Yin must be hungry at night. I'll stay here tonight to take care of her."

"No, I'm here."

Grandma laughed, "Sir, you never go out of the kitchen. If Miss Yin is hungry, do you know what to do? Or I stay here."

Yin Muchen has never really been in the kitchen and never did housework. His only thing is to make money. Naturally, his life is arranged and taken care of.

He still has a very traditional masculinity in his bones. Men support their families, and women and husbands teach their sons. Once his mother was, his family was very beautiful and harmonious.

He hoped he would do the same in the future.

"Ama, you put the porridge in the microwave and wait for her to hungry. I'll go down and heat it up."

Grandma thinks that's fine. "Okay, sir, I'll go back when I'm busy."

"Yep."

Grandma left.

...

Grandma left, there were two people in the room, very quiet, Yin Muchen went to bed with one long leg, then leaned Ying Ting's back against the bedside, he looked down at the little woman.

Her face was very pale, and the tender skin, which was originally egg white, had no blood color, and the blue blood vessels in it could be clearly seen. Yin Muchen drew her eyebrows in pain, and stretched out her hand to touch her little face.

As soon as he touched, the girl trembled, and Bai Yu's little hand covered her lower abdomen, and she curled herself up.

Yin Muchen was startled and said immediately, "Shui Ling, what's wrong? Is your stomach hurting again?"

Yin Shuiling twisted twice on the bed, her stomach was so painful, she couldn't stand the pain, so the tears in her eyes smashed down, "wow ..." she whimpered.

Looking at the teardrops on her face, Yin Muchen's handsome brows became "Chuan". One big hand fiddled her little head in his arm, and the other hand touched her belly. He softly coaxed, "Shui Ling, does it hurt? I rub it for you, and I won't cry, huh?"

Yin Shuiling felt annoyed when he heard his voice, and she twisted in his arms, "Woo, you go away ... Cat crying rat, you culprit ... My stomach hurts, it hurts ... don't hold me, woo ... "

Her voice was weak, and even scolding was soft. Little sheep, Yin Muchen felt softened, and her body was softened, wondering how to relieve her pain. He panicked and kissed the tears on her face. , "Sorry, sorry Shui Ling, it's all my fault ... don't cry, as soon as you cry, I'm confused, my heart hurts ..."

The man was so shameless. She did so. He pressed her body over her. He also took the opportunity to kiss her and talk to her. Yin Shuiling was so angry that the more she burst into tears.

Bai Yu's little hand stretched out and slapped him on the handsome cheek. "You get out, you get out!"

The beaten Yin Muchen had no response. He buried his head deeply in her pink neck. "I don't leave, don't drive me away ... wait for you, I will leave ... Shui Ling, obedient, don't cry It's ... "

Yin Shuiling was quiet. The man refused to leave. She wasted effort even after tossing. She opened her eyes and looked at the man on her body.

The yellow light in the room fell from the top of the man's head. He raised his head in her pink neck. The two faces were close together. He looked at her with a pair of ink eyes. His eyes were soft and varnished, and the inside was ... Wet.

Yin Shuiling was shocked. The pain in her stomach was attracted by the moisture in the man's eyes. She asked curiously, "Hey, Yin Muchen, are you crying?"

Yin Muchen looked at her and denied, "I didn't."

"You lied, you're obviously crying!" Yin Shuiling smiled and laughed at him, "Yin Muchen, are you ashamed? How old are you, 31 years old, what are you crying for? It hurts me It's not that you hurt. "

Yin Muchen's ears turned red. His complexion was a bit unnatural. Looking at the girl, his soft voice brought a bit of pity. "You cry and cry, I don't know what to do? Don't drive me away. , I hold you ... "

Yin Shuiling looked at him and twisted his eyebrows. How sharp the man was in the mall and how hard he had treated the Yin family, but now he looks like he has changed.

Who would have thought that Yin Muchen, who is now in the financial circle, was lying on her body like a child when she was crying and hurting.

Just now, he seemed, really, to ... cry!

Yin Shuiling turned over and didn't look at him. His nose was full of the smell of masculine smell on his body. She pressed her small face in the pillow, and did not smell it. She pursed her mouth. Her fierce opening, "Go away, Don't press me! "