Chapter 567 I Want to Take Her Away. Has Her Hair Grown Back Yet?

"Won't I let you get what you want if I burn him to death? If I die, you don't have to worry anymore and just torture my father to death. Heh, who wants you to be hypocritical now?"

This "fake" sound was like a needle piercing Yin Muchen's eardrum. Yin Muchen's handsome face was ashen, gloomy and cold.

He wanted to lose his temper.

But before she could say anything, she made a sound of "vomit" and the girl bent over and vomited, covering her chest.

She vomited out the porridge she had just eaten, and she kept retching.

Yin Muchen's pupils shrank, he held the bowl in one hand and patted her back with the other. He looked at his aunt and said, "Call the doctor."

"Yes." Auntie ran out in a hurry.

Yin Muchen put down the bowl, then picked up the water glass on the bed table to rinse the girl's mouth, but without touching her, the girl pushed him away. She stared at him coldly like a hedgehog with its spines spread, "Go away. I don’t want you to touch it!”

Yin Muchen endured his temper and coaxed her in a low voice, "Shui Ling, don't make trouble with me, okay? You haven't eaten for a few days. Can your body bear it if you continue like this?"

"I don't want you to worry about it! I want to ask you something right now. Please go away and let me stay quietly for a while. I don't want to see you, I really don't want to see you."

Seeing him reminded her of her mother and father...

He was now her enemy, and when she took another look at him, she felt that he was not good.

"Okay, I'll leave, but you finish the porridge first."

Yin Shuiling nodded and compromised. She took the water cup from his hand and rinsed her mouth. Instead of feeding him, she took the small bowl and drank the porridge with a small spoon. She had no appetite, but she ate very hard.

Yin Muchen looked at her quietly. In order to let him go, she tried her best to stuff porridge into her mouth even if she felt uncomfortable.

Her words rang in my ears---Yin Muchen, I will leave you...

Will she really leave him in the future?

Yin Muchen suddenly realized that the girl who had been chasing after him for ten years finally no longer wanted him...

Yin Shuiling handed the empty small bowl to Yin Muchen, "That's enough, you can go..."

Unable to say the next words, Yin Shuiling covered her chest and felt like vomiting again.

She bent down, but a big palm pressed down on Xiaoxiang's shoulder, and she was pushed back to the head of the bed. Her vision went dark, and her little mouth was covered.

Yin Muchen leaned over and kissed her.

The small bowl in Yin Shuiling's hand dropped to the carpet. After two seconds of stasis, she quickly struggled.

Two small white jade hands touched his broad chest. She shook her little head and avoided his thin lips, "Yin Muchen, go away, go away... um..."

While she was opening her mouth, the man came in, curled up her sweet jelly-like tongue and sucked it...

Yin Shuiling didn't close her eyes. She looked at the man in horror. He had his eyes closed, and his two rows of long brush-like eyelashes were hanging down, looking obsessed and emotional.

She was sick and her body was weak and weak, but he was in his prime, his body was like made of iron, and she couldn't push him even half an inch. She hit his handsome shoulders with a small pink fist, and he frowned.

Yin Muchen felt uncomfortable, the desire sleeping in his body was easily aroused by the girl. She hit him for what purpose, but she didn't know that her strength was only enough to scratch his itch.

Bad girl, seduced him again.

He was really itchy.

They fell on the bed together.

Yin Muchen pressed the girl. Her body was really soft. She had been practicing dancing all year round. She could do it easily by standing on her feet and turning, doing a horse move. Her body was boneless and extremely soft.

He loosened her mouth and kissed her face, but her lips were moist and the girl had already burst into tears.

Yin Muchen was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his right arm and looked at her in the air.

Yin Shuiling hid under the quilt and covered her collar with both hands to prevent him from touching her. She cried with despair on her face, "Yin Muchen, what do you want to do, wuwu... didn't you say you treat me as your sister? Then why are you still You want to kiss me...you imprison me and threaten me with my father, do you just want to sleep with me? "

"Do you think it's not enough to harm my family? You want to rape me. You want me to repay with my body..."

"Ugh, Yin Muchen, how could you bully me like this... I don't like you anymore, I hate you, I really hate you so much..."

The sound of "rape" was like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of Yin Muchen's head to the soles of his feet. He stopped his hand and sat on the edge of the bed in despair.

Yeah, what is he doing?

His relationship with her was fruitless, he couldn't give her a status and a future, so did he still want to sleep with her?

Simply sleep with her?

He never thought about it.

When he wanted to sleep with her before, he wanted to wait for her to grow up, then raise her and marry her...

Let her be his little wife, his little wife.

Yin Muchen was silent, and the girl's sad choking could only be heard in the quiet room. Their backs were facing each other, and their hearts could no longer be close.

…

At this time, Auntie's voice came from outside the door, "Hey, who are you? Who allowed you to break in? Who are you looking for..."

"Yin Shuiling, Yin Shuiling..." Fan Sicheng's anxious voice sounded, "Where are you? I'm here to find you. I know you are here, but there are bodyguards watching outside your brother's door. I squatted outside for several nights and finally took advantage of him. The doctor broke in when he came in. If you hear it, just squeak and I will take you away..."

Yin Shuiling stopped crying instantly, and her desperate eyes welled up with joy, "Fan Sicheng? Fan Sicheng!"

