My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

After all, Miss Yin has not been here for the last seven days. Mr. Yin has either returned late or slept in the office.

Auntie cares about Mr., in fact, it is not uncommon for men to be 10 years older than women in this society. It is only 25 and 15 years older than this, a man with just the right blood, Fanghua Zhengmao and a little girl who don't understand anything.

It can only be said that Mr. Yoon and Miss Yoon met at a bad time.

Auntie sighed and walked into the kitchen.

As she stood by the station, Auntie found the chopping board removed from the wall. She wondered, who moved her chopping board?

Auntie couldn't find the answer, maybe she forgot. I don't know if she forgot to hang the anvil on the wall last night.

Auntie put the chopping board back where it belongs.

I looked at the refrigerator and there wasn't much left in the refrigerator. Auntie walked out of the apartment and went shopping at the supermarket.

……

In the bedroom, Yoon Dawn slowly opened his eyes as the dawn sun poured through the veil curtain and shone into the man's eyes.

Looking at the curved, luxurious rooftop design above his head, Yoon Twilight knew that this was the girl's room.

He was a little dizzy. Probably the reason he was drunk last night. He wore a sword brow and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrow. Last night...

He sat up.

The moment I sat up, I realized that there was a man on his left arm, Yoon Twilight's side eyes looked, and there was a girl lying beside him.

Yoon Twilight took a look, roughly a little impressed, Mizuki's roommate, Yao what bamboo.

The girl has no clothes on her body, and she is evaluated as a beautiful body, much better than the watermelon. At this moment, her beautiful skin is full of kiss marks.

His right hand lifted the quilt and looked at himself. He had no clothes on him. His body knew that he had passed through last night.

The men's and women's clothes were thrown under the bed, and the books on that little desk scattered all over the floor, and one of them was pressed into a fold with a starred plum red on it.

Yoon Twilight knows what it is.

First time for a woman.

The room smelled of turbidity, the little desk, the couch, and the fact that he was lying on this bed right now, all moving, with messy marks.

Last night…

Yoon Twilight frowned and remembered, blank, he can't remember anything.

Then Yao Xiaozhu woke up.

In fact, Yao Xiaozhu woke up a long time ago. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She waited for the man to wake up first. The first time she opened her eyes, she looked at the man.

Even as she slept beside him naked last night, she had copied the man's face countless times, and at this moment she was still fascinated by men.

He bowed his head and frowned, seemingly seriously remembering that the handsome wave curled over his eyelids a little messy, the mountainous high nose beam, peach red sexy thin lips, the five officials' contours were rooted and the craftsman's most elaborate carving.

This is the legendary Yin Twilight, the mythical existence of Yin Twilight, who has the whole T-shirt celebrity circle dumped for it.

Right now, she's sleeping next to him!

Yao Xiaozhu sat up. She pulled the sheets to cover her spring light. Her greed was still quiet. “Young Master...”

When he heard this delicate sound, Yoon Twilight opened his ink eyes. He looked at Yao Xiaozhu with his side eyes. He simply swept the girl's beautiful young face, and the man said, “How did you get in? ”

Last night Yao Xiaozhu imagined all the expressions, shock, anger, questioning when the man woke up... all kinds of things, she just didn't think the man would be so calm.

He looked at her calmly, with no fluctuations in his eyes, but his eyes were so deep and sharp that he stared at her, looking through her.

He asked her how she got in, and he was waiting for her answer.

Yao Xiaozhu's heart was trembling, but she kept calm on the surface, bravely facing the man's eyes, she blushed, shy and panicked, "Last night I came looking for Mizuki, saw the apartment door open, I walked in, and I saw... you were drunk, lying on the sofa in the living room... me, I lifted you upstairs, you pushed away from this room, and then... then you...”

Yao Xiaozhu looked at Yin Twilight shyly. The man didn't look at her. His gaze looked forward, his mouth snapped up, and he laughed.

The laughter, contempt and disdain.

I don't know whether to laugh at him or at her.

Yao Xiaozhu panicked more.

At this time, Yin Twilight looked at him again. His voice was low and mute, and he was magnetically pleasing. “So what? I'm curious, if I want to fuck you, you can let me, not any man in the world? Oh, so casual. Is that blood real? Don't go to the hospital to make it up. ”

The man said it softly.

Yao Xiaozhu glanced at the desk with his eyes. There was a spot of blood on the book. A man like him knew a lot and could see through it.

Yao Xiaozhu couldn't stand his dazzling gaze. A 25-year-old man went through a love scene and matured. In a straight line, a woman couldn't bear a single eyebrow picking.

Even if it's cold in his eyes right now.

Yao Xiaozhu's heartbeat accelerated, “Young Master, I'm clean, last night was mine... for the first time... I'm not a random girl, I just... admire you, I've seen you in school a few times, every time I look behind your back... I like you... you were like me last night, I am... willing... so I don't want you to be responsible...”

