Chapter 537 A Sweet Moment that Ended Just as It Began (3)

Suddenly being kissed, Yin Shuiling froze in place, her nose filled with the healthy and pleasant smell of the man, her legs went weak.

Then she heard the man ask in a low voice, "Which room do you want me to go to to look at the report, huh?"

No matter how ignorant Yin Shuiling was, her face flushed when she heard this. Her white jade-like hand pushed him away, and she turned around and ran away, covering her face.

Yin Muchen stood up and looked at her back. She was wearing a long-sleeved white bubble skirt, which was loose, but it couldn't hide her increasingly slender figure. The skirt reached below her knees, and on her snow-white and delicate ankles was a diamond anklet she bought today. When she ran, the white skirt fluttered, and he didn't know whether it was the person or the diamond that was shaking his eyes.

Yin Muchen rolled his Adam's apple, then pulled his long legs forward.

After entering the bedroom, Yin Shuiling threw herself on her big bed and lay down. She pulled the quilt over her hot little face.

She didn't close the door. When going to bed at night, men are usually pleased by this subtle action. He stood tall and straight beside the bed, holding the report in his right hand and supporting the bed, and used his left hand to lift the quilt covering her face, "Shui Ling, why do you still like to keep your head down? Can you breathe?"

The girl's delicate little face was exposed, but her long eyelashes were tightly covered on her beautiful eyelids, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Yin Muchen laughed softly, "Heh", he was really amused by her. He had touched many women. He didn't like to play with young ones, but he also heard from people around him that girls nowadays are open-minded, and high school girls can do as much for men as those college students.

Why is the girl hidden in his house so young and so immature?

But she is clean.

So clean that he is the only man.

What he is plundering from her now is her original beauty.

"Shui Ling, if you don't open your eyes, I will leave?" He threatened her with a smile.

Sure enough, the girl was frightened and opened her eyes in panic.

"Brother, don't go."

Her natural phoenix eyes can bewitch souls, but unfortunately, she is too young, and the soft charm on her body has not yet developed, but her pupils are clearly black and white, and she looks at him with an incomparable pure aura.

Yin Muchen also stared at her steadily, his voice hoarse, he touched her little face, and asked tentatively, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa?"

Yin Shuiling shook her head quickly, "No, brother..."

...sleep with her.

Just like they used to.

Yin Muchen paused for two seconds, then lifted the quilt and got on the bed.

He really leaned against the head of the bed to read the report in his hand. At first, Yin Shuiling lay quietly beside him, but soon she felt bored.

The white jade little hand circled the man's sturdy waist and abdomen, and her little head climbed directly onto his abdomen.

Yin Muchen held the report in one hand and clasped her little shoulders with the other hand. He lowered his eyes to look at the girl moving like a little insect, and his bright black eyes were full of a doting smile.

Yin Shuiling felt uncomfortable. Her soft little face was hard and prickly on the man's abdomen, like a copper wall. She was curious and turned over in his arms. Her little hand touched the man's abdominal muscles through the thin shirt. She counted them. Six.

Really six abdominal muscles.

Those long-legged Oppas in Korean dramas like to show off their six abdominal muscles.

Yin Shuiling smiled secretly. This feeling was both satisfying and sweet.

At this time, her little head was touched, and the man's soft and hoarse whisper sounded above her head. The lingering love could not be hidden, "You are so young, and you know how to be lustful?"

Yin Shuiling blushed and pouted her pink lips to deny, "Brother, you are talking nonsense, I didn't."

"Really?" Yin Muchen threw the report in his hand casually, he turned over, pressed the girl in his arms under him, and reached out to her with two big hands to tickle her, "You dare to lie now? Let me teach you a lesson!"

"Ah...Brother, don't..." Yin Shuiling screamed and hid. The two of them made a mess on the bed, and the girl giggled like a happy little rabbit.

The sheets and quilts on the bed were twisted into a ball. She crawled to the bed with her hands and feet, "Brother, don't bully me..." She blushed and wanted to hide. At this time, her right ankle with a foot chain was grabbed by a big hand of the man. She screamed, "Ah", and she was turned over.

Yin Muchen knelt on the bed, held up her right ankle with his big hand and took a closer look. He said, "Why is there a light pink scar here? Where did you fall?"

He found it when he put the anklet on her in the jewelry store, but he didn't ask outside.

Yin Shuiling was forced to sit on the bed, and he held her ankle. Her soft body fell backwards. She quickly stretched out her two small hands to support herself. "Once I fell down the stairs and bumped my forehead and ankle. Later, my forehead healed, but my ankle was left with a scar."

Yin Muchen frowned, "You fell down the stairs before? How old are you? You can't walk on the road, and you still fall down the stairs?" There was heartache in his reproachful voice.

"No..." Yin Shuiling shook her head, "I can walk, but that time, my brother refused to come back from the United States. Everyone said that you played with many beautiful sisters and didn't want me anymore. I cried and then fell down the stairs."

Yin Muchen paused and was silent for a few seconds, "Shuiling, are you so afraid that I won't want you?"

"Yes, I'm afraid that my brother won't want me." Yin Shuiling asked, "Brother, will you not want me in the future?"

