Chapter 575 Let's Leave the Passenger Seat to My Sister-in-Law

But things didn't go as planned. The elevator dinged and a few more people entered. Everyone squeezed back, but she couldn't escape. She stumbled and fell backwards.

Yin Muchen, who had been standing next to her, stepped back at some point. When she fell back, her entire slender back crashed directly into the man's broad chest.

Yin Muchen put his hands in his trouser pockets and did not move her.

But the two people's bodies were close to each other.

Yin Shuiling stiffened instantly. There was a spot on her soft lower back that was very hot. It was him...

There was warm breath pressing down on her ears, and her voice was low and mellow, with a hint of imperceptible hoarseness. It sounded extremely sexy in her eardrums, "When did you come back?"

"...yesterday." She replied, moving her body to get further away from him.

However, a tall and fat man in front blocked her and she could not move.

"Where do you live now?" Yin Muchen was still asking.

Yin Shuiling felt angry. This man was a scumbag. She didn't flirt with him, and he could react even in the elevator. The key was that when he reacted, he still chatted with her calmly.

Let’s talk!

Shameless.

She saw that he had clearly taken advantage of her.

Yin Shuiling simply stopped moving. She turned her little head and looked at Yin Muchen behind her with a pair of phoenix eyes. She smiled lazily and charmingly, and said in a soft voice, "I rented an apartment... When brother is free, I'll go there I’m a guest there.”

Yin Muchen looked at her careless expression of amorous feelings. She had really grown up in the past three years and was already a little woman.

His body reacted violently, and he rolled his Adam's apple.

When he felt uncomfortable, he could see Yin Shuiling's smiling eyes getting colder. She just looked at him rolling her Adam's apple, her eyebrows cold and mocking.

Yin Muchen felt a basin of cold water pouring down from her head. He used to bully her because she was young and didn't understand anything. But now it's different. She understands everything.

In a low voice, he apologized, "Sorry, your breath hit my face..."

Yin Shuiling shrugged boredly, okay, it's all her fault.

At this moment, there was a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Yin Shuiling walked out.

…

She suffered a loss in the elevator, so when she entered the hotel box, Yin Shuiling chose the seat opposite Yin Muchen. Pudding accompanied her, Mr. Zheng accompanied Yin Muchen, and there were other editors on the table.

Pudding poured a little white wine into Yin Shuiling's cup, "Tumi, come here, I'll toast you."

Mr. Zheng immediately waved his hand, "Can Miss Yin drink? If not, you can have tea instead of wine."

Just kidding, with the Buddha Yin Muchen here, how could he dare to drink Yin Shuiling wine?

Yin Shuiling took the wine glass and clinked it with Pudding, "It doesn't matter. I can drink a little. Although I will blush, I won't get drunk."

"Okay, that's how generous you are." Pudding happily clinked glasses with Yin Shuiling.

Yin Shuiling took a sip.

Mr. Zheng looked at the wine glass in front of Yin Muchen. It was empty. He picked up the bottle with his own hands, stood up and poured wine for Yin Muchen, "Mr. Yin can drink, I'll toast you."

At this time, Hu Ya stepped forward and politely stopped him, "Mr. Zheng, we, Mr. Yin, don't drink. We have to drive later."

Mr. Zheng knew it was a pretext as soon as he heard it, "Mr. Yin, you can ask Secretary Hu to drive. It doesn't matter if you drink a little. Has Mr. Yin ever missed something while drinking before? Haha, this man is most likely to get into trouble after drinking..." "

As soon as the last idiom came out, Hu Ya took a deep look at Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that...he was right?

Emma, ​​he's such a bitch!

Mr. Zheng immediately put down the wine bottle, picked a bottle of juice and poured it into Yin Muchen's glass. He flattered her without any sense of disobedience, "Mr. Yin, let's drink juice. Actually, I can't drink either. Come on, cheers." "

Yin Shuiling looked at Yin Muchen opposite. After clinking glasses with Mr. Zheng, Yin Muchen raised his head slightly and sipped the juice in the glass, but his eyes were directed at her.

For a moment, their eyes met.

Three years ago, he had a drunken disorder...

The two didn't speak, but neither could forget it.

Yin Muchen's handsome eyebrows were covered with a layer of soft color, and even his deep ink eyes showed a kind of silent guilt and love.

Yin Shuiling looked away calmly. She did not accept his apology and sympathy.

It's not needed now.

At this time, Pudding said, "Shui Ling, the meal is almost done. Let's leave the meal to Mr. Yin and Mr. Zheng. We will go over there to play boxing. Whoever loses in boxing can either answer the other's questions or have a drink. How about it?" ?”

"Okay." Yin Shuiling nodded.

…

Five or six women stood around a round table, with many wine bottles and glasses piled on the table. The women threw off their clothes and played happily - let's go back to each other, brothers, Samsung photos, Four Seasons Finance...

Mr. Zheng here took a cigarette to Yin Muchen, then leaned over to light it up for Yin Muchen, "Mr. Yin, didn't you bring your little girlfriend out to play today?"

Yin Muchen has a girlfriend, and everyone in T City knows it.

