Chapter 549 It Wasn't Her Last Night

After all, Miss Yin has not been here for the past seven days, and Mr. Yin either came back very late or slept in the company.

Auntie feels sorry for her husband. In fact, in this society, it is not uncommon for men to be ten years older than women. However, these ages are 25 and 15, a vigorous, youthful man and a little girl who doesn’t understand anything. .

It can only be said that Mr. Yin and Miss Yin met at the wrong time.

Auntie sighed and walked into the kitchen.

While standing by the sink, Auntie noticed that the chopping board had been removed from the wall. She wondered, who had moved her chopping board?

Auntie couldn't find the answer. Maybe she was forgetful. She forgot to hang the chopping board on the wall last night.

Auntie put the chopping board back to its original place.

After looking at the refrigerator, there were not many things in the refrigerator. Auntie walked out of the apartment and went to the supermarket to buy things.

…

In the bedroom, when the morning sunlight filtered through the layers of gauze curtains and shone on the man's eyes, Yin Muchen slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the luxurious curved roof design above his head, Yin Muchen knew that this was a girl's room.

His mind was a little dizzy, probably because he was drunk last night. He frowned and raised his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows. Last night...

He sat up.

The moment he sat up, he realized that there was someone pressing on his left arm. Yin Muchen looked sideways and saw a girl lying next to him.

Yin Muchen took a look and had a rough impression that Shuiling's roommate was Yao Shizhu.

The girl had no clothes on her body, and it was fair to say that she had a beautiful body, which was much better developed than Shuiling's. At this moment, her fair skin was covered with hickeys.

He lifted the quilt with his right hand and took a look at himself. He had no clothes on him. He knew his own body. He just passed it last night.

All the men's and women's clothes were thrown away under the bed, and the books on the small desk were scattered all over the floor. One of the books was pressed into folds, with dots of plum red on it.

Yin Muchen knew what it was.

A woman's first time.

There was a very turbid smell in the room. The small desk, sofa, and the bed he was lying on were all messy.

last night…

Yin Muchen frowned and recalled, but everything went blank, he couldn't remember anything.

At this time, there was a "嘤咛" sound, and Yao Xiaozhu woke up.

In fact, Yao Xiaozhu woke up very early. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, waiting for the man to wake up first. The first time she opened her eyes, she looked at the man.

Even when she took off her clothes and slept next to him last night, she had copied this man's face countless times, and she was still fascinated by him at this moment.

He lowered his head and frowned, seeming to be reminiscing seriously. His handsome wavy hair was somewhat messy and covered his eyelids. His nose was as high as a mountain peak, his sexy pink lips were thin, and his facial features were clearly defined. It is the most meticulous carving by the craftsman.

This is the legendary Yin Muchen, the Yin Muchen who has fascinated the entire T city socialite circle, a mythical existence.

At this moment, she was sleeping next to him!

Yao Xiaozhu sat up. She pulled the sheets to cover her beauty, and said, "Young Master Yin..."

Hearing this sweet voice, Yin Muchen opened his dark eyes. He looked sideways at Yao Xiaozhu, and briefly glanced at the girl's young and beautiful face. The man said, "How did you get in?"

Last night, Yao Xiaozhu imagined all the expressions on this man's face after he woke up, including shock, anger, doubt...all kinds of expressions. She just never thought that this man would be so calm.

He looked at her calmly, without any fluctuation in his eyes, but his eyes were so deep and sharp, staring at her sharply, trying to see through her at a glance.

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

Yao Xiaozhu was already trembling in her heart, but she maintained her composure on the surface and faced the man's eyes bravely. She blushed and said in shame and panic, "I came to see Shuiling last night and saw that the apartment door was not closed. I'm leaving." When I came in, I saw...you were drunk, lying on the sofa in the living room...I, I helped you upstairs, you pushed the room away, and then...then you..."

Yao Xiaozhu glanced at Yin Muchen shyly. The man didn't look at her. He looked forward, raised the corners of his mouth, and sneered.

This laughter was contemptuous and ridiculing.

He didn't know whether to laugh at himself or at her.

Yao Xiaozhu was even more panicked.

At this time, Yin Muchen looked at him again. His voice was low and hoarse, and magnetic and melodious. "That's it? Fuck you? I'm very curious. If I want to have sex with you, just let me have sex with you. Is that like anything else in the world?" A man can do it? Oh, it’s so casual. Is that blood real? Don’t go to the hospital to get it done.”

The man said this very frivolously.

Yao Xiaozhu followed his gaze and glanced at the desk. There were specks of blood on the book. A man like him knew a lot and could tell at a glance.

Yao Xiaozhu couldn't stand his frivolous and romantic gaze. The 25-year-old man had experienced love and matured thoroughly. A straightforward statement or a raised eyebrow was unbearable for women.

Even now his eyes are cold.

Yao Xiaozhu's heartbeat quickened, "Young Master Yin, I'm clean. Last night was my... first time... I'm not just any girl, I just... admire you. I've seen you several times in school, and every time I... You were secretly watching you from behind... I like you... You did that to me last night, and I was... willing... So, I don't want you to be responsible..."

