Chapter 513 Brother, Is There Milk in This?

Bingbing knelt beside Yin Muchen's legs and asked for help. Suddenly the entire box exploded.

The young masters were all laughing, "Haha, Mr. Yin, look how charming you are. We are all in the box. Bingbing can't see us, but she can see you in her eyes."

"Yes, Mr. Yin, we haven't introduced you yet, but Bingbing already knows. I don't think there is any woman in T city who doesn't know your name."…

Yin Muchen was still smoking. His face was cold and indifferent in the smoke. Only when he heard the ridicule from those people, he raised the corners of his lips and said "ha".

The big hand that was clasped on Touma's shoulder was loosened, and he rested it lazily on the back of the sofa. He frowned and took a puff of cigarette before he was interested in casting his eyes on the woman kneeling on the carpet.

The woman's face looks pretty good, her skin is supple, and her eyebrows are pure. She is worthy of being a four-star actress.

He blew out a puff of smoke, his voice was low and magnetic, and without looking at Bingbing, he said the words to the young master, evil and ruthless, "I look like a charity person?"

"Ha, haha..." The young master laughed loudly, "Young Master Yin, you are really too bad. You just don't save me, and you step on me."

There was also disappointment on Bingbing's face. She raised her head and looked at the man sitting on the high seat in front of her. He was wearing a baseball jacket, black trousers, and a handsome face as delicate as a sculpture. He was indeed as clean, smooth, and handsome as the rumors said.

He would also come to bars and other places to have fun, and he would also hold women in his arms. Those CEOs, domineering presidents, how could you describe them? They were all dressed in suits and had the aura of forbidden bathing... But he was different. He was evil and arrogant. At the young and vigorous age of 25, he is fashionable, handsome, fun-loving, and full of flamboyant hormones.

He is no different from those rich boys.

But it's so different.

The light in the box shone on his face, and the shadowy lines of his facial features were so perfect that it was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

That card is beauty, but being around him is just a foil.

The most important thing is that the way he looks at people is different.

The eyes of the rich men cast on her were erotic, so turbid, as if she were a plaything on the bed.

And he had a pair of clear and deep ink eyes. He had glanced at her just now. They were so clear and sharp as a falcon, scanning her as if they were scanning the goods on the shelves.

A man's indifference can be seen with just one look.

He was obviously holding a woman in his arms, and was obviously drunk on fame, fortune and flowers, but he didn't move a single thought.

There was a bit of admiration and obsession in Bingbing's eyes. She begged softly, "Young Master Yin, please save me. I don't want to be ruined by these people. I'm only 20 years old..."

"Twenty years old?" Yin Muchen interrupted her with a faint sneer. He spoke slowly and with a bit of sharpness, "You can stop following the rules of survival in this world at the age of 20? People have given you a lot of fire. If you have the opportunity, you should sacrifice your body and trade fairly. What qualifications do you have for what you are asking for now?"

The words were extremely indifferent, and Bingbing's face turned pale when she heard them.

It turns out that this man has no sympathy, his heart is so cold.

He thinks she should go with the fat Mr. Dong. What she wants now is greed.

The young men from the rich family were all happy, "Bingbing, Mr. Yin has said that he is no longer a philanthropist. What's the use of just kneeling down and begging? It's easy for Mr. Yin to save you. What can I give in exchange for it?"

Bingbing bit her red lips with her thin white teeth and spoke in a trembling voice, "Young Master Yin, compared with them, I would rather...with you." As she spoke, a blush appeared on her pale and beautiful face, "I, I still... Once, tonight…”

"What's going on tonight?" The rich man whistled.

"Tonight, I am yours." Bingbing looked at the man on the high seat.

Yin Muchen was just smoking. When he heard Bing Bing's words, he raised the corners of his lips, and glanced at the top card beside him with a pair of narrow dark eyes. He said lazily and squarely, "Did you see that there is one more person to compete with you?" , what should I do, there is only one man, how do you two choose? "

The number one fell into his broad arms with a delicate "Oh!", and she cooed, "Young Master Yin, come first, then come. Besides, what's on her body? It's shriveled."

The leader looked at the airport on Bingbing's chest with disgust.

The rich boys were overjoyed, "Bingbing, you still haven't heard what Young Master Yin means? Now choose one of the two, what advantage do you have, come up with it quickly."

"That's it, take off your shirt first and let's take care of it for Young Master Yin."

When Bingbing heard such insulting words, she looked at Yin Muchen for help, but the man ignored her and hugged the number one beside her and whispered something in a low voice. The number one was smiling.

Bingbing's heart felt hot and cold at the same time. Since he had the possibility of choosing her, he didn't mind at all that she was seen by so many men.

With trembling hands, Bingbing lowered her V-neck, and then brushed off the thin belt of her shiny shoulders.

The rich boys were making noises, "Haha, Master Yin, look at it. This is the first time I've seen a 20-year-old Pingcheng like this. What's the difference between him and a 15-year-old girl?"

Yin Muchen slowly raised his head from the top of his hair. He glanced at it with no expression.

