After pretending to be ugly, he was entangled by a billionaire

What Mo Yan saw in Su Haoran's eyes was full of sincerity.

Although she couldn't figure out why he lied, she believed that he had no malice, so she didn't make any excuses.

It's just a badge, and she doesn't think it makes a big difference whether she recognizes it or not.

Big deal, when the owner finds it, just return it to them.

Suddenly, a chill ran up his spine.

"Mo Yan, have you crossed the line?"

Leng Beichen couldn't control the icy air flowing out of his body.

Just now Su Haoran said that the badge is pinned to Mo Yan's close-fitting clothes.

Isn't that enough to show that there is an intimate relationship between them?

Leng Beichen's black eyes were cold, his face was stern, and his whole body was filled with a cold and stern air.

It's as dark as a deep pool, and it's scary.

Hearing the sound, Mo Yan glanced sideways at him, and immediately felt a "fuck" in her heart.

It looked like he was very angry.

No matter what, I don't want to quarrel anymore, I can't offend the black-bellied dog man, so let's appease him first.

"Mr. Leng, who do I like, don't you know?"

"Who do you like, if you don't tell, who knows?" Leng Beichen's jaw line tightened.

At this time, she wanted to confuse him with his sweet talk?

He decided that no matter what she said, he would not be soft.

Mo Yan turned around and told Su Haoran,
"Hao Ran, you send Miss He back, take the time to cultivate your relationship, come on."

Su Haoran obeyed Mo Yanyan and really took He Qiushan away.

Mo Xiaodie quit and hurriedly chased him out.

"Young Master Su, you are my boyfriend."

Su Haoran stopped in annoyance,

"Miss Mo, if you don't mind, the three of us can cultivate our relationship together?"

Mo Xiaodie, "."

Mo Yan waited for them to leave and came to Leng Beichen.

She pursed her red lips, her little face flushed pink.

It's not that she hasn't said that she likes him before, but she said it when she was distracted by him.

Now, shit, her mind is extra clear.

How much she wished that she was a person with a sweet mouth and a sword, and it would be great to be able to say "love him" with her mouth.

But she is not.

"It's hard to make up, isn't it? No training?"

Leng Beichen became angry when he saw Mo Yan's embarrassed look.

She made it clear that she wanted to lie to him and divert his attention.

It's so difficult for her to even lie to coax him, it's ridiculous!
Mo Yan rolled his eyes at him, how to train this thing?

I never thought of asking her to take the initiative as a girl.

After ink staining for a long time, Mo Yan lowered her head, and her voice sounded like a mosquito.

"Mr. Leng, I only like you, and I don't have that kind of affection for Haoran."

Although it was perfunctory for him, she felt that she had exhausted all her strength.

The little heart was beating wildly like a deer, beating so violently that it almost jumped out of the chest cavity.

My palms were sweating, it turned out that it took so much courage to confess.

Mo Yan didn't have the nerve to look up at Leng Beichen's expression, and didn't want to guess his reaction.

All she knew was that she was very nervous now, and her aura of a tigress was gone.

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't respond for a long time, Mo Yan's little heart sank little by little.

Although she has already done psychological construction, she doesn't expect anything from him.

But the sense of loss came uncontrollably and strongly, and the grievance overflowed his chest.

"President Leng, I."

She didn't know where the courage came from, and she stretched out her arms to embrace Leng Beichen's healthy and fat-free waist.

His hot little face was buried in his chest, and he choked with sobs,
"Can't you hear me? I said I like you."

A touch of complexity flashed across Leng Beichen's bottomless black eyes.

If Mo Yan wasn't Yanzi, he would have been mad with joy if she simply confessed to him.

But now, in order to conceal her identity, the woman in her arms hugged him for the first time.

Ah!
Not only was her motive impure, but she was also one of the enemies who killed Master.

Although reason has been emphasizing that they cannot be together, he still wants to take her words seriously, and wants to think so much.