Yin Muchen shook her head, "No, never."

He kissed the pink scar on her ankle.

Yin Shuiling was so scared by his kiss that she retracted her little feet, but she couldn't retract them. The man held them, and even his thin lips lingered from her ankles to the soles of her feet.

"Brother, don't kiss." Her little face was so bright that blood was about to drip out, and her little feet moved violently, not wanting him to kiss her.

In the eyes of a mature man, he can kiss anywhere, as long as he thinks it's beautiful, but the little girl can't, and she is about to break her shame bottom line.

Yin Muchen knew that the girl couldn't bear it, so he didn't force her and let her go, "You can't kiss here, then you can kiss somewhere else."

He threw himself on her with his long arms and legs.

Yin Shuiling was originally sitting on the bed, and the man's warm and broad chest pounced on her, and her slender back was directly pressed into the soft bed, "Brother, um..."

Her pink lips were blocked.

Yin Shuiling stretched out her little hand and pressed it against his chest. Only then did she realize that her soft palm was against his heart, and the strong pulsation there made her palm numb.

The girl had always been soft and soft, and suddenly she was soft all over when she touched such a man's power.

She opened her eyes and looked at the crystal chandelier above her head, and her little mouth was opened, and something warm and slippery was fed in, twisting her constantly.

"Shuiling, close your eyes." The man spoke vaguely in the gap between kissing her.

Yin Shuiling was about to close her eyes, but the man reached out a hand to pick up the quilt, and directly covered the two people's bodies and heads. Yin Shuiling's vision was black.

"Brother... we slept in the wrong place, we slept sideways..."

Yin Muchen knew because his legs were stretched out.

The girl's bed was not wide, because she didn't like it. She liked small and delicate things, especially the princess bed couldn't be too wide.

In the dark, Yin Muchen held her hot little face and kissed her earlobe. He spoke in a rough voice, a little impatient, "Be good, don't say anything to spoil the fun at this time... If you like, I will carry you to my room now, sleep on my bed, and it doesn't matter how we roll..."

Her thoughts were not in sync with his. The girl lived a strict and regular life. At this time, she felt uncomfortable sleeping when he pressed her down and kissed her, because she slept sideways.

Yin Shuiling felt itchy. She didn't like being kissed on the ears, so she struggled a little at this time and called him timidly, "Brother..."

Yin Muchen kissed her pink neck down, and a big hand came to the hem of her skirt that fell on her legs...

"Brother!"

Yin Muchen grabbed her resisting little hand and coaxed her, "Shuiling, don't move, huh? I accompanied you to go shopping for a whole day today and bought you so many things. Now, shouldn't I get some compensation from you?"

...

The girl's bed was about two meters wide, all pink, pink lace sheets, pink embroidered sheets, and the empty space above the bed was a round hollowed-out pale rosewood, with white sand curtains inlaid with gold hanging down. It was really a princess bed, fragrant, soft and warm.

At this moment, no one could be seen on the bed, and the stacked group was covered in quilts. In the quiet bedroom, there were rustling sounds and some blushing voices.

The girl's pair of jade feet stretched to the end of the bed. Her ten nails were pink and plump, healthy and lovely like shells. On her snow-white ankles, she wore a diamond anklet bought by the man, which was bright and dazzling.

No wonder the man couldn't help but want to kiss her.

The girl was so exquisite, perfect from head to toe. Although she was young, her soft body was naturally charming, a beauty of her generation.

Now all the ten little toes curled up, as if in pain. The man's long foot split between her two feet and wrapped her feet forcefully.

The man was purposeful. He always asked for some compensation in bed after spending a day with her. There were reports thrown on the carpet under the bed. He rarely had such a romantic time.

Half an hour later, the quilt was lifted, and the man's two big hands were propped on the bed sheet, looking at the girl under him in the air.

The girl didn't cry, and probably forgot to cry. Her pink cheeks were already red, like a high-quality rouge. Her big eyes were wet, and she looked at the man blankly.

Yin Muchen's white shirt was loosened, revealing his whole solid chest. His chest was panting, and there was blood in the corners of his eyes.

The quilt was filled with entangled heat and the sweet smell of the girl. He frowned and licked the water on his lips with his tongue. In the seven years in the United States, he never knew that a woman's taste was like this.

The so-called gentle land and ecstasy cave are probably like this.

"Close your eyes." He raised his right hand and covered the girl's big eyes.

He would feel ashamed if he couldn't look at her eyes at this moment.

She didn't know anything yet. At such a young age, still in the first year of high school, he forced himself on her bed and had sex with her...

Yin Shuiling's two small hands holding the bed sheet slowly loosened, her long eyelashes like dense combs trembled, and she closed her eyes obediently.

Finally found her breath.

Yin Muchen touched her bangs on her forehead with a big hand, and slowly leaned over to her pink neck. Her lips were so swollen that he couldn't kiss her anymore, otherwise she might not be able to go to school tomorrow.

He pressed her down, kissing her delicate skin with his Adam's apple rolling. His voice was completely hoarse, but he still had the sensuality of love in his heart. "Shui Ling, from now on... I will support you... ok?"