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, ran to the door with her bare feet, put her little hand on the doorknob, and opened the door.

Fan Sicheng outside the door was searching from room to room. When he saw the girl coming out, he smiled and quickly stepped forward, "Yin Shuiling..."

Yin Shuiling felt the tip of her nose tingle as she looked at the boy's passionate eyes and said, "Fan Sicheng." She pulled away her thin legs and threw herself into the boy's arms.

The fragrance in his arms was as soft as jade, and Fan Sicheng froze. He had been pursuing Yin Shuiling for the past three years, and he never dared to take a step beyond the realm of possibility. Not long ago, he held her little hand in the hotel.

Now that she was in his arms, he felt his heartbeat speeding up and his blood boiling.

One hand tentatively touched the girl's delicate back, and then patted her gently. He comforted her, "Shui Ling, it's okay. Don't be sad. I will protect you from now on. No one will dare to bully you."

Yin Shuiling grasped Fan Sicheng's sleeve like a life-saving straw. She begged, "Fan Sicheng, please take me away. I don't want to stay here for another second. I feel like I am suffocating."

She was really suffocating, Yin Muchen hurt her so badly...

But when he kissed her just now, she was still infatuated with his broad and warm embrace for a second, and with the charming entanglement of his lips and tongue on hers.

She was so useless, she really hated herself.

At this time, Auntie went upstairs with her bodyguard, "That's him, catch him..."

The aunt's voice stopped suddenly because she saw the girl and the boy hugging each other.

Auntie was shocked. Isn't Miss Yin his husband's... woman?

The aunt looked sideways and saw a black figure walking out of the room. Yin Muchen stared at the pair with dark eyes. He exuded the aura of death.

The doctor also came. Seeing this scene, the doctor stepped forward tremblingly and asked Yin Muchen for instructions, "Mr. Yin..."

Yin Muchen glanced at the bodyguard with a sharp and cold look, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? I paid you money just to see you in a daze?"

"Yes, President..."

The bodyguards stepped forward to stop Fan Sicheng who broke in.

Yin Shuiling stretched out her slim arms to protect Fan Sicheng behind her. She looked at the bodyguard coldly, "None of you can touch him. If you want to touch him, touch me."

Fan Sicheng felt sweet when he saw Yin Shuiling protecting him, but as a man, how could he ask a girl to protect him? This was not allowed by him.

He took a step forward and protected Yin Shuiling behind him. He looked at Yin Muchen and said, "Mr. Yin, I used to respect you as Shuiling's brother, but I heard that you planned everything that happened in the Yin family. You were the one who caused the harm." Shuiling family, how could you be so cruel to Shuiling? Shuiling must be heartbroken now. I don’t want to see you again. I want to take Shuiling away, so don’t stop me.”

"Ha..." Yin Muchen laughed, a laugh forced from his throat. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and slowly stepped forward. His aunt, doctor and bodyguard all retreated behind him. He was calm and elegant like an emperor.

When he came to the two of them, he swept Fan Sicheng from top to bottom with a pair of dark eyes, full of contempt, "You want to take her away? Who do you think you are? Your hair hasn't grown all yet."

"You!" Fan Sicheng's handsome face instantly turned red.

Yin Muchen glanced back. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers today. The fine material was cut like a knife edge, exuding a superior and charming sharpness. He took out his right hand from his trouser pocket and pointed behind him with his finger. Girl, "You know how expensive she is, can you afford her daily expenses? Now that the Yin family has collapsed, how many men want to play with her, can you protect her? 19 years old? Now you can only play basketball to coax her. Little girl, your father earns all the food and clothing, right? You want to take her away, okay, tell me, what do you have?"

The 28-year-old man was immersed in the killings in the shopping mall. His overwhelming aura was not something a 19-year-old boy could bear, especially when every one of his realistic and explicit words was thrown on Fan Sicheng's face, making him ashamed.

"I…"

"That's enough Yin Muchen," Yin Shuiling interrupted him, "Even if Fan Sicheng has nothing, I am willing to go with him, I like him!"

I like him…

Yin Muchen's pupils shrank and his face suddenly stiffened.

Fan Sicheng was overjoyed and turned around, "Shui Ling, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Yin Shuiling felt her vision blur. She didn't even have time to see clearly how Yin Muchen took action. With a "bang", Fan Sicheng had already rolled down the stairs.

"Ah!" She screamed, and Fan Sicheng rolled downstairs on the carpet, his mouth covered with blood.

"Fan Sicheng, are you okay..." She wanted to go downstairs.

But her slender waist was held by one of the man's strong arms. The man was exerting force, and she crashed into the man's chest. His body was so hard, and the impact of his strong and straight frame hurt her.

stomachache…

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she protected her abdomen with her small hands.

She struggled to shake him off and not let him touch her.

The man's gloomy breath sounded in her ears, and he gritted his teeth and warned, "Don't mess with me, huh? Otherwise, I will be confused whether to cripple his hand or his leg first."

Yin Shuiling accepted the warning, but she didn't dare to move.

With a big push from the man, she was pushed towards the doctor, "Check her out. She can't eat recently and feels like vomiting after eating."

"Yes, yes." The doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. At this time, he didn't care to take the girl into the room first. The doctor picked up the girl's slender wrist and called it to her.

As soon as the pulse was taken, the doctor's expression changed drastically.