"Responsible?" Yin Muchen interrupted the girl. He seemed to have heard some big joke. He came over with his left hand and pinched her cheeks with two fingers. "Tsk, tsk", he looked at her carefully. There was a smile on his face, but his words were extremely mean and ruthless, "How can you be responsible? Look at your face, it's not too pretty. Your figure is average at most. There are so many women who want to sleep with me. You Who do you think you are? How many times did you do it last night? It must have made you feel happy, right?"

Yao Xiaozhu's blushing face quickly turned pale. It turned out that the rumors were true. This man would really trample on the bones of irrelevant people.

The man's two fingers clasping her cheeks relaxed and tightened, causing her whole body to tremble in pain.

"Who allowed you to come in last night and break into a private house, huh? You like me and want to sleep with me, so you took off your clothes while I was drunk? You didn't leave last night and slept next to me until dawn, didn't you just want to wait? I'm awake? Now that I'm awake, you tell me that you don't want me to be responsible, are you kidding me?"

"Tell me, what do you want? Oh, I definitely don't want money, because...you want more money. Want to date me, want to sleep with me for a second time? What the hell, you haven't woken up from a dream! "

Yin Muchen relaxed her face.

Yao Xiaozhu was trembling. She felt cold, and the fantasies about men in her heart disappeared without a trace. She hugged herself tightly with the quilt in fear.

She watched the man lift the quilt and get out of bed. With her here, he was calm even if he had no clothes on. He got down with his long legs, turned his back to her, picked up the trousers on the floor with two fingers, and slowly put them on.

He was fastening his belt, and his voice was cold and without any warmth. "What are you still doing? Do you want me to ask two men to take responsibility for you? You want to take advantage of me, but you hit the wrong person. I am rich, and I am responsible for everyone." The women I slept with were generous, but this didn’t include being drunk. Get out of here before I change my mind.”

The last sentence was spoken word by word by the man.

Yao Xiaozhu didn't dare to speak. She hurriedly got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the carpet, put them on randomly, and then escaped in embarrassment.

…

When the room returned to silence, Yin Muchen's tall and straight body stood beside the bed. He was not interested in getting dressed, and his handsome eyebrows faded. He went to take out a cigarette from his trouser pocket with no upper body.

He took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter.

But the action of lighting the cigarette suddenly froze at that moment. He looked around the room in a daze and smelled it with his nose. He smelled the fragrance of the girl.

girl's.

Yin Shuiling's.

Suddenly a picture popped into my mind. In the kitchen, a girl in white stood on tiptoes to reach the chopping board hanging on the wall. The chopping board was placed on the sink...

The cigarette in his hand fell on the carpet, and Yin Muchen stretched out his long legs and walked out.

He walked in a hurry, the emotions surging in his heart were written on his face. When he went down the stairs, his knee accidentally hit the stair railing, but he didn't care.

He hurried into the kitchen, feeling like he couldn't breathe. He looked around and saw that there was a chopping board on the countertop. The chopping board was hanging on the wall.

Not moving at all.

Yin Muchen paused for a few seconds, and all the ridicule and despair in his dark eyes were gone. What was he thinking? He actually thought...it was her last night...

How could it be her?

She now avoids him like a snake and a scorpion, and she refuses even if he touches her hand.

Yin Muchen laughed "haha" twice, went upstairs and returned to the room.

He walked to the desk, reached out and touched the book with specks of blood on it, and took a look. It was a collection of Xi Murong's essays.

If it rains after rain

If sadness is still sadness...

Yin Muchen smiled after taking one look at it. Such childish things could only attract that simple girl.

He had smelled her fragrance in the room just now, but if he smelled it again now, it was all his imagination.

What is he hoping for?

Yin Muchen's fingers touched the dried blood. For some reason, he felt his scalp numb, and an electric current ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

The man's thick brush-like eyelashes trembled for a moment and then closed tightly. He raised his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and his blood boiled and rushed into his brain. This fatal feeling was almost unbearable for him.

Last night...that was roughly how I felt.

He had a woman very early, the first one was An Mengwen. The first time he came into contact with this kind of thing was probably when he was 18 years old. Several male classmates made a few movies and watched them. At that time, he was young and impulsive and thought about it. Just knock down a random woman on the street and have a taste of it.

But when he actually met An Mengwen, he realized that it was nothing more than that. The body's needs and back and forth were just venting, no different from animals.

My heart is empty and cannot be filled.

Over the years, no matter how many people I met, I never seemed satisfied.

He had tasted it, but he didn't know what it really felt like.

last night…

Yin Muchen closed his eyes. The feeling last night seemed so good that he would have a strong reaction if he even thought about it.

Last night was probably... an ecstasy that made him die happily.

girl…

He knew the dark side of his heart. She had her period half a year ago and foolishly asked him to wipe it. He saw it and has been thinking about it ever since.

I have also thought about it, often thought about it, that one day, he pressed her under him, and he split her open like a budding flower.

What would it feel like?

Yin Muchen opened his eyes suddenly and put his right hand on the table to catch his breath. Just thinking about it like this made the corners of his eyes red, but no matter what he thought, it wasn't her last night!