But he loosened his hand on Touma's shoulder, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip.

Seeing Yin Muchen's attitude, Liu Caizhe understood. He shook his head frequently in his mind and winked at the bodyguard at the door.

The bodyguard understood and stepped forward to take Bingbing down.

The box door was closed, and the rich men joked, "Young Master Yin, I think you have eaten too much abalone and ginseng. Let's change to some wild vegetables today."

Yin Muchen held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled, and a rich man stepped forward to light it.

Before lighting the cigarette, Yin Muchen's cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and it was Yin Shuiling.

After taking a look, he took off the cigarette from his mouth with his left hand and pressed the answer button, "Hey, Shuiling, school is over? Where are you now? Did you go back to the dormitory obediently?"

The girl's soft voice came from the other end, "Brother, I don't want to stay in the dormitory today. I want to go back to the apartment with you."

Yin Muchen glanced at the private room, and his dark eyes revealed warm love, "Forget it today, brother has something to do tonight."

"Brother, are you at the bar? The driver has already sent me here. I'm entering the bar now."

"What?" Yin Muchen's eyes narrowed.

At this time, a scream came from the other end of the phone, "Ah!"

Yin Muchen suddenly stood up from the sofa, "Shui Ling, what's wrong? Speak!" He stretched out his long legs and walked out, his steps hurried, "Stand still, brother will pick you up!"

What kind of bar is this? It's full of men drinking, and she dares to come?

Yin Muchen walked out.

…

Yin Muchen walked through the corridor and came to the hall. He stopped and looked at Yin Shuiling not far away.

The little girl was wearing a school uniform, which covered her slender and soft body. She was also carrying a schoolbag, Kitty's pink bag.

It was obviously her first time on such an occasion. As soon as she walked in, all the drinking men stared at her. From time to time, drunken men walked past. She must have been frightened just now.

Because she listened to his words, she stood there obediently, holding the strap of her bag with her two white jade little hands. The bright neon lights were projected on her bright and delicate little face. She also looked at her with a pair of clear, wet pupils in fear and curiosity. , this is so pure in the eyes of these drinking men in the bar.

This is the equivalent of setting an innocent white rabbit in front of a group of hunters.

The driver, Uncle Tu, parked the car and hurried in, "Miss Yin..."

All the words were choked in his throat because Uncle Tu's eyes met Yin Muchen in front of him. The man was standing at the corner, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.

Uncle Tu felt his scalp numb. The man's eyes were looking at him quietly, and the light in his eyes was as cold as a blade, as if it was cutting into his body. He knew that the man was angry.

Uncle Tu stood up straight on the spot and bent down at 90 degrees in recognition of his mistake.

Yin Muchen looked away, he stretched out his long legs and came to the girl, "Shui Ling..."

Yin Shuiling turned back from the bartender, "Huh? Brother..."

Her slender wrists were already clasped, and the tall and handsome man took her little hand and led her away.

Walking into the corridor, the man's strides were so long that Yin Shuiling had to jog to keep up, "Brother, slow down, brother."

The box door was pushed open and he led her in.

…

When Yin Shuiling walked in, the young men from the rich family were stunned as soon as they saw it. Everyone applauded, "Oh my God, is this our little princess from T city? It's hard for us to take a look at it normally, but now we bump into each other in the bar. We're so happy to meet you. Nice to meet you!”

In fact, Yin Shuiling didn't like this box when she entered it. The smell of cigarette smoke was so strong here, and she didn't like the men in front of her either.

But these were probably her brother's friends, so she still bent over obediently and said politely in a childish voice, "Hello, you guys."

After entering the private room, Yin Muchen sat down on the sofa. The top guy left in a sensible manner. He squinted at the little girl over there who was carrying a schoolbag and bending over to call someone. His handsome dark eyes instantly knitted together. "Shui Ling!"

What was it called? She didn't know that the more she called it like that, the more excited those men would be?

Yin Shuiling turned her head in response, "Brother." She pulled out her thin white legs and sat happily next to Yin Muchen.

The rich man said, "Young Master Yin, Miss Yin's name is wrong for her generation. Why are you the elder brother and we are grown-ups?"

Yin Muchen's suppressed dark eyes softened a bit and he looked at the little girl beside him.

Yin Shuiling looked at the man with crooked eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "Because I only have one brother..."

She has only one brother.

Yin Muchen's gloomy eyebrows relaxed. Fortunately, she could speak, otherwise he wouldn't know how long he would be angry.

He said softly, "Shui Ling, what would you like to drink?"

Yin Shuiling did not order. There were many drinks on the table in front of her, most of which were white wine, red wine, beer, etc. She was not interested.

After looking around, Bai Yu's little finger pointed at a bottle-shaped drink, "Brother, is there milk in this? I want to drink this."

Hearing her words, the women in the box covered their mouths and laughed.

The rich boys laughed so hard that they almost lost their temper. They had seen a lot of 15-year-old girls, but they had never seen Yin Shuiling as innocent as a piece of paper. "Miss Yin, are you sure you want to drink this?"