My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yoon Twilight's right hand with the fountain pen was stiff and his face was heavy. "What's wrong with her? ”

Liu Caizhe and Hua retracted their sights from the documents and looked at the men.

“Sir, Miss Yoon and I just had dinner, which was fine, but I was packing chopsticks, and Miss Yoon fell on the stairs and broke a little skin on her knees. ”

Yoon Twilight's tight muscles quickly loosened. The brush-like two rows of thick eyelashes slightly restrained, and he didn't speak.

Because the office was quiet, Auntie Liu Caizhe and Jua also heard the words. They looked at each other. They were busy with important documents. Auntie called just to slightly injure the girl, which was not surprising.

They know the man was frightened.

Auntie is still talking, “Sir, Miss Yoon sat on the stairs and cried. It was sad to cry. I told her to take care of the wound. She didn't say anything. She went back to her room and shut the door. Sir, Auntie is going to say something about you. This couple just had a fight. Why are you still serious about Miss Yoon? This New Year's Eve Miss Yin doesn't have any relatives. She bores herself at home except to go to the Western restaurant. Miss Yin is a little stubborn, but she just struggles with herself. Look how poor a little girl she is. ”

Yoon Twilight slipped his lips, and he hung up.

Put the phone aside, he smoked a cigarette, then lit it with a lighter, squinting a cigarette, then slowly spit it out, the smoke circled and he pinched the tabletop file with his cigarette hand, fading away, "Go on. ”

Liu Caizhe and Jua continued the point they had just broken.

There was a thunderstorm coming out of the floor window, and Jua stood up and shut the window, "President, it's raining outside. ”

Yoon Twilight glanced up.

Hua closed the window and turned around, “President, this rain is really heavy...”

Hua's words stopped because there was no one on the office chair, and only Liu Caizhe stood at the table and shrugged helplessly.

“Manager Liu, where's the president? ”

“Where else could he go?” Liu Caizhe sighed, "he could never win Miss Yin. ”

……

Yin Shuilin has fallen asleep. She was woken up by the thunder outside the window. She is also as afraid of thunder as she was when she was a child.

Turning over, she curled herself into a small group, pulled up a quilt and buried her little head in it, covering her ears and not listening to that horrible thunder.

But the more she doesn't want to hear, the more she hears, thunder arrays, her eyes shaking with her eyes closed.

At this point, there was a noise in the ear, as if the door was open.

She jumped up from the bed and looked to the door.

There's a man standing by the door, Yoon Twilight.

Yoon Twilight is back.

Yoon Shui-yan's tight string in her brain came loose. She was scared just now. She thought it was a thief and didn't expect him to come back.

He's finally back.

Her crystal clear almonds looked at him in isolation and soft.

Yoon Twilight stood by the door, and he looked at the girl quietly and indifferently, then lifted his hand and unraveled the black suit on his body.

Yin Shui-yan found that his clothes were all wet, except that the short hair on his head was still standing, and the short hair was wet with rain, hard and cold.

She lifted the quilt out of the bed and walked up to him naked with two snowy little feet. Her little hand stretched out and she went to pick him up the suit he had taken off.

Yin Twilight didn't look at her. She took off her damp suit and threw it directly on the carpet next to her.

Yoon Shui-yan's little hand was stuck in the air.

Yoon Twilight raised his head and proceeded to pull the tie between his necks. The slippery material on the tie was not so good to pull off. He pulled it twice and didn't pull it off. Then his side eyes, an eye drifted past the stiff girl, and he said, “No eyes? ”

Yin Shuihuan looked back, she walked to the man and lifted her toes to help him untie his tie.

Roughly to match her height, the man slightly bowed his waist, and now his dorsal muscle lines appeared, the strength of a 32-year-old man.

Rich masculinity.

Yoon Shui-yan's eyes hid for a while, when her little barbaric waist was wrapped around her, she was directly caught in a wide and damp chest.

Yoon Twilight leaned down and clogged her red lips.

I didn't want to get her wet, but she seduced people with her eyes.

Suddenly he was attacked, Yin Shuiyang glared at her eyes, the tie had not yet been untied, and hung loosely on his neck. She watched him kiss her with her eyes closed. His two rows of thick eyelashes touched her eyesore, as hard and cold as his people, she was in pain.

Two small hands quickly pressed against his strong shoulder and she pushed him.

“Yoon Twilight...”

The man didn't let go, a strong arm lifted her thin, soft waist and pressed hard into his arms, her body smelled and soft, he hadn't touched it for half a month, just wanted to put her soft body to death at this moment, broke the best.

He lost his teeth, his little tongue was hooked away, he lost the tenderness of the past, and he kissed her like a storm was going to snatch her breath.

Yin Shuiyin was upset, so sad. Her body was as thin as Yang Liu's. That was it. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her. Her chest was tight. The key was that her heels couldn't reach the ground. He forced her to lift her toes and kiss him.

This kiss is superior.

