My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

He thought, that's probably the best answer.

From his heart, he thinks that in Yoon Shui-bin's eyes he should be different from the boys who can't see, he can see.

Yoon Shui-yan belongs to him.

His little girl.

But he also said she couldn't show him until he wanted to, because he was confident that he would never want to see the day.

She's just his sister.

Yin De and Shi Xiaoqing rushed to deal with the aftermath. Yin Twilight brought Yin Shuiqing home.

Yin Shuiyan was a child. She didn't know everything about what happened at the kindergarten. After the family coaxed her, she smiled again.

At night, Shi Xiaoqing told her a story. She closed her eyes to sleep. Shi Xiaoqing put down her fairy tale book and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.

Yoon Twilight was lying in bed, the lights in the room were off, but he didn't sleep. Tomorrow he would go to the United States. I don't know what to tell the girl.

Did you walk away or tell her...

At this time, a slight noise sounded in his ear, his eyes in the dark, only to see the door open and closed, a small figure flexibly climbed onto his bed.

“Brother. ”

The duvet was lifted and the soft, cozy little body rolled over to him.

Yoon Twilight reached out and turned on the lamp on the bedroom cabinet. The dusk and warm light came out. The girl was wearing a goose yellow silk nightdress and lay in his arms.

“Mizuki, what are you doing here? ”

Yoon Shui-yu flanked herself, his little hand like white jade reached out and tried to hold his core. Her eyes had not revealed the unique and unappealing smell of Dan Feng's eyes, but it was clear and bright like a night pearl, so beautiful, “brother, I want to sleep with you tonight. ”

Yoon Twilight shook his head. “No, your mother will find out tomorrow morning...”

“Mom won't find out, I'll get up early tomorrow morning and sneak back to my room.” The girl made up her mind to speak solemnly.

Actually, she likes the bed. Where can she get up early?

But Yoon Twilight looked at her powdery face and felt a little soft. Tomorrow morning he was leaving. Fine. Let her sleep with him tonight.

“All right then.” He nodded.

Yin Shui-yun was happy. She stood up and pillowed her little head on her brother's stomach. “Brother, Mom and Dad said they were going to send me to girls' school for six years. We'll talk about it after high school. Brother, what's a girls' school? ”

Yoon Twilight touched her nourishing hair and explained softly, "Girls' schools are all girls' schools with no boys in them. ”

“No boys? Why?” Yin Shuilin asked naively.

Yin Twilight didn't answer directly. Although he didn't look like Yin De Shi Xiaoqing, the girls' school was probably the smartest decision they ever made.

The less people see her like this, the better.

He can also fly safely to the United States.

“Mizuki, don't you like girls' schools? Do you want to play with boys?” He shifted the subject.

Yoon Shui-yan quickly turned from his arms and said, "Brother, I don't like boys or girls, I just like you, just play with you. ”

She held him by the neck with two small arms and sat directly on his lap, "Brother, you are not allowed to play with those beautiful sisters, you can only play with me. ”

Yoon Twilight looked at her bully and made fun of her. “Well, I'm going to think about it...”

“Ah, Brother is bad, if Brother plays with those sisters, I...” She puts a sip of heat in her two little hands and scratches him directly.

Yoon Twilight smiled and hid. He hugged her waist in one hand for fear that she would fall. They held each other together and made a mess.

Suddenly Yoon Shui-jun stopped moving. She felt sad. "Brother, I'm in pain. What did you poke me with? ”

Yin Twilight's handsome face, as white as a jade, instantly climbed up to the red. The girl was looking at him with her eyes full of water. His eyes hid, and he dared not look at her. "Shui, come down. ”

He held her by the waist and let her lie on his side, dragged the duvet over her and separated from her.

He doesn't know how he did it, and it's shameful.

Perhaps she was sitting in the wrong position, both dressed less in the summer, and felt a little less at the time of the noise, not under his control.

Yin Shuiyang understood ignorance. She reached out her little hand to touch him. "Brother, what's so poking about you? Show me. ”

Yin Twilight quickly intercepted her little hand, and panicked and rushed, causing his face to be a little tight, “Shui Li, don't make a scene. ”

Yin Shuiyang's eyes dropped a layer of grieving fog, she was going to cry, “Brother murdered me... Brother hid something hidden from me not to show me... Ooh, bad brother, I ignore you. ”

She turned around, squeezing two little pink fists and rubbing her eyes, and those crystalline tears leaked out of her fists.

Yin Twilight was ashamed of himself. He didn't know how to explain it, he couldn't explain it. He could only reach out and help her wipe her tears. He lowered his voice. “Mizuki, don't cry. It's all my brother's fault... not that I won't show it to you, but that you're too young to look... your eyes will hurt..."

