Chapter 667 He Is About to Lose Her

Yin Shuiling clenched her fists tightly and refused to let him succeed. At this time, Yue Wanqing looked at the young men in the distance and whispered to her with a smile, "Shuiling, if you like any of these people, my aunt will give it to you." Become a matchmaker, my Shuiling is so beautiful, whoever marries you will be lucky."

Yin Shuiling lowered her body, fearing that Yue Wanqing would see her restrained little hands. Her snow-white earlobes were red from the humiliation.

She doesn't speak.

"Auntie," Yin Muchen said, smiling carelessly, "Whoever marries Shuiling is indeed lucky, because I will give him a cuckold as a gift."

"What?" Yue Wanqing didn't hear clearly.

At this time, Yin Shuiling withdrew her little hand forcefully, and she suddenly stood up, "Auntie, I'm going to the bathroom."

She turned and left.

"I'll go with you." Yue Wanqing was about to get up.

"Aunt, let me go take a look. Tonight is Mr. Lu's wedding. You can't leave." Yin Muchen straightened his clothes and walked away neatly.

…

Yin Shuiling raised her steps and wanted to go up the stairs. At this time, her slender wrist was clasped by a big palm. The man used some force and she was dragged away.

"Brother, what are you doing? Let go, you're hurting me." Yin Shuiling stumbled and followed his footsteps.

The man didn't even look back and said in a deep voice, "Follow me home."

"No, I want to stay here with Qingqing..."

"Tonight is Ning Qing and Mr. Lu's bridal chamber, what are you doing here?"

Yin Shuiling was speechless for a moment. He always thought about those things and always made her speechless. There was a bit of a communication barrier between the two.

Yin Muchen stuffed her into the passenger seat, then got into the driver's seat, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away.

Neither of them spoke in the carriage.

Yin Muchen glanced sideways at her little face and said, "What did that man talk to you about at the banquet just now? I see you are quite happy."

Yin Shuiling looked at the beautiful night view of the city by the window and whispered, "We didn't talk about anything, and I wasn't happy either. You are hallucinating."

Hallucination?

Is it?

The corners of Yin Muchen's lips curved slightly, "Aunt Ning wants to introduce you to a marriage partner? What do you think, huh?"

"No, Auntie is just enthusiastic..."

"It's just enthusiasm? Don't you refuse other people's enthusiasm? You are a man. Who is your man, and you don't say it? Why do you let Aunt Ning misunderstand her like this?"

Yin Shuiling's face was a little pale, and his words were hard to hear.

Who is her man?

Her man is the fiancé of another woman, what should she say?

He is always so confident.

Yin Shuiling's silence completely angered Yin Muchen. He stretched out his right hand and pinched her small chin. He forced her to look at him, "Yin Shuiling, you're doing well. I'll let you play outside for a few days and you'll really play." Crazy, that man just stared at you and wanted to eat you. Aunt Ning has a lot of high-quality men to introduce to you, where did you put me? "

Yin Shuiling felt pain, so she stretched out her little hand to push him.

This push made Yin Muchen sneer, "If I don't come to pick you up tonight, are you going to live in Mr. Lu's villa with Ning Qing? Yin Shuiling, it's not new for your best friend to hook up with her husband. You Do you also want to play this trick on Ning Qing? "

Yin Shuiling's pupils shrank, and she looked at him in disbelief like a frightened little rabbit, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Why is his thinking so messed up?

Looking at her clear and innocent big eyes, Yin Muchen calmed down his anger. He released her jaw, pursed his lips and said, "Sit quietly for me, don't mess with me, I'm very angry now!"

He was really angry. Just the thought of her leaving him and having so many men around him made him feel bad.

Yin Shuiling really sat quietly. She didn't speak. She didn't want to speak at all.

…

The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Imperial Villa, and Yin Shuiling was dragged into the living room by his wrist. He threw the car keys on the coffee table, then bent down and picked her up, carrying her upstairs.

He kicked open the door and threw her into the soft bed. Yin Shuiling was afraid, and she held the sheets in her hands to get up.

Yin Muchen raised his head and unbuttoned his shirt and pressed it up. His low and hoarse voice in her ear evoked countless ambiguities, "Where are you going?"

Yin Shuiling pushed him with her two small hands, "Brother, no, I don't feel well..."

Yin Muchen clasped her little hand with two fingers in displeasure, then turned her over. He pulled off the tie around her neck and tied her hands to the bedside, "Are you addicted? Just now at the table If you don’t want to go to bed, then you won’t even want to do it in bed? There is a limit to my patience.”

Yin Shuiling's face turned pale. She didn't like the position of being tied up and kneeling at all. "Brother, please, I really don't want to... you are forcing me, please don't do this..."

"Shui Ling, be good..." Yin Muchen covered her body and smelled the intoxicating fragrance, "Brother misses you, brother really misses you... Give it to brother..."