Shortly afterwards, Yin Shuilian's face swelled red. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't help but bite his tongue.

Yoon Twilight suffered from pain and opened his eyes while releasing her mouth. Two fingers held her jaw. He smiled with an unknown meaning. “What? You want to play with me? How do you know I eat this? ”

Yin Shuiyang was stunned. She couldn't understand what he was saying. She looked at him ignorantly with her beautiful, innocent eyes.

Yoon Twilight's breathing faster. “Are you loaded with me again? Haven't there been a lot of men who would do anything at another man's place? ”

Yoon Shui-yan understood what he meant. Her eyes overflowed with water, and she looked at him in shock and softness.

When the man pulled up his lip corner, his narrow, inky eyes slowly squeezed up, and he looked at her badly and foolishly, his thin lips lifted, and he slowly threw out three words, “Little broken shoes. ”

Little broken shoes...

Yin Shuiyin shrank, her whole body of blood poured into her brain, and her delicate little face was red-white.

He was sarcastic about her, and his face was full of rhetoric, little shoes... the word was even more humiliating.

She couldn't take it if he looked at her with a man's wind in his eyes. Her eyes were bold and overt, with taboo flirting pushing her straight to the bottom.

Yoon Shuiyan drowned her little head, she hid from his hot breath, "I'm a little broken shoe, then go find a new shoe. I think Xiao Yao is fine. ”

“Well, Xiao Yao is good, famous lady, knowledgeable Dari, her father has money...”

Yin Shuilin's heart sank, her nose red, her eyes moist, she wanted to cry.

Maybe cry out the next second.

Yoon Twilight glanced at her with great grief. He held her soft waist and moved her footsteps, pushing her halfway to the window table.

He turned her upside down and let her lie down.

Yoon Shui-jun dragged the curtains of his hand and realized what he wanted to do. She struggled so hard, "Yoon Dawn, you bastard, you are an animal who can only think with the lower half! ”

“What else do you think I am? Yoon Shui-yan, you first met me. Don't you know I'm trying to do that with you? ”

Yin Shuiqi's tears fell straight off, which reminded her of when she was 15 years old, and that day, in the bar room, he used this position to treat that beautiful sister, a stranger.

She couldn't bear to bite her teeth, “Yoon Twilight, let go of me. Go find your new shoes. Don't you have a lot of old friends? ”

Who is Yoon Twilight? She says a word and he understands what she means. His left hand imprisons her with her thin waist and his right hand pulls his metal belt. He laughs, “Good old man, which one are you referring to? Oh, I remember, wasn't that the one you were 15 years old? To be honest with you, that one doesn't taste so good. You know why I'm using her? 'Cause the airport on her chest looks just like you! ”

Yoon Shui-yan's face is full of blood, this man!

She tried to cover her ears and not listen, but the man's more excessive words were still in the back, “Yoon Shuiyan, I told you then that I was going to do the same thing to you, you don't want to, how about now, you still use the same position by me...”

Yoon Shui-yan's last pronunciation, the C-word pronunciation, was all over his eardrum.

Nasty!

Shameless!

The first time she was 15, he said that to her when he was drunk and dominated her, she remembered.

……

An hour and a half later, Yoon Shuiyan lay on the bed, and there was a noisy stream of water in the bathroom. Yoon Twilight was in the bathroom.

After he had just finished, he held her for a bath and sent her back to bed before he took a bath himself.

Yoon Shui-yan's little face was steaming red, like an apple with a red flutter, his side eyes glanced at the carpet in that area of the window stand, and the carpet was soiled.

She sat up slowly and got out of bed, her legs trembling and he tortured her so hard, she walked up to the carpet and squatted down and wiped her with paper.

The bathroom door behind him was wiped open twice, and the man's low, dull voice rang, “What are you doing? ”

Yin Shuiyin was frightened. She quickly stood up and looked up at the man. She saw him wearing black trousers without a belt. He was naked with a fine upper body and wiped his short hair with a towel in his hand.

In his handsome eyebrows there was still unrelenting enthusiasm, and he glanced at her with a faint, unhappy look at her barefoot on the carpet, and the paper in her hand.

Yin Shuilin quickly hid the paper behind her, and she shook her head, "I didn't do anything. ”

Yoon Twilight threw the towel on the bed cabinet and went to bed with his long legs. He opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow, let Auntie change the carpet... it's normal for us to do this, you don't need to cover it up. Before that, Auntie changed the sheets for you every day. Why didn't you tell me? ”

Yoon Shuiyan's face is red, she is not yet comfortable talking to him about this kind of thing on the stage.

At his age, he may think it's perfectly normal, but she's still young, and it's always embarrassing to spend time with her aunt every day.

And could sheets and carpets be the same thing?

When she was frozen, she heard the man sink several times yelling at her, "What are you waiting for? ”

“Oh.” Yin Shuiyin looked back. She threw the paper in her hand in the trash and put it on the ch.