My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

After school, she was standing by the school door as usual, and today she was wearing a thin, hand-woven, hollow pink sweater with fluffy princess sleeves at the cuffs and a white pleated skirt below that fell over her knees.

Tidy, long hair spread over the shoulders, not braided princess today, just a pink headband with the same color as a sweater, bright and delicate.

After school, a lot of classmates poured out, and everyone looked at her and said, "Wow, who is this little girl? She looks so beautiful. ”

“That's what you're so lonely to hear. This is the famous Yoon Shui-yan of T City, the recognized princess. ”

“Wow, this is Yoon Shuiyan. It's so beautiful at first sight. What's it like to grow up? ” ……

Yoon Shui-yan ignored these eyes. She raised her toes and glanced at her little head at the school.

No sign of Yoon Twilight.

Why aren't you here yet?

Usually he comes out.

Yin Shuiyan waited a little longer, until the classmates were gone, and his brother didn't come out.

She bit her lower lip, pulled out her thin leg and found her brother's class.

She stood at the door, looked in the classroom, the curtains in the classroom were pulled, Yoon Twilight and several boys were surrounded by a computer.

“Brother.” She screamed.

The statement scared the boys, and two boys quickly blocked them from the computer.

When Yin Shuiyuan suspected, Yin Dunchen walked over. The young man's fair and handsome face was a little unusual red. He touched her little head, “Shuiyuan, I still have a little homework to do. Wait for me here for a while, don't run around. ”

Do your homework?

Yoon Shui-yan thought his brother had turned.

She nodded, "Okay, brother, you have to do your homework seriously, I'll wait for you. ”

Yin Twilight closed the classroom door for half of the time because she was afraid to run away and kept a door stitch to keep an eye on her at all times.

He walked back to the classroom, a few boys were excited, moved his mouse, and continued watching the video.

Here are some island country films, these are 18-19 year old boys, adorable youth, inevitable bloodthirsty.

Yoon Twilight sat in a seat, a cigarette was caught in the long finger, lit with a lighter, he sucked two eyebrows of sword, glanced at the scene with glassy clear ink, looked low at the lower body reaction, Junbao's body leaned in the back of the chair, lazy and obsolete.

At this point, his shoulder was patted by a yellow-haired boy next to him, and the boy laughed, “Hey, Yoon Twilight, tell me did you peek into the girl's bath? ”

Yoon Twilight squints his eyes and spits a cigarette. This question...

He hasn't been in love, he hasn't thought about doing those boring things in the past, just... he can't help but think about that little hotel two months ago, that big white skin of an 8-year-old girl, and the two thin legs she had on her plate in bed...

Yellow-haired boy still sits on his shoulder, "Yoon Twilight, your sister Yoon Shuilin is a recognized little princess in T City. She's beautiful. ”

Yoon Twilight looked up, and the little girl in the door stood up nicely. She had been good for two months. She did whatever he said, stuck to him, and smiled at him.

It was dusk time, she looked at nothing under her feet, the golden glow cut into her little face, fresh and bright to make people dare not look.

His gaze dropped to her waist, two long fingers clamped in cigarettes, washed her hair that day unintentionally, a pond in two bones, so slippery.

Yoon Twilight felt blood pouring into his head.

At this point, a smile sounded in her ear, “Yoon Twilight, what do you think? Have you ever thought about trying it with her? ”

Yoon Twilight suddenly stopped smoking, as if there was a pot of cold water dripping from his head to the bottom of his feet, the blood coming from his brain was cold, and he was even sweating.

He looked at the yellow boy, "What are you talking about? ”

“Oops, Yoon Twilight, what are you pretending to be? You just borrowed Yoon's house. You really think Yoon Mizuki is your sister? I can't believe you left such a beautiful girl without an idea. At 8 years old, what's wrong? You're not making a fortune. T City men want you so easily...”

Before the end of the conversation, Yoon Twilight got up, he kicked over the table and chair, and one fist hit the yellow-haired boy, "Don't you dare fucking say it again. ”

The video was shut down urgently, and the boy in the classroom quickly came up to pull the trigger, “What's the matter, what's the fight? ”

Yoon Twilight grabbed the yellow-haired boy's collar and pressed him against the wall, “You have the balls to repeat what you just said. You have the balls to insult her again! ”

The yellow-haired boy didn't want to show weakness. He laughed. “Yoon Twilight, you're in a hurry. You're in a hurry. You have ghosts in you! Yoon Twilight, tell me that you are the son of a thief. The blood in your bones is dirty. Thieves want to steal expensive things. The more bone blood dirty people desire pure beauty. Now this expensive pure beauty is in front of you, I don't believe you won't take it. I open my eyes to see when you can stand it? ”

Yoon Twilight was really pissed off. The two boys were fighting each other and the classroom was a mess.

