Chapter 607 I Want a Birthday Present

Yin Muchen sat at the dining table, and Yin Shuiling put a bowl of noodles in his hand.

Very simple scallion noodles, but the noodles are flexible, the soup is delicious, and there is a fried golden poached egg on top, which will make people salivate at the first sight.

"Eat." Yin Shuiling handed him the chopsticks and turned to leave.

"Shui Ling," Yin Muchen quickly grabbed her slender wrist, "stay with me."

Yin Shuiling felt helpless, why was this man so clingy?

He wouldn't let go, so she could only stay with him.

Yin Muchen was really hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and ate the noodles gracefully, but he ate very quickly. In a short while, he ate the entire bowl of noodles.

Putting down his chopsticks, he felt very satisfied.

I haven't tasted any delicacies outside in these years, but nothing can compare to her bowl of noodles.

Her cooking skills are really good. It doesn't matter who she learned cooking for. What's important is that he will benefit from it in the future!

This is enough.

"Have you finished eating? I'm going to wash the dishes." Yin Shuiling put away the dishes and prepared to go to the kitchen.

"Shui Ling," her delicate white hands were held in the palm of the man's hand, "Don't clean them up. Leave the dishes and chopsticks for Auntie to wash tomorrow."

"What?" Yin Shuiling didn't hear clearly.

At this time, the man exerted force, and she lost her balance and fell directly into the man's arms.

The crisp smell of a man suddenly entered her nostrils, with a faint smell of disinfectant. It smelled very good. "Yin Muchen, what are you doing?" She put her two small hands on his chest and wanted to get up.

It didn't matter that the two of them were like this. She was sitting on his lap on the dining chair, and the atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant.

"Hiss..." Yin Muchen groaned.

Only then did Yin Shuiling notice her hand, which was the chest she pushed up. His thin hospital gown was wrapped with thick medical gauze. This should be where he was injured.

She pushed him hard and touched his wound, causing him pain.

She quickly raised her head and saw the man frowning tightly, his handsome face turning pale from pain.

Yin Shuiling retracted her little hand in an instant, her beautiful eyes filled with apology and distress, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Are you okay? Do you want me to call a doctor?"

Yin Muchen calmed down for a moment, then shook his head, and held her slim waist with his two big hands. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "Are you concerned about me? I was in a coma for two days and didn't go to see me. In fact, in your heart Are you worried about me?"

"I didn't!" Yin Shuiling retorted immediately.

"Ha..." Yin Muchen smiled softly and affectionately. His dark eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. He leaned forward and kissed her Xiuqiong's nose with his thin lips. His voice was full of indulgence, "Yes. No, you know it in your heart.”

He poked her heart with his long fingers.

The villa was too quiet at this time, and the man's low-pitched and melodious voice echoed in every corner of the villa, creating a fascinating magnetic field. Yin Shuiling seemed to be electrocuted, and her cheeks turned red as she glanced sideways.

It is said that night is the most sultry. With the two of them sitting together in such an ambiguous posture, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"What do you want to do?" she asked softly.

"I want a birthday gift... It's my 32nd birthday and you haven't given me a gift yet."

Is he naive?

He also knew that he was a 32-year-old man, but he still had the nerve to ask her what gift she wanted...

A child?

"I'm not prepared...so, no gift."

"You have it. My birthday gift is you."

Yin Shuiling looked sideways at him after hearing this, and her eyes met the man's deep and tender pupils.

It can be said that a man like him has loved countless women. God has given him a good skin that can bewitch people. As long as he is willing, he can create an illusion of deep love for you when he stares at you deeply, which will make women Addicted.

Yin Shuiling's cheeks were hot, and she wanted to push him, but was afraid of hurting his wound. In the end, she could only put her two small hands on his handsome shoulders, and raised her red lips, "Don't do this..."

She originally wanted to refuse righteously, but as soon as the voice came out, it became soft and charming, and even she could hear a hint of rejection in return of welcome.

At this time, the man pressed over and pecked her red lips.

Being in a coma for two days made his thin lips very dry, but her lips were very delicate. When he pecked them, they felt rough, which made her uncomfortable.

She quickly turned her head to hide, lowered her eyes and covered her red lips with a small hand, exuding a delicate look all over her body.

This delicate charm made Yin Muchen's breathing disorder. His big hands went through her hair, and then clasped the back of her head. He coaxed in a low voice, "Shui Ling, be good, come and kiss me. It's my birthday today, I want to Want a birthday present."

Yin Shuiling's whole body felt hot because of him, and her long eyelashes like a dense comb trembled twice. She pouted her red lips and said, "Didn't you wake up after being in a coma for two days? Your body...can't."

He is still a patient. I saw him in such pain just now. Why is he still thinking about such a thing?

"Shui Ling..." Yin Muchen frowned and kissed her little face, while his right hand groped her body irregularly, and he gasped, "I know my body can't do it now, but you kiss me and let me satisfy my craving... "

"Don't move..." Yin Shuiling was afraid that he would be too excited and tear the wound, so she said hastily, "Don't move, I, I promise you."