“Responsible?” Yin Twilight interrupted the girl, as if he heard some big jokes. He came over with his left hand and grabbed her cheeks with two fingers. “Tsk,” he measured her carefully, smiling on her face, but that was mean and ruthless. "How responsible? Look at your face. It's not that pretty. It's a medium figure, at best. How many times last night, three times? You must be having a good time. Are you enjoying yourself? ”

Yao Xiaozhu's blushing face quickly grew pale. It turns out the rumors are true. This man really tramples into bone blood for irrelevant people.

The man clasped her two fingers on her cheeks relaxed and pressed hard, and her aching body trembled.

“Who allowed you in last night, breaking and entering, hmm? Like me, want me to sleep, so take my clothes off while I'm drunk? Didn't leave last night, slept beside me till dawn, just waiting for me to wake up? Now that I'm awake, you tell me not to take responsibility. Are you kidding me? ”

“Tell me, what do you want? Oh, definitely no more money, because... you want more money. Want to go out with me and sleep with me for the second time? What the hell? You're not awake in your dreams! ”

Yoon Twilight loosened her face.

Yao Xiaozhu trembled, she felt cold, her heart was a little blind to the man's fantasy disappearing, she was afraid to hug herself with a quilt.

She watched the man lift the quilt and get out of bed, and she was there, and even if he had no clothes on him, he was all over himself, with his long legs down, with his back to her, pulling up his pants on the floor with two fingers, slowly sliding them on.

He was wearing a belt, his voice was cold without any temperature, "Why are you still standing there? Should I call two men to answer to you? If you want to hit me, you're wrong, I'm rich, and I'm generous to all the women I've slept with, but that doesn't include drunkenness. Get lost before I change my mind. ”

The last sentence was bitten out word for word by word by man.

Yao Xiaozhu dared not speak, she hurried out of bed, picked up the clothes on the carpet and put them on, then ran away.

……

When the room was quiet, Yoon Twilight was tall and pulled out of his body and stood beside the bed. Without the enthusiasm of wearing clothes, his handsome eyebrows faded. He went naked to pick up cigarettes in his pants pocket.

Pull out a cigarette and he lights it with a lighter.

But the action of lighting the cigarette suddenly stifled, and he looked around the room, sniffing it with his nose, and he smelled the fragrance on the girl.

Girl's.

Yoon Shui-yan's.

Suddenly a little picture popped out of my mind. In the kitchen, a girl in white put her toes up and hung the anvil on the wall. The anvil was placed on the flow table...

The cigarette fell on the carpet and Yoon Dawn pulled his long leg out of the door.

He walked in a hurry, his heart poured over his face, his knee accidentally hit the staircase railing as he went down the stairs, and he didn't care.

Running into the kitchen, he felt like he couldn't breathe, looked at it, where there was an anvil on the sink, and the anvil was hanging on the wall at the end of it.

The tattoo hasn't moved.

Yoon Twilight lagged for a few seconds. The ridicule and despair in his eyes all swung away. What was he thinking? I can't believe it was her last night...

How could it be her?

She now avoids him like a snake scorpion. He touches her hand and she refuses.

Yoon Twilight laughed twice, went upstairs and went back to his room.

He walked up to the desk and touched the book with the bloodstains of the stars. He glanced at it. It was Simuron's prose collection.

If it still rains after that,

If grief continues after grief…

Yoon Twilight laughed after a glance. Something naive can only attract that simple girl.

He just smelled her scent in the room, and now he smells it, and everywhere else, it's all his illusion.

What is he expecting?

Yoon Twilight's fingers hit the dry blood. Somehow, he felt numb on his scalp, and a current ran from the top of his head to the bottom of his foot.

The man's brushy lashes closed tightly after a moment, raised his head, knotted his throat, and boiled his blood into his brain, and this fatal feeling almost made him unbearable.

Last night... that's pretty much how it felt.

He had a woman a long time ago, and the first one was Ammonwen, and the first time he touched something like this was when he was about 18 years old, a couple of male classmates made a couple of movies to watch, and he was young and impulsive, and he wanted to push a woman down the street to taste it.

But when he really met Ammonwen, he felt like it, but the physical need, the comeback and comeback was always just a vent, just like an animal.

Empty of heart, not filled.

No matter how many people are touched in all these years, it never seems satisfied.

He tastes it, but doesn't know what it really feels like.

Last night…

Yoon Twilight closed his eyes and the feeling last night seemed so good and wonderful that he would have a strong reaction if he thought about it a little bit.

Last night was probably... a soul wreck, and he died in agony.

Girl...

The dark side of his heart was clear to him. Six months ago, she came to the cycle, silly enough to let him wipe it. He looked at it and missed it ever since.

And I thought, often, one day, he pressed her into a flower bone, and he chopped her apart.

How does it feel?

Yoon Twilight opened his eyes violently, his right hand held his breath on the desktop. Think about it like this. The corner of his eyes is already red, but, think about it, it wasn't her last night!