Yoon Shui-yan didn't know what was going on, but someone bullied her brother. That was absolutely not possible. She pulled two thin legs and quickly ran forward. Lift her legs and go kick the yellow-haired boy. "Go away, you go away, don't hit my brother, don't hit my brother...”

She squatted down and the little hands of the two white jades grabbed the yellow-haired boy's arm and opened his mouth and bit him.

The yellow-haired boy “Ah” had a pain, and he raised his hand to throw Yoon Shuijuan away.

Yin Shuiyuan backed away, almost fell to the ground. Yin Shuiyuan quickly loosened the yellow-haired boy, “Shuiyuan!” He ran over and held Yoon Shuiyin tightly in his arms.

Yoon Shui-yan was afraid to fall. She wrapped her arms around Yoon Twilight's neck and rubbed it against him. "Brother, are you okay? Don't worry, I won't let anyone bully you. If he dares hit you, I'll hit him. ”

Yoon Twilight's eyes were filled with softness. At this moment, he never wanted to let go of such a big, sweet fragrance in his arms.

The yellow-haired boy was pulled by the crowd. He covered his arm, which had been bitten and bled by Yoon Shuihui. He looked at the brothers and sisters held together with hatred. He smiled. "Oh, Yoon Shuihui, although you are only 8 years old, I would like to remind you that this man is the son of a thief. You better not lead a wolf into the room. And Yoon Shui-yan, don't get too close to any man in the world because you're going to hurt them! ”

“Bad man, I don't want to hear you speak ill of my brother! You're the thief, not my brother. My brother has me now. He doesn't need to steal!” Yoon Shuihuan drummed his pink and delicate cheeks and stared at the yellow-haired boy.

The yellow-haired boy laughed, “With you, your brother doesn't have to steal it. Yoon Shui-yan, your brother stole it from you. ”

Yoon Shui-yan wanted to talk, but at this time Yoon Sunset stood up and held her little hand, “Shui-yan, let's go. ”

Yoon Twilight took her away.

Yin Shui-yan was still angry, walking with her brother, and she turned around and made a ghost face at the yellow-haired boy. Huh, bad guy!

……

Two people walked to the street, Yoon Shuiyan's soft little hand was still held in Yoon Twilight's palm. She lifted her little head and looked at Brother Junyi's side face. “Brother, can you not play with these people in the future? You smoke, drink, skip classes now, these people have brought you bad, they still fight with you, I don't want you to play with them. ”

Yoon Twilight ticked his lip corner and smiled slightly, "Shui Ling, what we've become has nothing to do with other people. This is just about who you want to be. ”

Yoon Shuiyan couldn't understand his brother's words, but his smile in the corner of his mouth was so light and faint, like... self-derision, she looked heartbroken.

She stopped and glued, “Brother, my legs are sore, can you take me home? ”

Yoon also stopped, “Yes, brother carry you.” He knelt down.

“No.” Yoon Shuihuan shook her little head. She dragged her pleated skirt with a small hand. She couldn't even look at him shyly. “My skirt is so short...”

The kindergarten teacher and mom both said that she was a girl and that no one could see her little ass.

If my brother carries her, she will be exposed.

At her age, Yoon Twilight understood her thoughts. “Well, let me hold you. ”

He bent over and held her across.

But Yoon Shui-yan's two little hands snapped his neck and jumped at him.

Yin Twilight was stiff, and some images appeared in the film. His breathing was a little rushed. His hands were so cluttered that he didn't know where to hug her. “Shuihui...”

“Well, brother, we can go home now.” Yoon Shuihuan blinked her pure eyes and smiled sweetly, "Mom hugged me like this when I was a kid. ”

She had nothing in her eyes. Yoon Twilight's raised boy slid his throat and waved hard to the slightly obscene image in his head. He was blaspheming her.

She's still so small.

One huge hand wrapped around her slightly larger soft waist, the other dragged a little pleated skirt in her palm and strapped her, pulling his long leg apart and holding her.

“Brother, why do they call you the son of a thief? ”

Yin Twilight's glassy eyes were filled with complex emotions and sentiments. He had thin lips and did not speak.

“Brother, are you unhappy again? It's okay, they say you're the son of a thief, but I'm sure you're not. ”

Yoon Twilight looked at the little face in front of him and asked seriously, “Do you really believe that? ”

Yoon Shui-yan nodded hard, "Well, I believe it! ”

Yin Twilight's smile slowly appeared on Qingjun's face, "I believe it too. ”

They laughed at each other, then Yoon Shuiyan took a bag of qq sugar out of her pink sweater pocket, she opened the sugar bag, two little fingers pinched a qq sugar to Yoon Twilight's mouth, “Brother, here you go, it's delicious. ”

Yoon Twilight shook his head and he laughed, "I won't eat it, you eat it. ”

Little girl snacks.

“Oh, well, I'll eat it myself.” Yoon Shuihuan stuffed the qq sugar into his own little mouth and chewed it sophisticated.