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

Mo Yan's little heart rose up, and her little body tensed up nervously, as if facing a formidable enemy.

She knew that she might be sensitive, and there might not be anyone outside the door.

But uncontrollably, the ruthless and vigorous image of Leng Beichen on the hospital bed automatically appeared in front of her eyes.

The previous fear and pain made her legs and feet weak unconsciously.

There was a smell of smoke.

She caught a cold, her throat was sensitive, and she coughed a few times due to the smoke.

"So, there is really a man outside the door?"

Should I open the door to check, or should I just lock the door upside down?

That terrible dream flashed through my mind.

If Leng Beichen gets sick physically, the other personality will be wiped out.

Mo Yan knew that her thinking was absurd, but she would rather believe it.

Gritting her teeth, she suddenly opened the door.

The tip of my heart shrank severely.

It's really him!

Leng Beichen's tall and slender body leaned against the wall, with one hand in his trouser pocket.

One long leg stretched across the aisle with no place to rest, and the other leg was bent.

There was a lighted cigarette between his thin lips.

The lingering white smoke made his handsome and perfect face flickering, keeping secrets.

be cheated!
Doesn't he look like he was vomiting blood due to a serious illness?

Mo Yan angrily closed the door with all her strength.

The moment the door closed, a big slender white hand was suddenly stuck in the crack of the door.

The door panel clamped his palm tightly.

"Hiss!" Mo Yan's heart contracted tightly, it hurts!

He must be in pain, right?

Leng Beichen just blocked the door from closing, but didn't go in.

He blocked the door with one hand, held the cigarette butt in the other, and continued to puff, exuding an aura that strangers should not get close to.

He smoked hard, as if trying to suck all the nicotine into his body to suppress his monstrous rage.

Before long, the ground was littered with cigarette butts.

Seeing the noble and wicked man appearing out of nowhere, several maids rushed over to dissuade him.

"Sir, smoking is not allowed here, the young master will be unhappy when he comes back."

Leng Beichen didn't even lift his eyelids, he snorted coldly,

"Whether he's happy or not."

On his ingeniously handsome face, there was an extremely frightening sternness and coldness, which scared the maids back to the side and kept silent.

Mo Yan knew that as long as he didn't want to leave, no one could drive him away.

She didn't argue with Leng Beichen, so she had to let him stop her from closing the door.

But she couldn't smell so much smoke, so she opened the window to ventilate and looked down inadvertently.

This is the second floor, and the lawn is under the window.

Jump out of the window?

An order to escape flashed through her mind.

Must have been freaked out by him.

Mo Yan dragged his heavy legs and finally climbed up the window sill.

When the night wind blew, her forehead suddenly ached again.

All of a sudden, all the negativity and pessimism came to mind.

It was as if a voice was calling her, "Let's jump, after you dance, everything will be over."

Mo Yan's nasal cavity was sore.

Yes, it is also good to be free.

"Grandpa and mother have not heard from each other, maybe they are already waiting to be reunited with me in heaven."

With a heartbeat, she closed her eyes and jumped forward.
Strange, why is there no weightless feeling of falling as imagined?

There was a familiar warmth and the smell of tobacco.

Immediately afterwards, she was hugged tightly.

The man's jaw touched her forehead, "Don't jump, you will get hurt."

His voice was startlingly hoarse.

Mo Yan suppressed her restless heart, opened her eyes,

"Dog man, is that you? Are you here to say goodbye to me? But I'm ashamed to see you."

Tears rolled down one by one like broken pearls.

"You also feel ashamed to see me?" Leng Beichen's black eyes were scarlet.

He diverted the tiger away from the mountain and got Su Haoran away just to settle accounts with her.

Not only did she do so many things wrong, she divorced him and humiliated him.

These are enough to sentence her to death.

However, as soon as he saw that she was about to jump off the building, all the hatred in his mind instantly collapsed.

He really thought he was really schizophrenic.

At least in this way, he can be a real Leng Boshe.

"It's me." He admitted.

At this moment, he is willing to be the dog man in her heart.

With complicated emotions, Mo Yan reached out and hugged him.

Hugging him very tightly, I was afraid that he would really disappear like in the dream, disappearing into ashes and smoke.

"I had a dream. I dreamed of you. You got out of his body and said goodbye to me."

Leng Beichen, "."

Facing the sentimental Mo Yan, he couldn't be indifferent.

His slender fingers hooked the tip of her small nose,

"Since you like me, why do you want to divorce?"

"I'm afraid of him."

Mo Yan shivered, "He's different from you, he's fierce, inhuman, and a devil."

Leng Beichen, "..." He had to suspect that the woman in his arms was suffering from schizophrenia.

If you were really afraid of him, how could you force him to sign a support agreement?
Didn't she think of the consequences of angering him?
Leng Beichen touched Mo Yan's forehead, and the pain in his heart became severe again.

It turned out that she was really sick, and the fever had not completely subsided.

"You still have a fever, go to bed and rest first."

Mo Yan shook her little head, "I'm afraid that you will disappear as soon as I close my eyes."

"Then I will take you away, we will not separate."

Leng Beichen hugged Mo Yan, a princess, and walked outside the door.

Mo Yan was unwilling to go to his manor, so Leng Beichen had no choice but to take her to his hotel.

He is like a 24-year-old husband who feeds her medicine and puts bath water for her.

Although Mo Yan was very tired, he turned into Leng Beichen's follower, unwilling to part with him for a moment.

She was terrified that this was the last time she would see him.

Wherever he went, she followed him.

Leng Beichen smiled, a rare smile, enough to fascinate thousands of men, women and children.

The haze in his heart, facing such a well-behaved Mo Yan, he had to suppress everything first.

"Hey, let's take a hot bath to help you physically cool down."

"You still understand this?" Mo Yan let him put her in the pool.

"What is this? I am the father of two little babies."

Leng Beichen bowed his head and pecked Mo Yan Guangjie's forehead a few times, extremely gentle.

It was only when Leng Beichen saw the bruises on Mo Yan's body that he realized how beastly he was.

There was not a single piece of normal skin on her body.

He rubbed the shower gel for her very lightly, fearing that if he accidentally exerted too much strength, it would cause her pain.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Mo Yan curled up in Leng Beichen's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

She firmly believes that he is a dog man and will not hurt her.

This night, they embraced and slept together, more warm than ever.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mo Yan opened her eyes and her mind was very clear.

The room was dark.

The curtains were drawn so tightly that she couldn't judge the time, but there was silence all around, and she estimated that it was still dark.

The man's light breath sprayed against her ears like a feather.

She leaned against his strong and muscular arm, skin-to-skin with him, while his other perfectly lined arm was trapped around her slender waist.

"Leng Beichen? Leng Boss? Dog man?" Mo Yan called softly a few times.

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't respond, a silver needle flashed on Mo Yan's fingertips.

Light white jade fingers made light gestures on Leng Beichen's firm chest a few times, she raised her fingers, and was about to pierce into his heart.

"Crack!" sound.

The light was turned on, and the room was suddenly brightly lit.

The harsh light made Mo Yan close her eyes instinctively.

The next moment, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, the imposing manner of a large army surrounded her, like a heavenly soldier,

"Don't move, put up your hands."