My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yoon Twilight smiled when he heard his lips pulled up. He laughed with a deep heart, but it looked like he had been truly delighted. The English sword brow was picked slightly.

At this time, Liu Caizhe said, “Aunt and uncle, since everything has been taken care of, why don't you two go back and get some rest, and I'll send you a car? ”

“No, no, we have a car, that morning, we won't bother you, 88.” Two happy people walked out.

……

The two of them left, the study door was closed, Liu Caizhe put the information on the table, and laughed, “Twilight, you promised it was too pleasant, there are two of them, and you're not afraid that the couple is a bottomless hole? ”

“Um...” Yoon Twilight went to pound ash and grunted carelessly, “What are you afraid of, just a little money, I'm still young, making money. ”

Liu Caizhe listened to his lazy tone and couldn't guess what he was thinking. He was sad. “This couple is really fatal, not even his own son, but also the boss of a company, T-market celebrity, but that's sour. I want to throw up. I can't wait to move this ashtray in front of you. The smell of the city is too strong. ”

Yin Twilight did not speak. He was smoking. The handsome five officials hid in the smoke and were deep. The mountains did not reveal water.

Liu Caizhe looked at his face, then bowed down and joked, “This Yin family is not good, but this Miss Qianjin is really good, I don't know what the couple would like to climb the door with this daughter. ”

Yoon Twilight smoked a cigarette in his hand and then picked an eyebrow and looked at him, "Very interested? ”

Liu Caizhe closed his hand and surrendered. "If you're not interested, you're afraid… some people move an unwarranted interest. ”

Yin Twilight's inky eyes hit Liu Caizhe, Liu Caizhe laughed funny, Yin Twilight understood, he smoked the last cigarette, strangled in the ashtray, two words, “Work! ”

……

After work, it was 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. Yoon Dawn went back to his bedroom and took a bath and stepped out of the bathroom.

His hair was a little wet, he wore a burgundy silk nightgown, the strap between the waist of the nightgown was tied casually, revealing most of his chest, and those tiny water marks were still flowing on his barley muscular skin, strong muscles, narrow core, and the gap between the straps peeked into his six abs.

The body of a 25-year-old man is young, as if each cell emitted hormones of youthful blood.

He walked up to the window, bit a cigarette in his mouth, held the lighter in his right hand and did not light it. He leaned lazily against the wall, playing with the lighter, and looked out the window at the glowing mirage of the sea.

I don't know what to think, maybe he didn't think anything, at this moment the silent night sky, he felt a little... bored.

The bright wall lights in the room pulled his back so long, obviously he had begun to get it, but he still felt... lonely.

There's an empty place in my heart.

At this point, a slight cry sounded in his ear, his tall body stiff, his right hand took the smoke from his mouth and threw it on the bed with the lighter, and he turned around.

The girl's bedroom was next door to him, and he opened the door and left a dim lamp in the room, and the little girl in the bed was crying.

Before Yoon went to bed, the soft and spacious bed was so small, and the little head was gone. It was all drilled into the quilt. He reached out and opened the quilt on her face. The girl was bored to tears in the quilt.

“Ouch... Ouch... Ouch...” She wore a pink sleeveless nightdress and White Jade's little hand was covering her injured spot.

Yoon Twilight's eyes sank. He looked at the place. The hawker was too heavy. She was so delicate that she started to develop. How can she afford it?

“Mizuki...” He knelt on one knee and his well-defined hand patted her little face gently, “is it painful? ”

Yoon Shui-yan was not awake, she was still asleep, but the pain in her chest made her unbearable.

The more tears fall in her eyes, the more red Su-jung's little nose cries. It's pathetic, “Woo... brother... pain...”

Yin Twilight glanced at her thin lips and the light flashed in her eyes. A few seconds later, he lifted her quilt and slept beside her.

The girl turned her back on him and he didn't stick it on either. His body kept a little distance. His left hand gently stroked her waist and penetrated through her dress...

Yoon Shuiyan in his sleep was extremely scared, anxious, "No!” Her two soft little hands went to pat the big hand.

Yoon Twilight was frowned upon by her. Jun Pu's body deceived him. He covered her ears and softly coddled him. “Don't be afraid, it's his brother... it won't hurt for a while. ”

I don't know if his voice or his body smell familiarized her. The struggling Yin Shuilin gradually calmed down. The girl was very ashamed. She didn't know if this behavior was acceptable, it was just unacceptable psychological scope, and her life had never been, but this man was my brother...

She can't refuse, she can't refuse.

So she shrunk herself into a small group and buried her little face all in a soft pillow.

