Chapter 597 If You Keep Yelling, It Won’t Be as Simple as a Kiss.

Yin Muchen wore a dark blue striped shirt and grey slim-fit trousers. The 31-year-old man was mature and steady after years of aging. When Yin Shuiling looked at his face, she saw his handsome and broad shoulders. Under the thin fabric was a dazzling thick and sturdy curve, full of masculinity.

His face was not good, and his dark eyes stared at her, repeating, "You are not allowed to go back to the UK."

Yin Shuiling lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "There is no room for negotiation on this matter. This time I came back as an exchange student, just three months. If I don't go back to the UK, how can I graduate..."

"I will have someone take care of everything for you, you don't have to worry about it."

"Yin Muchen, why are you so overbearing? Our deal, I sleep with you, and you let me see my dad. Does this deal conflict with my return to the UK? Think about it, I can't see my dad in the UK, so I naturally don't need to sleep with you. If I want to see my dad, I will naturally come back, and then I will deliver it to you to sleep... In this case, why do you restrict my freedom?" Yin Shuiling said as she walked into the bathroom, brushing her teeth and washing her face.

Yin Muchen's face was stiff. He stood there and looked at the little woman in front of the washstand. "Why do you have to go back to England? What is there for you to miss?"

Yin Shuiling paused while squeezing the toothpaste. She looked at the man sideways, then slowly raised the corner of her lips. "Yin Muchen, what are you thinking about? Well, just as you thought, I can't bear to leave my boyfriend there, Jack. You sent him back to China a few days ago. I miss him a little bit."

Yin Muchen cursed and kicked the bed board.

He admitted that he did think so. Her honey in England ranked from 1 to 8, especially Jack. He minded, he minded very much!

Now she is young and beautiful. She danced in the bar that day and had so much fun. He felt that he could not control her. He was afraid that she would get together with other men.

She went back to England. What should he do? What did she think of him?

One of all her men?

When she wanted to see Yin De, she came to visit him?

Yin Muchen tried his best to control his temper. He didn't want to quarrel with her early in the morning. He knew he couldn't win the argument. It is said that the one who takes the initiative to love is the passive one. He is so passive.

Yin Shuiling came out after washing up. Her cloakroom was ready. She didn't hesitate to push the door of the cloakroom and walked in.

The clothes, shoes and bags in the cloakroom are all international brands. She glanced and walked to the closet. There were autumn dresses hanging in the closet. They were all ladylike styles. The long skirts covered her knees and the colors were mostly plain.

She turned around and looked at the door.

Sure enough, the man was leaning against the door with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her.

Yin Shuiling pointed at the clothes and frowned in dissatisfaction, "I don't like these styles, they are too ladylike. I want brighter colors and shorter ones."

Yin Muchen lifted his thin lips and answered casually, "No. If you don't like these, you can choose... to run naked."

"You..." Yin Shuiling laughed in anger, "Yin Muchen, what is your idea? I am only 21 years old this year, and I haven't graduated from college yet. I am now at the age of youth and beauty blooming like a flower. I have a good figure, a good face, and every part of my body is standard. Why should I wear these ladylike styles?"

Yin Muchen glanced at her indifferently and sneered, "If you don't wear ladylike styles, what should you wear? Wear those bright red shorts and skirts that only cover the thighs? Should standard clothes be exposed to others?"

"Otherwise?" Yin Shuiling asked naturally, "If I don't wear it for others to see, should I hide it?"

Yin Muchen took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't make her understand, and she was deliberately arguing with him.

"The clothes are all here. If you don't wear them, don't go out today." He turned and walked away.

...

Yin Muchen did not leave. He walked to the French window in the room, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and then took out a cigarette and lit it with a metal lighter.

He took a puff of the cigarette, then raised his head and exhaled. The smell of nicotine numbed his nerves for a while, and he felt a little comfortable.

He didn't like her wearing bright colors, especially bright red, and those hot pants and hot skirts. He felt annoyed no matter how he looked at them. She knew how conspicuous she was. Which man would not look at her when walking on the street? Those men with bad intentions would look at her. He felt angry all over when he thought about it.

Six years ago, he had vaguely expected that this day would come when she wore that bright red and dark green dress, but he didn't expect that he would be so petty and uncomfortable at that time.

What should he do now? He has this delicate little princess at home, and he can only serve her in a good voice.

Who made him old?

He is old and eats tender grass.

She lost, so he should spoil her.

At this time, the door of the cloakroom was opened and Yin Shuiling walked out.

Yin Muchen looked back and saw that she had chosen a suit, a blue floral top and a lace skirt, the hem of which just covered her knees.

Yin Muchen frowned, it didn't cover her knees, it was still too short.

It was all because of her long legs.

Yin Shuiling smiled quickly when she saw his expression, "You still think it's too short, right? I understand, so I took this..." Yin Shuiling raised her hand.

