Chapter 689 Write Me a Love Poem

Yin Shuiling looked back and saw that the man had just gotten out of the bath. His short black hair was wet and lying on his head. He was naked except for a towel tied around his waist. Yin Shuiling looked back hastily and saw his strong muscles. They were not exaggerated because of exercise, but strong because of his dignity. They were continuous and undulating without a trace of fat.

Yin Shuiling blushed instantly. She took a step aside when the man came over and then looked away.

Yin Muchen walked to the bed. He took a look at the woman's blushing face, then turned his back to take off the towel around his waist and slowly put on the trousers she had chosen for him.

Yin Shuiling felt uncomfortable all over. She didn't know if he did it on purpose, deliberately letting her see the picture of a handsome man getting out of the bath, and deliberately letting her stand aside and wait for him to put on his clothes.

"If it's okay, I'll go out first." She said in a low voice, then turned and left.

But her little hand was grabbed by a big hand. The man exerted force and she was directly pulled in front of him. Yin Shuiling screamed "Ah" and before she could react, a towel was thrown directly on her face. The man's low and mellow and teasing voice rang in her ears, "Don't scream, others will misunderstand."

The towel had a fragrance, and it was not known whether it was stained on his body or soaked in laundry detergent by Auntie. Anyway, the smell made Yin Shuiling's little face flushed. She stretched out her little hand and hurriedly pulled the towel off her face. When she raised her head, she saw Yin Muchen's handsome face. She stared at him, "You, you did it on purpose?"

She was nervous and embarrassed from head to toe, and he was teasing her.

Yin Muchen raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled, "What on purpose?" He looked innocent and calm, as if to say---you have something to hide.

"You!"

"Okay, I did it on purpose. I won't tease you anymore. Help me wipe the water off my back."

Yin Shuiling really wanted to say to him, you don't have hands, but after thinking about it, she realized that she had never taken advantage of him in words, so she had to give up.

She took a towel and went around behind him to help him wipe the water off. "Why didn't Baby Beibei go to school today?" She had something else to ask him.

"I told you some time ago that Bao Bao is not suitable for those kindergartens. I have contacted Bao Bao's school. We will send him to Mosi School in two days. This school gathers genius children from all over the world, and they all come from prominent families. The school is a closed education, similar to the education model of the army. We can see him once a week."

"What? Closed education? Bao Bao is too young, I'm afraid he can't adapt."

Yin Muchen grabbed her little hand and lifted her in front of him. He reached out and touched her little face. He smiled and said, "I asked Bao Bao. Bao Bao was very excited to hear about Mosi School. He wanted to go. This is the place that truly belongs to him. Shuiling, every child has a different way of education. You want to keep Bao Bao by your side and educate him like a loving mother, but he doesn't need this."

Yin Shuiling was still very sad. Bao Bao was only two and a half years old. Her son didn't need such a high IQ. As a mother, she only hoped that Bao Bao would live a healthy and happy life.

But Yin Shuiling also knew that Bao Bao was not an ordinary child. If she forced him to stay, it would only delay Bao Bao.

"What about Beibei?"

"I have also contacted Beibei's school. It is very close to our home. You can go to see her at any time if you miss Beibei." Yin Muchen rubbed her hair and said, "We can't interfere with what kind of life Baobao will have in the future, but he is my son, and everything under my name belongs to him, and Beibei must be the little princess in our palms. With me and Baobao, Beibei will live in care and happiness all her life. She will be a real princess."

Hearing him say this, Yin Shuiling's heart was at peace. She also believed in the man in front of her. He has always been a trustworthy man.

She gave him a pair of children, and he raised them and was responsible for their future lives.

This is the fatherly love that children need, and it is also the man she wants to rely on in her life.

When Yin Shuiling felt relieved, she felt a black shadow in front of her, her small jaw was lifted by two fingers, and then her delicate red lips were gently kissed.

Yin Shuiling froze and quickly stretched out her little hand to push him.

This push made her remember that he was shirtless, and her soft palms pressed directly against his strong and brutal muscles. Her legs softened and she fell directly down.

Yin Muchen stretched out his long arms to hug her soft waist, hugged her in his arms and kissed her.

"Well, don't..." Yin Shuiling resisted with a red face, "Baby and Beibei are still playing in the living room, they will find me."

"No." Yin Muchen stopped her resistance, pinched her little mouth with two fingers and put his long tongue in to kiss, "We are newlyweds, Aunt and Joan still have some eyesight."

Newlywed...

Yin Shuiling's heart was shocked by the word, but she still refused, "It's daytime now, don't do this..."

Her non-cooperation made Yin Muchen frown, he opened his mouth and bit her lips as a punishment, "Who stipulated that the wedding night must be at night?"

