My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yoon Shui-yan thought it was funny. It was just a candlelit dinner. He had another appointment to say clearly. What kind of relationship did she have with him? At best, it was a deal. Does he have to lie?

Actually, she really wanted to go back to Jua. You can call another woman to find her...

But think about it. If you say that, people will think she's jealous, right?

Yin Shuilin washed the steak, then cut it with a knife, cut her cheek wet, and two drops of crystalline tears flowed out of her eyes.

The gloomy lights in the kitchen struck her, she drowned her little head and wiped tears with her left hand. She tried to pull up a bright smile, which was how she came over the past three years, trying to laugh whenever she wanted to.

Actually, she has nothing to cry about.

It's all her own foolishness.

And then again and again, I threw a heart at him and he bullied me into wanting to cry.

She took tears, sucked on the tip of her nose, and continued to make pasta.

……

Half an hour later, a plate of pasta was ready, perfumed, and she put the noodles on the coffee table in the living room, then opened the notebook and nested her legs on a thick, soft carpet.

I took a picture of the noodles out of my phone and sent it to a dazzling tweet, and a few minutes later I got tens of thousands of likes.

Da Huan has reddened the entire cartoon world, her microblog has more than a million fans from all over the world, people will switch between Chinese and English, the atmosphere is relaxed and harmonious.

Yoon Shuihuan will come here to bubble in his spare time.

A lot of online messages -- wow, did you order this noodle in the restaurant? I want to eat.

--- I think I made it myself.

- Seriously, I don't believe it!

--- Believe it or not, my family not only has good comics, talent, even excellent cooking skills. Shouting, don't you think?

Yoon Shuihuan had a delicate little face with a warm smile on it. She moved her white little finger around the person and gave him a dash of expression.

It was admitted that she had done it herself, and suddenly there was a boom online.

When Yoon Shui-yan was in a better mood, the villa door suddenly opened and Yoon Twilight returned.

She didn't lift her head, she had a plate with her little hand, and she had noodles with her little fork.

Upon entering the living room, Yin Shuiyan was seen. She was still wearing her morning green dress. Because of cooking, she hooked the hair on the right side to her ear and stuck a kitty haircut on the side of her hair. She was naive and cute. She sat on the carpet with her legs and a notebook on the coffee table. That was soft and harmless, like a girl at home.

Yoon Twilight left his car keys on the table and lifted his feet toward the girl. As he walked, he lifted his hands to unravel the black suit and placed it on the couch.

When he came to the girl, he naturally sat on the carpet, his right arm stretched out into the circle of the girl's thin waist, which was soft, boneless, about a foot and six, and he just felt delicate in the arm.

A man loves a woman's waist, her little barbaric waist, and his heart flickers in a circle of light.

She kissed her little face, and he was softly mumbling, "Shui Li, sorry, something happened to the company today, not with you, don't be angry, eh? ”

Yin Shuiyan didn't even struggle to kiss him. She bit a noodle in her little mouth. She ate it with tremendous cheer. "Oh, it's okay... you've worked hard.” She replied faintly.

Yoon Twilight looked at her face twice. She had no anger on her face. It was not too cold for him as usual.

He came in to see her for the first time, and she seemed to be laughing and in a good mood.

Yoon Twilight glanced at the pasta in her hand. The flexible noodles accompanied by the green sauce appeared incredibly fresh and smooth, covered with chopped steak, shrimp nuts, and a few corn green beans. The person watching the noodles had a big appetite.

“Point takeout?” He whispered.

“No, I did it myself. ”

Did you do it yourself?

Yoon Twilight smiled. He held her tighter in his arms. He overthrew his pity and drowned and bit her snowy little earlobes. "Are you kidding me? Since when do you cook, this pasta looks like a five-star chef's craft at least, can you make this? ”

He doesn't believe it.

Yoon Shuihuan picked a grain of corn and chewed it in his mouth. "Thank you. ”

Thanks for the compliment of his five-star chef.

Yoon Twilight stagnated. He looked at the girl's calm expression. She didn't show off her face. It wasn't like a joke either. She was just stating a fact.

Yoon Twilight's eyes lit up. A big hand touched her little face and pulled her straight over. He put his nose tip against her nose. He rubbed it with joy. "Mizuki, are you really going to cook? Will you cook for me later, I'll be home from work, and you'll have a table of dishes waiting for me, huh? ”

He was really happy, such a delicate and habitual girl, and he never expected her to cook.

But in his heart, he hoped that there would be a woman at home who could cook. He came home from work, and she waited for him. His mother used to wait for his father, which was the feeling of home.

He was surprised.

Yoon Shui-yan gently opened his big hand and continued to bow his head for noodles. “We have an aunt at home. ”

She disguised herself as refusing.

Yoon Twilight wasn't upset either. He asked softly, "When did you learn to cook? ”

“Oh, in England, I talked to a couple of boyfriends, and when I lived together, I realized that eating was a big problem, and men didn't cook, so I cooked, and the cooking came out over time. ”

The tenderness on Yoon Twilight's face suddenly became completely frozen. She learned to cook for those honeys.