Yoon Shuihuan stopped crying. She looked at him with her little pink lips over her side. "Can I see it when I grow up? When will I grow up? ”

“Well... you can see when he grows up...” He can only fool her, how shameful these words are. He knows that he only bullies her young, what's the difference between him and taking advantage of her verbally, dirty, even if nobody is in the room, he presses his voice down, he dares not let anyone in the world know, he comes to her ear and whispers, “18 years old, okay? ”

Kwon 't fool her anymore.

Yoon Shui-yan was really impressed. She laughed with rubbish. "Thank you brother, brother is the best.” She was a little sleepy, her little head pillow on her brother's arm, closed her eyes and slept.

“Good night, brother. ”

Watching the little girl in her arms sleep because she slept with her back to his side, he could see only half her little face with his arms behind him. The dark hair of the Uzi covered her luscious, creamy little face, not only did it not stop her from shining, but the black-lined, extremely white shows bewitched his eyes.

He also doesn't understand that her 8-year-old little girl is pure, adorable, cute, she is the only one, she has not grown yet in a playful way...

Why does it make people tickle?

No wonder those boys depend on her.

She was probably a... fox in her last life.

This whole life has been refined.

Yoon Twilight looked at her, inches and inches after inches. In the middle of this parting night, he dared to bet all his feelings on her face. His eyes were a little crazy.

“Shuihuan, my brother is leaving tomorrow, wait for me to come back... don't play with the boys, protect yourself... when my brother comes back, I will protect you, no one dares to talk to you, think about you...”

The girl didn't respond, she was in a dream.

Yoon Twilight's eyes suddenly attracted by the teardrops hanging from her face. He felt the blood in his body boiling, he was breathing fast, and a flame burned up all his senses.

He leaned down slowly and kissed her little face.

Put her tears in her mouth, bitter.

Not unlike other people's tears.

But his lips slowly did not retrieve, her little face was really as good as imagined, fragrant and soft, the kiss was firmly elastic, when he reacted, his other hand had been held beside her, tall and lean figure over her, hiding her in secret, no one could see.

He dared not lift the dark hair on her face, afraid that she would suddenly open her eyes, he kissed her little face so messily, until he kissed her hair in his mouth, he wanted to kiss later, he felt a kind of souffle running from head to toe.

His left hand held the sheet tight and sweated with one hand. He was trembling, but he couldn't control it. Eventually, her little face fell in his hand and he held her upright.

Close your eyes and really dare not look at her, but in your head, those two lips are sweet and sticky called his brother, like cherries, soft powder.

He trembled on the kiss.

Really kissed.

A moment after the kiss, he opened his eyes suddenly, his face as white as a jade panicked, and he backed away, not knowing what he had done.

He lifted the quilt and looked down, wet and wet, and his whole body fell into the abyss, completely cold.

For the first time in my life.

At his age, he was shameless, not shameless at all, but shameless was the object, on whom he just touched the lip gently, just...

Yoon Twilight sweated in cold sweat. This sense of shame turned into a deeper guilt. He got out of bed and ran into the bathroom for a cold bath.

He cursed himself over and over again and reminded himself over and over again, that's your sister.

The next morning.

When Yoon Shui-yan woke up, she was already in her room. She quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth and put on her clothes, and then went downstairs, and the maid called her, "Miss, come and have breakfast. ”

Yoon Shui-yan shook Bai-yu's little hand, stood by the stairs and looked at Yoon Twilight's room. “No, I want to wait for my brother to eat with me. ”

At this time, Yin Twilight's room door opened and the maid held the suitcase and he walked out.

Yoon Shui-yan watched the servant walk out of the villa door with the suitcase open and put it in the trunk of the sedan, and her smile on her face suddenly stifled.

Yoon Twilight went downstairs. He wanted to reach out and touch the girl's little head, but considering last night and today's difference, he did a normal laugh. “Shuihuan, my brother is going out to do something and will be back soon. Stay at home. ”

Yin De and Shi Xiaoqing also walked over. Shi Xiaoqing squatted down and hugged Yin Shuiqing. “Shuiqing, brother will be back later, go with brother 88. ”

Yoon Shuiyan looked at Yoon Twilight, the cherry little mouth held, the tears in his eyes smashed down.

“Woo...” She was crying.

The three of them were stiff. I didn't expect her tears to come so fast. Yoon Twilight lifted his eyes and pulled up his lip corner to smile. “Shuihuan, brother is gone, 88. ”

He lifted his leg and left.

But he didn't make it because his right hand, which was hanging beside him, was held by two soft little hands, behind him was a whispering swallow, he didn't dare cry out loud, he cried in silence with fright, “Brother, where are you going? Can you... take me? ”