Seeing what was in her hand, Yin Muchen frowned even more.

Yin Shuiling walked to the bed and sat on it. She stretched out one of her legs and put on the flesh-colored stockings in her hand slowly and gracefully. She knew that the man was watching from behind. She was not afraid of trouble. She spoke to him in a crisp voice, "Brother, if I put on these stockings, others won't see them. Is this okay?"

After putting on the stockings, she took off her slippers and stepped on a pair of crystal stilettos. She looked at herself up and down, "tsk tsk" very satisfied, "This is also good, just wear it like this, brother, I'm leaving first."

She turned around and walked to the door with a graceful figure.

As soon as her little hand touched the door handle, her soft waist was grabbed by the man's strong arm. The man pulled hard, and she staggered directly into his arms.

His body was made of iron and steel, and she felt pain when she bumped into him, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you know what I'm doing? Okay, you've become more capable in the past few years. I asked you to wear these clothes, but you're not comfortable, so now you're using stockings and high heels to stimulate me. You know that men can't stand these two things the most, huh?" He held her in one hand and held a cigarette in the other. When he pressed her into his arms, his thin lips found her snow-white earlobe and bit her hair.

Yin Shuiling's legs softened, and she slapped him with her little hands, "Go away..."

The strength of her tickling made Yin Muchen narrow his eyes. He held her soft waist and half-carried and half-pushed her to the dressing table in the room. His right hand holding the cigarette brushed away everything on it, and held her **** for her to sit on.

This man is so bad, he pinched her hard when he took her **** away with his big hand.

"Yin Muchen, let me go..."

She wanted to struggle, but the man's left hand pressed on her small shoulder. With just one hand, he easily fixed her, and she could hardly move.

Yin Muchen put the cigarette in his mouth, and his right hand found the stockings on her legs, and with a "hiss", he tore them off instantly.

Yin Shuiling screamed in fear, and she clenched her little pink fist to hit him, "Yin Muchen, what are you doing, you are bullying me again... You said you would be nice to me and not bully me..."

Her legs moved randomly, and Yin Muchen pressed down with his long knees to stop her from moving. Looking at the stockings torn between his fingers, his eyes were red, "Yin Shuiling, you are the first to complain, don't you know who is bullying whom? You clearly know how hard I have been enduring and can't stand the stimulation, but you wear stockings and high heels in front of me, you did it on purpose. Have I been too good to you recently, and now you are climbing over my head."

Yin Shuiling admitted that she did it on purpose, who made him so domineering?

He has been really nice to her recently. Even if he wants it, he won't touch her unless she nods. Unless he is pushed to the edge, he will force her...

A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him, let alone she is not a good man. She quickly begged for mercy, pouting her cherry-like red lips and looking at him tenderly and coquettishly, "Yin Muchen, I was wrong, I was wrong... Stop it, um, my stomach hurts..."

She covered her stomach with her two small hands.

This trick really worked. Yin Muchen stopped immediately after hearing it. He looked at her delicate and bright little face and asked, "Does it really hurt or is it fake? Whoever lies is a puppy!"

You are a puppy, your whole family is puppies!

Yin Shuiling stared at him with her big black eyes.

Yin Muchen knew she was lying, his Adam's apple rolled, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the carpet, and pressed his handsome body over, and he held her tempting little mouth.

"Mmm..." Yin Shuiling's pupils widened, and she struggled quickly, "Go away, don't kiss me..."

"If you yell again, it won't be as simple as a kiss!" He threatened her in a low voice.

Yin Shuiling was afraid that he would do something wrong, so she could only let him kiss her twice. She kept dodging, and he kept pressing on her. As a result, they both pressed against the mirror. She slapped him, and her soft and sticky voice was full of coquettishness, "Are you done? It's done, it's done..."

Yin Muchen took advantage of her opening her mouth to get in and entangle her little tongue. His big hand clasped the back of her head to deepen the kiss. He coaxed her softly and eagerly, "It's not done... kiss for a while, be good..."

There was a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth, and the two of them breathed together. I don't know who was messed up and who was hot. The quiet room echoed with the blushing sound of water stains.

Yin Shuiling's little face was steaming with heat, "Mmm, it's done... Yin Muchen, don't kiss me, I won't kiss you..." She pushed his handsome face away with her soft and boneless little hand.

Being spoiled by him, her voice was so charming that it was about to overflow with soft water.

Yin Muchen supported his right hand on the dressing table and held her with his left hand. He adjusted his breathing, but it was impossible. The breath in his mouth was full of the sweetness of her body. He moved his head forward and tried to kiss her again.

"Ah!" Yin Shuiling tilted her head and hid under the collar of his shirt, so that he didn't kiss her.

She smiled with curved eyebrows, "Don't kiss me... I will be angry if you kiss me again!"

Yin Muchen turned his face and suddenly bumped into her smiling eyes.