…

It took two or three hours for Yin Muchen to be satisfied. He took the woman to take a shower. After the two of them took a shower, they lay on the bed. He held her tightly in his arms. The man was like this. His body was satisfied and his mouth softened, " Shuiling, don't be angry, you have been gone for a long time, my brother misses you every night...I can't think of you anymore..."

He closed his eyes and kissed her mouth.

After he was done, he liked to hold her, talk, and then kiss her. He felt that this state was the most intimate.

Yin Shuiling lay quietly in his arms without speaking.

"Shuiling, I didn't mean to say those words. I just couldn't control myself... I don't like you to have a man around you, and I don't like you to leave me. I'm jealous..."

Yin Shuiling moved and slept with her back to him.

Yin Muchen knew she was still angry, so he hugged her tightly from behind. He felt satisfied with the softness in his arms and didn't want to let go for the rest of his life. "Shuiling, close your eyes and go to sleep. Good night."

...

In the early hours of the morning, Yin Muchen opened his sleepy eyes. He reached out to touch the woman beside him, but his palm was empty. There was no one around him.

Yin Muchen sat up from the bed. With a "pop", he turned on the wall lamp on the wall, and the bright light poured out. "Shuiling!"

He got out of bed to find the woman, but he saw her at a glance.

Yin Shuiling didn't leave. Now she was hiding in a corner of the wall. She sat on the floor with her legs curled up and her head buried in her knees.

She was wearing a white dress, and her knees were red, and she huddled in a small ball, like a wounded deer.

Yin Muchen was shocked, and then quickly got out of bed, "Shui Ling..." He reached out to hug her.

The moment he touched her, he felt her body was cold. He wanted to hug her, but she trembled, and then shrank deeper into the corner.

"Shui Ling," Yin Muchen's eyes were about to burst into tears, and he coaxed her softly, "Shui Ling, be good, don't get angry with your brother, it's winter now, you will catch a cold, brother will carry you to bed."

No matter how unwilling she was, he still carried her to bed, and he held her with his arms and legs to warm her body, "Shui Ling, I'm sorry, it's your brother's fault... Don't scare your brother like this..."

Yin Shui Ling didn't say anything, she turned around.

Yin Muchen frowned, and in such an early morning, a sense of loneliness and emptiness spread in his heart. He had a feeling that he was about to lose her.

He didn't dare to sleep, for he was afraid that she would disappear again when he woke up. He held her in his arms. Although their bodies were pressed tightly together, their hearts were already far apart.

…

Yin Muchen got up in the morning, and he went downstairs to ask his aunt to make porridge for her.

When he entered the room again, the woman on the bed had woken up. She sat on the big windowsill of the room with her knees hugged. The window was open a crack, and the cold wind outside blew her hair and her dress away. She slowly stretched out a small hand and reached out of the window...

Yin Muchen was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his foot over, "Shuiling, aren't you cold?" He stretched out his hand to close the window.

Yin Shuiling retracted her small hand, she looked up at the blue sky and day outside the window, and then whispered, "Brother, I seem to be sick."

"What's wrong? Do you have a fever?" He touched her forehead.

Yin Shuiling turned her head to avoid him, and then looked at him quietly, "Brother, I want to go out, can you let me go?"

There was something similar to sadness flowing in her eyes, and Yin Muchen felt so painful when he saw it, as if a sharp knife was twisting in his heart. He spoke, and there was a tremor in his low voice, "Shuiling, where do you want to go?"

"I don't know..." Yin Shuiling shook her head, "Maybe France, Pudding sent me a message these days, she asked me to go to France for further studies, I think this opportunity is also good, comics have always been my favorite, I feel that I have a lot of potential that has not been brought into play... Also, I like dancing, I also like playing the piano, I want to try all the delicacies in the world, and then make them one by one by myself, I think I can do all these, I can become a great person..."

"Brother, the world is so big, I suddenly want to go out and take a look... I feel that I have been living like a frog in a well all these years... I am 23 years old, but I haven't been able to open my eyes to see the prosperity of this world... I haven't had time to experience and squander my youth, it seems that I have died..."

Listening to her saying these words in such a plain and quiet tone, Yin Muchen felt empty in his heart, completely empty.

She was leaving him.

What should he do?

What could he do?

Yin Muchen raised his eyelids, then turned around and walked out of the room. With a "bang", he slammed the door loudly, and said to the aunt downstairs, "Watch her, from now on, she is not allowed to go out even a step!"

Yin Shuiling listened to his voice, she gently closed her long eyelashes, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

...

In the bar.

Yin Muchen sat at the bar and drank. There were many bottles of wine in front of him. He poured them into his mouth desperately.

His eardrums were filled with the heavy metal DJ in the bar. He emptied himself and didn't think about that little face or recall what she said. Only then could he breathe.

At this time, there were several men chatting at the bar behind him. One of them said, "Hey, Lei Da, I see you haven't had a girlfriend for a long time. Why are you still thinking about your ex-girlfriend Yao Xiaozhu?"