Yoon Twilight looked scared and shy. Her whole face was buried in the pillow. She didn't know if she could change her breath. He put up his right arm and spoke to her. "Water...”

It was only when I opened my mouth that I knew that my voice was mute enough, that my throat was like burning charcoal, my eyes were hot, and I think I was congested.

He wanted to comfort her, it was just to help her relieve the pain, but then... he could only cheat on her as a little girl.

In fact, he also bullied her as a little girl and took advantage of... the “brother” in her mouth.

Shameless.

He knew his shame when he was 18.

In seven years in America, he had women, he was a mature, normal man, with physical needs, with needs.

He had never officially made a girlfriend, and there was nothing in his heart that she had to love a woman. He looked normal. Those women got what he called handsome wealth from him. He got the direction of youth and took what he needed.

He is not going to be a monk, he is not going to be a soup widow, nor is any humble man suitable for him, saying that he is a poor boy born in a paid family, a son of a “thief”, he has no high demands on himself.

He lived freely and freely, but there were times when he lost his temper.

Like now, facing this little girl in his arms, he looks at the horrible reaction to his body, and he doesn't know what to do?

This little girl he met in his 18-year-old life, he doesn't know what to do with her?

He closed his eyes, his throat rolled, he kept rolling, she was always wearing the brand of shower gel, or he prepared it for her, he was familiar with the scent, but he couldn't stand the scent at the moment.

I didn't dare to wake her up, so I buried my head gently in the hair around her cheeks. After burying it, I didn't want to come out. She was all soft and sticky and aromatic and he was intoxicated.

In fact, he didn't react so easily to her. Even if he didn't hug her, he buried her in her hair, and he felt that his empty heart was filled.

This feeling, so strange.

……

The next morning, Yoon Shui-yan opened his eyes slowly.

She sat up, pinched her pink fist and rubbed her eyes. She slept well last night. She thought she would have nightmares, but she hadn't even had one.

She lifted the quilt and snowy little feet landed on the carpet to try on the slippers, but suddenly she remembered something, and her pink little face was red.

Last night, like, my brother touched her...

I glanced at myself with panic, my pajamas were intact, and where it was supposed to hurt was no longer painful, everything was fine.

Is she hallucinating?

“Oops!” Yoon Shuihuan covered her hot little face with her little hand. How could she be so... shameless, dreaming of her brother...

But where's my brother?

Yoon Shui-yan ran out with her slippers on. She opened the door and went down the stairs. She was in a beautiful and sticky mood and screamed, "Brother, where are you? ”

Someone in the kitchen, she jumped to the door, white jade hands on the door frame, she probed her head, her eyebrows curved, "brother. ”

Yoon Twilight wore a light grey V-neck thin sweater today, underneath black pants. He stood in front of the glass table with his one-handed wipe pocket and drank water with a wide-mouthed glass in his right hand.

The sun shines out the window, shining on his angular, handsome face, coated with a glowing glow.

When he heard the scream, he slowly sided his eyes. The first thing he saw in the curtain was the girl's delicate, bright little face, because when she woke up, her condensed skin was still tender and light red, her nose wings like Xiu Qiong's, her cherry-like little mouth, and her unchanged pink nightdress, she was like a little angel left behind.

Yoon Twilight dropped the cup and pulled up his lip, “Hydra, are you awake? ”

“Yeah!” Yoon Shui-yan nodded forcefully. She walked into the kitchen and looked at the man, “Where's my little plane? ”

“In Brother's study, Brother has been repaired, you can pick it up later.” Yin Twilight rubbed her little head, "the plane broke and broke. If you really want to play, you can call your brother. Don't go anywhere. There are a lot of bad people in the world. It's dangerous. ”

“Oh, I see.” Mom and Dad taught her a lesson last night, and she won't do it again, but, "Brother, aren't you sad that the plane broke? ”

It doesn't seem to matter if you listen to your brother.

“Well," Yin Twilight grunted, "my brother is too old to be sad. ”

He cared so much about the plane when he was 18 because he looked at it like he saw Mom and Dad, but now he doesn't need it.

There's only one thing he needs to do, the truth of the year.

And where's his mother?

“Aquarius, how did the plane go bad yesterday? ”

Yin Shuiyan drowned her little head, her little hands tightened her nightdress, and she whispered, "I accidentally broke it. ”

Yoon Twilight swept her into a wrinkled nightdress and smiled. “How did you get that wound in your waist? Did he even fall with himself when he hit the plane? ”

Yin Shui-yun was not good at lying. She dared not look up into her brother's eyes and nodded, “Well, yes, we fell together.” Speaking of which she was surprised, "brother, how did you know I had a hip injury? ”