He didn't look too good. His palm held her soft waist a little hard, “You're upsetting me again? Give me a taste!” He looked at the noodles and said in a harsh tone.

“Don't … this is for me alone, I'll starve if I give you a taste. ”

“Yoon Shui-yan, I'll just taste one noodle. Would you be hungry without one? ”

Hearing the anger in the man's voice, Yoon Shuiyan slowly turned his head and looked at him. This was the first positive eye she gave him when he came back. The handsome five officers of the man were all strained. Those eyes stared at her harshly, as if they were rushed by her.

She had a long hair on her shirt.

Who owns this long hair?

Yoon Shui-yan smiled. “Hungry is an excuse. I just don't want to give it to you. Actually, I'm really good at cooking, but you just can't taste it. ”

Yoon Twilight's eyes suddenly poured out cold air, his left hand hanging beside him tightly pinched into a fist, and he bit his teeth, “You! ”

Yoon Shui-yan turned his head and continued to eat noodles with pride.

The atmosphere was completely rigid and she was casual, but every word stabbed him, and she said whatever he wanted, deliberately stabbed him.

Yoon Twilight stared at her, his chest poured out tremendous anger, this little woman was cold and stubborn, and a little bit untamed. He really wanted to teach her.

The way a man lectures a woman is simple, overwhelming her, letting her go back and forth and beg for forgiveness.

But he can't, and he doesn't dare.

After a glance at the notebook on the coffee table, he quickly swept up the "Ok Da” she sent as a dazzler, and he looked worse, "What is this? ”

She looked at him with her fingers, "Ok, ok. ”

Bullshit!

He doesn't know that, does he?

“Why are you sending this randomly to people? What do you mean by that? ”

Yoon Shui-yan looked at the man next to him with an idiot's eye, “I said are you really too out? It's perfectly normal for me to have an online chat now. What's the point, uncle? ”

She bit the sound on “Uncle”.

Yin Twilight's handsome face turned directly into the bottom of the pot, but then the notebook rang. Turns out someone gave her a large ranch.

“And what is this?” He asked.

“Someone paid me for a big ranch. Why? ”

“Why would someone with a good end pay you to give you something? ”

“People like me. ”

Yoon Twilight's eyes almost erupted. He stretched his legs and kicked the coffee table. He laughed. “Does this ranch work? He really gave you a lot of ranch. ”

“He can't do it. You can give it to me. Don't you have money? This is Tianshan Ranch at the foot of Scotland. I went there once and thought it was good. You bought it for me. ”

Yoon Twilight looked at her chattering red lips. She also had a little sauce on her red lips. He couldn't hold it. He put it together and opened his mouth to hold it.

Her lips were soft and he put them on and stretched out his tongue and rolled a little sauce on her lips into his mouth. Well, this green sauce tasted really good.

I don't know where she learned how to cook, this sauce ticked his drool.

I'd really like to try the noodles in her hand.

At Qinghe Bay Villa, he ate a little meal, all he thought about was her, afraid she'd get angry, afraid she'd be bored at home alone, more afraid she wouldn't eat, so he rushed back.

Good thing he came back, she kept stabbing him with a knife.

He crushed hard on her soft lips a few times to exasperate the anger in her heart, open her eyes, the girl did not close her eyes, she looked at him so cold and clear, without any joy in her eyes.

Yoon Twilight quickly reached out and covered her eyes. He tolerated the coax, “Good boy, don't look at me like that... Shui Ling, what is wrong with you? We're fine in the morning, I'm happy... I'm not with you at night, I'm sorry, I apologize... I'll be with you in the future, huh? ”

The girl didn't answer, he pulled up his lips and laughed ridiculously and lonely, and he wrapped her little mouth around her gently, like tasting the world's most precious flower dew, "Do you want to talk to a man on a ranch just like that? Not even a smile? A ranch says you can buy it? Mizuki, I spoiled you. ”

The girl still didn't respond. Yin Twilight kissed her twice again and then stood up, “I'm going to take a bath. You go upstairs and sleep early. ”

He pulled his legs upstairs.

Yin Shuilin sat quietly on the carpet, and she ate two more noodles and found that she couldn't taste them. Placing the plates on the coffee table, she started an entertainment show, curling her legs and watching quietly.

……

Yoon Twilight took a shower, the bedroom was empty, and the girl didn't come up. He walked to the windowsill and smoked a cigarette. When he extinguished the nth cigarette in the ashtray, he turned around and opened the door to go downstairs.

The girl also held a curly leg position, with a laugh in her notebook, a composite show, which she watched very seriously.

He climbed forward, his long fingers pressed the notebook, and “bang” closed.

Bending over, he lifted the girl across to the bedroom upstairs, “It's late, we'll see tomorrow. ”

Yoon Shui-yan did not resist. When she was pressed into the soft mattress, the man's kiss came to the ground.