Yin Muchen held a cigarette between his slender fingers and took a puff. The cloud of smoke slowly came out from his sexy thin lips. He shook his head, "No, she has classes at school today."

"Oh, I understand. Mr. Yin, if you find a female college student who is ten years younger than you as your girlfriend, will you be very coquettish?"

Yin Muchen smiled, as if he was thinking of his little girlfriend, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and love, "How could it be? She is very good and obedient."

"That's right, what kind of woman would be unfaithful to someone as rich and handsome as Mr. Yin?"

Yin Muchen's eyes swept forward and fixed on Yin Shuiling. He said "ha" with a self-deprecating look on his lips, "That's not necessarily the case."

Mr. Zheng said something else, but Yin Muchen no longer responded. He leaned his tall body into the seat, squinted his eyes and frowned while smoking. In the smoke, he looked up and down at the little woman wantonly.

The candy-colored sleeveless short skirt really suits her. The color is pretty enough, and it makes her skin white and smooth. The skirt is short enough, only reaching above her knees. Men like Yin Muchen don't understand the women on the street today. Wearing them like this, he felt short, and the woman's delicate white and tight breasts were exposed to the air. What was terrible was that she wore hollow summer boots on her feet, which had a strong smell of taboo.

The image of her in his mind was stuck in three years ago, when she only wore white and pink. That time he took her shopping and tried bright dark green and bright red, but she still didn't like it.

Now she likes it. It makes her look young, beautiful and rich, and she dresses brightly, like a flower.

Yin Muchen took a few glances at her profile, her perfect and delicate breasts, her willow-like waist, and her body that was neither too big nor too small... a 21-year-old woman's body.

Youthful and pretty.

Yin Muchen's throat was dry. He took two puffs of cigarette and almost choked. He inserted his free left hand into his trouser pocket. The trousers he wore today were a bit slim-fitting and the crotch was straight. He pressed it, fearing it would be too obvious.

Well, I miss her.

I don't think so.

At this time, I heard a burst of laughter and Pudding clapped his hands, "Tumi, you lost the fist fight. I want to ask a question, do you have a boyfriend now? Of course, you can also not answer and just drink."

This question made Yin Muchen look up at Yin Shuiling again.

Yin Shuiling had just drank, and now her palm-sized face was really flushed. She started to play with it. She used her small hands to brush the hair on her cheeks, winked her big eyes charmingly, and smiled, " I don’t drink, I replied, I have boyfriends now, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, my eighth boyfriend.”

The women all laughed and said, "Tumi, it's true or not, you change boyfriends too fast, don't lie to us."

"I'm not lying. Anyone who cheats is a puppy."

"Okay, keep playing."…

…

The meal was very enjoyable, and when it was close to nine o'clock, everyone dispersed and walked out of the hotel.

Pudding held Yin Shuiling's little hand and said, "Tumi, it's better not to fight a beautiful girl like you so late at night. It's dangerous. We came here on the company bus. We'll send you back first, and then we'll go back."

Before Yin Shuiling could answer, Mr. Zheng quickly stepped forward and winked at Pudding, "Tumi, I didn't drive today, so I have to take the bus back, and there aren't enough seats. Let Mr. Yin take you back. , let’s go now and contact you later.”

Without waiting for Pudding to speak, Mr. Zheng directly pushed Pudding into the car.

The bus leaves.

Yin Shuiling stood there and watched the car shadow. She was also helpless. Isn't this Mr. Zheng too obvious?

At this time, a clean and refreshing man's breath penetrated her nose, and Yin Muchen stood beside her, "I'll take you back."

"Okay," Yin Shuiling nodded. It was indeed dangerous for her to take a taxi at this point. If there was a car to ride in, it would be hypocritical for her not to sit in it. "Mr. Zheng has already tried to please his brother to this extent. If I don't take my brother's car, wouldn't it be wrong?" Let Mr. Zheng take all the trouble?”

Yin Muchen hummed and said nothing.

Hu Ya drove the car out of the underground yard. In the past three years, he changed cars, from the Waibach to the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Hu Ya got out of the car and handed the car keys to Yin Muchen.

"Get in the car." Yin Muchen opened the passenger door.

"Brother, no need, I'd better sit in the back seat." Yin Shuiling opened the back seat door.

Yin Muchen stared at her.

Yin Shuiling didn't look at him. She got into the car and said casually, "Let's leave the passenger seat to my sister-in-law."

Yin Muchen was silent for a few seconds, then closed the passenger door and got in the car.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom drove smoothly on the road.

The neon lights of the city shone on the man's face through the car window. The 31-year-old man had a deep and noble look, and the flashy light speed passed through his neatly trimmed sideburns, giving him a charming texture.

After driving for a while, he glanced at Yin Shuiling in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said, "I'm not married yet."

"Oh, really?" Yin Shuiling took out her mobile phone from her bag and was using the mobile phone software to trim the dynamic picture she drew this morning. "My brother will be 31 this year, so he is not young. In a few years, you will My health is getting worse in every aspect, so I’d better calm down and find a good woman to get married and start a family.”

Yin Muchen felt harsh hearing these words, "Do you think I'm old?"