Yin Muchen's eyes lit up, he put his mouth to her little mouth and took a deep sip, "Shui Ling, you are so kind."

Yin Shuiling bit her pink lips, then put her hands around his neck in his expectant eyes, and took the initiative to kiss the stubble on his chin.

The stubble pricked her and made her feel painful and numb, but this symbol of masculine charm made her whole body soften.

Her hands touched his shoulders, and Yin Shuiling felt sour in her heart. He seemed to have lost weight recently.

"Shuiling..." Yin Muchen leaned his body against the dining chair. Because the woman took the initiative to sit on his legs, his head tilted back and leaned against the back of the chair. He closed his eyes and frowned. His decadent look revealed the indulgence and sexiness of a mature man, which was very charming. "Just now in the room, I saw a inner bag... It's not mine..."

He knew he shouldn't bring up this topic when he was so happy, but he couldn't help it.

Yin Shuiling opened her eyes upon hearing this. She glanced at the man and then said, "We didn't..."

Yin Muchen raised the corners of his lips and held her tightly in his arms. He smiled. She said she didn't...

He grabbed one of her little hands and pressed it against his pants.

The burning sensation there frightened Yin Shuiling so much that she wanted to shake her hand off immediately, but the man held her tightly and didn't let her move. He coaxed her lovingly, "Shuiling, help me, please... I feel so bad..."

Yin Shuiling, "..."

Didn't you say you would only kiss?

The man's words were indeed unreliable.

...

An hour later.

Yin Shuiling lay on the dining table. Her delicate cheeks were red like rouge. Tears appeared in the corners of her eyes from being bullied. She twitched her nose in grievance.

Yin Muchen bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground and wrapped her snow-white body. There was still a wave of passion in his handsome eyes. He lifted the girl from the table and put her in his arms. He kissed her forehead and apologized hoarsely, "Sorry, Shuiling..."

"Go away, don't touch me!" She clenched her little pink fist and hit him, liar, big liar.

At the beginning, she agreed, but he took off her clothes and coaxed her to show him, so that she would be faster.

As a result, something went wrong when he saw her. He carried her directly to the dining table.

She shouldn't have believed him.

His clothes were intact, but her clothes were thrown on the carpet. She was the one who was bullied and ashamed.

Seeing her throwing a tantrum, Yin Muchen held her tighter in his arms. He smiled contentedly and happily, "I've taken off my clothes, how can I still hold back? Do you think I'm Liu Xiahui?"

"Bah!" Yin Shuiling glared at him, and she was shocked by the glare, "Yin Muchen, you're bleeding!"

The blue and white striped hospital gown on Yin Muchen's chest turned red, and his wound split open.

Yin Shuiling quickly put on her clothes and jumped off the dining table. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she almost collapsed on the carpet. Her whole body seemed to be scattered, because of his torment.

Where did his three minutes go for this man?

Each time was longer than the last.

This time he went into battle with an injury.

Food and sex are human nature. In order to covet such things, he probably didn't even want to live.

Yin Shuiling hurriedly found her mobile phone from her clothes and dialed Liu Caizhe's number.

After two beeps, the phone was quickly connected, "Hello, Miss Yin..."

"Hello, Manager Liu, his wound has split open and a lot of blood is flowing. Where are you? Send a doctor quickly."

"Miss Yin, we are right outside the door. We have been waiting for you for three hours."

Yin Shuiling, "..."

She hung up the phone and ran to the door quickly.

But her waist was held, and the man hugged her from behind. His voice was a little weak, and he said angrily, "Where are you going?"

"I'll open the door..."

"You ran out like this?" Yin Muchen took out a few pieces of paper from the dining table and wiped between her legs to clean up her mess.

Yin Shuiling looked down, and her face flushed.

It's all his...

She held back her voice and asked him to wipe it clean. He let her go, and she ran to the door and opened the door of the villa.

...

Two business luxury cars were parked outside the villa. Liu Caizhe, Hu Ya, doctors and nurses were all there. Everyone had been blowing the northwest wind for three hours.

"Where's Muchen?" Liu Caizhe asked.

Yin Shuiling made way for him, "Inside."

Liu Caizhe, Hu Ya and the doctors walked in quickly. The lights in the living room were not on, but there was a dim light in the dining room behind the screen. As soon as they walked in, they smelled a turbid smell. There were also many paper balls in the trash can. Yin Muchen sat on the dining chair with one hand covering his chest. The hard exercise just now made him sweat and feel refreshed.

Everyone present knew what had happened just now, and Liu Caizhe was no exception. He directed the doctor, "Hurry up and send the patient to the hospital."

So everyone rushed to the hospital. The doctor rebandaged Yin Muchen and did a full-body examination. After everything was done, Yin Muchen lay back on the bed.

Liu Caizhe and Hu Ya stood by the bed, and the doctor said very seriously, "Mr. Yin, your wound has not healed yet, and now it is torn again. This can easily cause wound infection. I hope you will pay attention to your cultivation in the future, and you should be more restrained in some things..."