After a while, Leng Beichen's toneless voice came out, "Is it difficult to say you like me?"

"Yeah." Mo Yan didn't think too much, and answered truthfully.

"Since it's so difficult, why do you still say it? For the badge? Or for Su Haoran?"

Mo Yan raised her small face, her watery star eyes were full of doubts.

Just to keep him from getting angry, is she ridiculous?
Her heart sank to the bottom, and he was indifferent to her confession.

Mo Yan's natural blood suddenly turned violent, she confessed her fart!
Never pretentious!

She let go of Leng Beichen, her blushing face became cold,
"Mr. Leng, what I said just now, I was training my emotional intelligence and expressive ability, you don't take it seriously, do you?"

Leng Beichen's handsome face, which was carved with a knife and an axe, suddenly tightened, and a layer of frost was attached to the bottom of his eyes.
"Mo Yan! With my IQ, would I take it seriously?"

"Very good, Mr. Leng really has a super IQ, he can understand everything, so I don't need to explain."

Leng Beichen was so angry that his chest heaved.

The woman, whose identity has been exposed, actually dared to deceive his feelings face to face.

The corner of his mouth curled up coldly, "Oh! There is a price to pay for using me as a target."

"What price?" Mo Yan frowned, and wanted to kiss her again?

It annoys him and doesn't like her, why do you always kiss her and force her to be intimate?

"Mr. Leng, I don't understand, don't you have a cleanliness?

Every time you treat me too much, do you always rinse your mouth and disinfect your hands and feet? "

Leng Beichen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a cold straight line.

His obsession with cleanliness started from the day his master died, the day he was raped by a woman.

On the day of the wedding, he was surprised that he had been mobbed by Mo Yan in various ways, yet he didn't have any problems with cleanliness.

Now he understood that it was because Mo Yan was the woman who raped him back then.

He didn't intend to tell anyone about this.

"Yes, I will sterilize." Leng Beichen said something against his will because of the tone in his heart.

It was impossible for him to admit to having special feelings for her while she was lying to him.

Mo Yan was furious, and her five fingers were clenched into fists, wanting to beat him up.

"Then you also disinfect every time after touching other women?"

She minded from the bottom of her heart that he was promiscuous, very much minded.

Since I opened the skylight this time to speak brightly, let me throw out all the questions I have been holding in my heart for a long time.

"How many women do you have?"

"."

Leng Beichen clenched his teeth, he had never done it, why should he admit it?
"I've never crossed boundaries with other women, believe it or not."

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine white teeth, she believed what he said.

Since he has no special feelings for her, why lie to her?

"Since this is the case, if you continue to be a fake couple, then please Mr. Leng keep clean and clean.

Otherwise, even fake couples don't have to do it.that's all. "

Mo Yan turned and left.

Nima, my heart is so sad, the tears that have accumulated in my eyes for a long time can hardly be held back.

She had to find a place to cry a few words to vent.

"Trick me to leave after finishing talking?"

Leng Beichen spread out his long arms, and was about to imprison Mo Yan for a kiss, when Leng Siyan suddenly appeared.

"Brother Beichen, woo~~"

She threw herself into Leng Beichen's arms, sobbing while hugging him,
"Will there be a scar on my forehead? I'm so worried, woo~~"

Leng Beichen had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​being intimate with Mo Yan, and patted Leng Siyan's back with his big palm to comfort him,
"Don't worry, brother will find the best doctor for you and make sure there will be no scars."

Mo Yan paused, turned around slowly, and stared at the pair of people hugging each other.

Judging by his expression, he did not resent Leng Siyan's approach at all.

Could it be that Leng Siyan was the only woman he didn't need to disinfect?

A hint of self-mockery emerged from the corner of Mo Yan's mouth.

The moment she turned around, pearly tears rolled down her face.

After all, she was still sad.

She couldn't help but fell in love with the dog man, what should she do?