Yin Shuiling's bright little face was red and almost dripping blood, her thoughts were different from his, they were newlyweds, that kind of thing would happen sooner or later, Aunt and Joan knew that they would make others think about it if they stayed in the room and didn't come out, she wanted to avoid suspicion, but he was good, relying on this kind of thing as a matter of course, let Aunt and Joan look after the children, and he and her were hanging out.

He didn't care about other people's eyes at all, just wanted to be comfortable, but she was thin-skinned.

Yin Shuiling was stiff. She seemed to hear the happy laughter of the baby outside the room. The children didn't know that their dad had tricked their mom into the room and bullied her.

At this time, Yin Shuiling felt that the hem of her clothes was lifted up. She felt a pain in her chest, "Yin Muchen!" She quickly raised her little pink fist to hit him.

Yin Muchen's eyes were a little red. He stared at her with an evil, rogue and arrogant look. "I'm checking my own goods. What's wrong?"

"You!"

Her little pink fist was held by the man's big hand. He took her little hand and went somewhere. "For the sake of fairness, I will let you check your goods too."

Yin Shuiling, ugh!

Before she struggled, the man hugged her slender waist and half-pushed and half-carried her to the bed. Yin Shuiling was pressed into the soft mattress. He covered her and said, "You are much fatter after giving birth to a child. Keep up the good work. I will love you well."

He kissed her under the collarbone.

Yin Shuiling stared at the crystal chandelier above her head and urgently called "stop".

"What's wrong?" The man leaned over her body and looked at her. Although his voice was soft, the displeasure and impatience in his eyes were obvious.

Yin Shuiling looked at him in shock, panic and shame. She stumbled and said, "You said that you would have a good relationship with me after we get married. You also said that you would compensate me with romance. I want you to... write a poem for me."

"What?" Yin Muchen's expression directly wrote three words---what a joke.

Yin Shuiling was proud. She had to praise her wit. She stretched out her little hand and pushed him away. She sat up, protecting her dress, "I want you to write a love poem for me. Once you write it, I will let you have a wedding night tonight."

"I can't."

"Don't come at me. How did you pick up girls before?"

Eyes...

Or whistling...

But Yin Muchen said nothing. He has become smarter over the years. He knows that some things can't be said in front of women at all. If he says it, he dares to guarantee that there will be no wedding night tonight.

He has too many dark histories. Silence is the only way.

Yin Shuiling stood up and tidied her clothes. After she was done, she looked back at the handsome face of the man, which was as black as a pot lid. "Brother..." She called coquettishly, then pounced on him and hugged his neck sweetly. She blinked playfully, "Brother, you didn't lie to me before marriage, right? Now I think you really owe me a lot of romance, so let's start with the love poems tonight, okay?"

As she said that, Yin Shuiling put her tender and red lips close to him, "Brother, I'm looking forward to it."

Yin Muchen looked at the woman's coquettish look and his Adam's apple rolled. He opened his mouth and kissed her lips directly.

"Ah!" Yin Shuiling screamed and quickly got up and ran away. Fortunately, she was prepared, otherwise she would be pounced on by him again.

A flower-like smile appeared on Yin Shuiling's face.

…

Baby Beibei sat on the carpet to draw after playing tired. The two little babies sat very upright with their heads down and started drawing. There was also a tall figure sitting next to them. Yin Muchen was holding a pen and drawing on paper.

Yin Shuiling looked into the living room through the kitchen window. She saw the two figures, one big and two small, very harmonious.

Auntie smiled and said, "Madam, what is the gentleman doing? The gentleman looks very distressed."

Yin Shuiling glanced at the man again. The man frowned and wrote two words on the paper, then crossed them out with dissatisfaction. He looked very distressed.

"Auntie, don't worry about him."

"Madam, I have seen the gentleman look like this a lot, handling various official documents in the study, but this is the first time I have seen the gentleman look like this. It is still Madam who can tame the gentleman's wild and fierce horse."

Yin Shuiling snorted in her heart. That is... necessary. She has been a professional horse trainer for nearly 20 years. Who is better than her?

Although, ahem, she has always been tamed by him.

Yin Muchen was really distressed. He had never written a love poem in his life. Yes, he had had many women, but they were all women who paid for him. When did he ever chase after them?

She was the only one he had chased in his life.

It was just that she was easy to chase before, but now...

Thinking of what he said before about falling in love with her after marriage, he wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he dig such a big pit for himself to jump into?

A piece of white paper had been scribbled on by him N times, it was horrible. He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and post a message on the forum---

My wife asked me to write a love poem for her. Is there anyone who can help?

A few minutes later, replies came one after another---

What kind of love poems are you still writing these days? OP, go home and knock your wife down and let her talk nonsense.

OP, I will teach you, 520, concise and clear.

OP, is your wife having someone else outside and wants to divorce you, so she deliberately makes things difficult for you? Believe me, your wife will not be satisfied no matter what you write.

It's the original poster. Instead of writing love poems, you might as well find a few women to practice your sex skills with. When you can satisfy your wife, conquer her. I guarantee she will hug you and call you brother...