Chapter 521 Miss Yilin

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Yin Shuiling opened her eyes. She tossed and turned until very late last night, so she got up late. She brushed her teeth and washed her face in the bathroom. It took a long time before going downstairs. She was thinking about what she would do if she met her brother.

forgive?

Don’t forgive?

Thinking of last night, Yin Shuiling felt her face burning up. She didn't know how to face him.

After opening the door and going downstairs, she poked her head to look, but she didn't see her brother.

Auntie was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Yin Shuiling walked in and asked, "Auntie, where is my brother?"

"Mr. Yin has already gone to the company."

"Going so early?"

"Yes, I walked in before six o'clock this morning. When I came in, I saw Mr. Yin sitting on the sofa with his eyes narrowed."

"Sofa? Didn't my brother go back to his room to sleep?"

"No, Mr. Yin must have slept on the sofa all night. When I came in, he opened his eyes. He was probably really tired. He smelled of alcohol and had bloodshot eyes. He went upstairs to take a shower and changed his clothes. I As soon as breakfast was ready, he took the car keys and left, and told me to watch you while you were eating. "

She never eats well, eats little, and always needs people to stare at her.

After hearing this, Yin Shuiling turned around and sat on the sofa in the living room. She stared at her toes with her head down. The complicated emotions of embarrassment, anger, and tangle were gone. She felt aching in her heart, and she felt sorry for him.

Her brother is different from her. She has parents and a family, but her brother has nothing.

Everything he got today was achieved through his own hard work.

Brother, it’s really hard.

There was a pencil and a piece of drawing paper on the coffee table in front of her. The drawing paper was covered by an ashtray. She was drawing yesterday and was snatched away by her brother.

My brother probably picked it up too.

A few more fragments of last night flashed through Yin Shuiling's mind. Her delicate and bright face turned red a little bit, her chest still hurt a little, and his residual rough and warm touch was still imprinted on her skin.

The school uniform skirt she wore yesterday, when he lifted it from the back, she was left with a cute little cartoon cotton kuku.

Yin Shuiling was still angry. He did that to her last night. He didn't say anything to her this morning, so he just left like that...

Although the embarrassment was avoided, didn't he have anything to say to her?

Was it because he was drunk and forgot all about it as soon as he woke up?

She hadn't...been...touched by anyone, and he was the first.

How could he forget?

Feeling sorry for him and troubled by his irresponsible behavior, Yin Shuiling swung her thin, white breasts in the air, pursed her pink lips and said "hum", she knelt on the carpet, Pick up a pencil and draw on this drawing paper.

The aunt made breakfast and came out of the kitchen, "Miss Yin, why do you still kneel down in autumn? My husband will scold you again when he sees it. Get up quickly."

The aunt came over. When she saw the little man on the drawing paper clearly, she burst into laughter and said, "Miss Yin, is this Mr. Yin?"

The man on the drawing paper was handsome, who else could it be except Yin Muchen, but the girl got really angry and drew him as a cartoon character, which was a bit funny.

"Yes, that's him!" Yin Shuiling put away the pen with satisfaction, holding the drawing paper in her white jade little hand, she winked playfully, "Auntie, please help me install a photo frame and put it in... the living room. "

She wanted her brother to see her as soon as she walked in and know that she was angry!

The aunt looked at the girl's delicate pink face and nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

…

Global Finance.

Yin Muchen was sitting on the office chair. He lowered his eyes and flipped through the documents in his hand. At this time, there was a "ding", and a text message came.

He clicked on it and saw that his aunt had sent it.

A cartoon sketch of him.

Yin Muchen glanced at it twice and then returned his gaze to the document, but the corners of his sexy mouth were already raised.

He could imagine the girl's mood at this moment.

Thinking of last night, he rolled his Adam's apple, raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, and continued working.

Then the intercom at the table rang, and he picked up.

"Boss," Hu Ya's voice came, "I just got news that Miss Yilin will come to T City to see you next Friday."

Yin Muchen pursed his thin lips without revealing his emotions. He said in a low voice, "I know, book a hotel for her."

"Yes, boss."

…

Friday night.

The aunt was preparing dinner in the kitchen, when the doorbell rang. She ran to open the door, and there was a woman outside the door.

The woman wore a black windbreaker and a pair of crystal high heels. She wore wide sunglasses on her face, making it difficult to see her true face. There was a small suitcase behind her.

"Miss, who are you?"

"Yilin, auntie, just call me Miss Yilin," the woman spoke blunt Mandarin. As she spoke, she took off her sunglasses, carried her suitcase and entered the apartment. She looked around, "Does Muchen live here? I came to find him."

When the aunt saw that she had entered the apartment without permission, she quickly chased her in, "Yi...Miss Yilin, my husband didn't inform me that there are guests at home today, I..."

Yilin took off her black windbreaker. Underneath she was wearing a V-neck short skirt with a big red skirt. With a smile on her face, she moved her wavy hair away from her cheeks and winked at her aunt, "That aunt Call your husband, he will be greatly surprised when he knows I come."

