My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

In the old man's eyes, it was almost a condition to fire loose Yoon Shuihui.

He smiled and nodded with a smile, “President Yoon. ”

Yoon Twilight put a pair of white handmade leather shoes on his feet. He copied his hands into his trousers pockets and lifted his feet forward for two steps.

The bodyguards who were blocking the road retreated to the side of the road, and this was a sharp aura.

Yoon Shui-yun looked at the man who was approaching her with this step. For a moment, his glamorous eyes looked like a broken net. Su-white's little hand stuck her short hair on her cheeks and shoulders behind her ears. She laughed and smiled brilliantly. "Oh, it's my brother. ”

Yoon Twilight stopped in front of Yoon Shuiyan and looked at her. He cooled so thin that his lips did not have a slight temperature. "Get lost! ”

That's what the old man said.

“Okay, President Yoon, I'm out of here.” The old man scared the shit out of him.

All the passers-by scattered. Yoon Twilight's inky eyes were tender. He looked at the girl who was short of her and said softly, “Mizuki, come back with me. Don't paint on the side of the road in the future, it's not a girl's job. ”

Yoon Shui-yan smiled and replied carelessly. "Where do you want to take me, Yoon's house, or yours? ”

Yin Twilight's inky eyes stained deep, at this time, “Twilight.” Roadside black luxurious Land Rover co-driver doors were pushed open and a lady in a milky white trench coat appeared.

The famous lady walked up to Yoon Twilight and looked kindly at Yoon Shuiyan and asked, “Twilight, who is this? ”

“Oh, brother, is this the sister-in-law? Sister-in-law is really charming and beautiful, and the sister-in-law's eyes are getting better.” Yoon Shui-yan spoke first.

The famous lady, known as the “sister-in-law", quickly blushed. She looked shyly at the mature and handsome man next to her and quietly lowered her eyes.

Yoon Twilight didn't speak, just waiting for Yoon Shui-yan's next sentence.

In fact, Yin Shuipei turned to Dan Feng's eyes, and Zhu's red lips seemed like little girls. She opened her mouth. "It's just that my brother is changing his sister-in-law faster and faster. My brother is a woman every day. I haven't even remembered what the last sister-in-law looked like. My brother is a newcomer. ”

The famous lady suddenly stalled.

She glanced at Yoon Shuiyan and intuitively twisted her eyebrows.

She doesn't like the girl in front of her.

The famous gate sook woman held on to her son, while the girl in front of her whispered slowly, seemed deliberately slowing down, delicate.

“Shui Ling, enough of this, enough of this, come back with me.” Yoon Twilight's face is still gentle, and his low voice is a little dull, more drowning.

Yin Shuihuan stepped forward, pasted Yin Dawn very close, the two clothes even rubbed together, she raised her head, “Rolling” crisp Ling smiled without heart, "I can't brother, I won't be a light bulb, I don't want to bump into my brother's good things. ”

Yoon Shui-yan's side, rubbing his shoulders past him.

When I bent over to pack the sketch holder and pencil, I heard a man behind me, he didn't turn his head and his hands were still copied into his pants pockets, "Mizuki, I'm sure you'll come back for me, soon. ”

“Oh, yeah?” Yoon Shui-yan stood up with his things and left with a folding stool and sketch frame in his arms.

When Yin Shui-yan left for about three or four minutes, Yin Twilight turned to walk to the roadside Land Rover.

Famous lady, hurry up.

Yoon Twilight stood beside the driver's door, but did not open the door. His inky eyes shook out the breeze of a mature man and looked up at the lady across the street.

The lady was suddenly burned by the horrible flames in his eyes, and her beautiful cheeks were burning and some were overwhelmed.

Yoon Twilight moved, walked to the back seat and opened the door.

The lady is not a fool, she naturally knows what Yoon Sunset invited, but she has been educated in formal traditions since childhood and should not have done this before marriage.

But she was in a hurry to breathe, and her head was filled with the knife-like handsome cheeks of a man. At the age of 32 this year, Yoon Twilight, the adopted son of the Yoon family, was not from a real famous family, but he was more attractive than the men from a famous family.

In his move was the arrogance and sharpness of the shopping mall struggling to kill him. In contact with him, he was quiet and carried with him a man obsessed with women. He was a man with stories and tears of blood.

Mature man.

When the lady was conscious, she was already in the back seat.

When his body trembled, the man next to him held her in the back seat, not holding her, and his other hand penetrated through her dress.

“Don't." The lady held his hand.

“Why, no?” A man smells like tobacco and smells good.

He stopped and sat for a few seconds, side by side to open the door.

He never does anything to force a woman.

“Twilight.” Seeing him go, the lady quickly hugs him from behind, OK, OK, she loses in his whispering and powerful aura.

The lady trembled and touched his face to kiss his lips.

Yin Twilight turned around and avoided, “I'm sorry, I'm not used to kissing. Besides, say so beforehand, adult men and women, if you like, have no responsibility. ”

“... um.” The lady nodded red-handedly.

Yoon Twilight slowly turned around and snapped her slim waist to sit on him.

Ning Qing walked behind Yoon Shuiqing. On the way, he encountered a beggar. A dressed mother knelt on the floor with her two-year-old son and begged. Ning Qing looked at Yoon Shuiqing and pulled out the two hairy grandfathers in the bag and threw them into the mother's bowl.

The mother looked at the flowers, and when she reacted, she continued to kowtow to Yoon Shuiyan's back, who had never stopped. "Good man, good man, good man, wish you peace for life. ”

Ning Qing laughed and said softly, “Shui Ling, you still know that most of those begging are lies, but you always give charity. ”

Two people were a meter away, Yoon Shuiyun stared at the blue clouds in the sky and smiled slightly, “Yeah, people have money for what, don't they still make themselves happy? I don't have any money now, but I'm willing to do charity, and I just want to be happy myself. ”

“Well," Nodded Ning Qing, "Mizuki, I have a paper towel in my bag. Do you want to cry, do you want to cry I lend you my paper. ”

“Joke! Why should I cry? ”

Ning Qing smiled without answering.