The aunt blushed. This was the first time she had seen a real mixed-race child. The woman in front of her had an extremely beautiful and eye-catching delicate little face. Her Chinese-American mixed race gave her a pair of black and white cat eyes. When you look at you, those eyes look like you have a The kitten's claws are scratching your heart and making you itchy all over.

She is 1.75 meters tall, has a waist and a beautiful butt, and has a stunning figure. Unlike Chinese women, she walks with grace and style in every step, and has an open foreign atmosphere. When she talks to her aunt, she winks, which makes her so young. Auntie was so amused that she lost consciousness.

The aunt quickly turned around and dialed the number. The husband never brought women home, but the aunt knew that it was impossible for him to live without a woman at his age.

The husband is handsome and handsome, and there will never be anyone more handsome than him. The aunt thought to herself that only Miss Yilin in front of her can compete with him.

The call was quickly connected, "Hello..." came the low-alcohol magnetic voice on the other end.

"Hello, sir, there is a guest at home today, named Miss Yilin."

There was silence for a few seconds, "I'm driving now and I'll be home soon."

…

With Yin Muchen's instructions, the aunt made up her mind. She smiled politely and said, "Miss Yilin, what do you want to drink? I'll make tea for you."

"No need," Yilin didn't regard herself as an outsider at all. She looked around and said, "I don't like Chinese tea too much. Auntie, you go and do your work."

Yilin narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Okay." Auntie walked into the kitchen.

Yilin was looking at it boredly. This apartment looked good, but it was still far from her living environment in the United States. In fact, she didn't mind these material conditions too much. She turned away and her attention was immediately drawn to the coffee table. Attracted by a hanging photo frame.

It's a cartoon drawn by Yin Shuiling.

Yilin bent down and took the photo frame into her palm. Her white index finger gently touched the eyebrows of the person in the photo frame. She nodded, yes, that's interesting.

At this time, the apartment door opened and Yin Muchen came back.

Yilin looked up and saw that the man was still the same as she remembered, tall, handsome, and handsome. She stood there and looked at the man with raised eyebrows.

Wait for him to speak.

Yin Muchen changed his shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room. He threw the car key in his hand on the coffee table. The key made a crisp sound when it hit the coffee table.

He raised his hands to untie his black suit and threw it on the sofa. He casually pulled the tie around his neck and loosened two buttons of his white shirt. He squinted at Yilin and said, "I asked Secretary Hu to pick up the plane. Your flight is early." Don’t want to make a phone call?”

Yilin raised the photo frame in her hand and said with a smile, "If I am picked up by Secretary Hu, you will definitely send me to the hotel. How can I make a surprise inspection? You see, there is something wrong with my inspection. This painting... who Painted? Yin Muchen, do you dare to raise a woman behind my back?"

Yin Muchen glanced at the photo frame, wiped his trouser pocket with one hand, stretched out his right hand, "Give it to me."

Yilin held her tongue and said, "What, Yin Muchen, you really care for women! If you want it, you can get it yourself."

She ran away.

When she ran to the floor-to-ceiling window, a strong arm was clasped around her soft waist, and a low-alcohol magnetic voice said, "Are you still making trouble?"

A sweet smile appeared on Yilin's lips, and she raised her hand to prevent him from touching the photo frame, "I will make trouble!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her body was twisted by a few strong fingers, her shoulders were pushed, she took a few steps back, and her whole back hit the cold glass window.

With a "pop", the man pressed over. Without their bodies touching, he raised his right hand and put it on the wall, trapping her in his chest.

Yilin's face was flushed, almost drunk, and she didn't feel the pain. She was already fascinated by his evil and ruthless manly strength. Her pair of cat eyes looked at him half seductively and half angrily, "Why are you still so rude?" ?”

Yin Muchen lowered his eyes to look at her, raised the corners of his mouth lazily and playfully, and said in a low voice, "Don't you like it?"

To die!

Yilin's right hand holding the photo frame was hidden behind her back, and her left hand slowly hugged his neck. She bit her lip, showing off her charm, "Have you missed me these days since you've been back?"

The aunt in the kitchen was about to come out, but at a glance she saw the scene by the floor-to-ceiling window. A tall and straight man held a slim and slim woman in his arms. The woman slowly stretched out her right leg and rubbed the man's trousers from bottom to top.

The hot red hip skirt can't cover anything, and those legs are so beautiful, as white as if they were coated with a layer of cream.

The aunt blushed and quickly turned around and got into the kitchen.

Yin Muchen stood still and did not answer. He lowered his voice and came to the woman's ear and said two words, "Give it to me."

Yilin was annoyed and punched his handsome shoulder with her fist, "How long has it been since I last touched a woman? Where is the love you promised? I flew to T City to find you, and you asked Secretary Hu to pick me up? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? You just want this photo frame, it’s so important to you? OK, I want it, kiss me.”

As she spoke, Yilin poked her sexy little face and said, "If I don't embarrass you, I'll just give you a kiss on the cheek."

Yin Muchen raised his eyebrows, "You really want to kiss me?"

"Yes." Yilin nodded.

So Yin Muchen lowered his head.