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

Mo Yan understands Leng Beichen's situation, and even more knows that he has provoked public anger and is in danger.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses.

She burst into dimples, "Mr. Leng, what a coincidence."

Leng Beichen's Xuanhan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up with bloodlust,

"I heard that you hate me?"

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Mo Yan swallowed her saliva.

In fact, they were about to separate, so it was really not appropriate to offend Leng Beichen.

How could his level of ferocity be compared to that of Qin Guiyue?

At this time, if she is still playing high, I'm afraid her life will be lost.

After narrowly escaping from the sulfuric acid, Mo Yan felt that it is better to cherish life.

She licks her little face,

"Oh! I hate you—"

The next second, "I mean, you are likable, you can never get tired of watching it, and you are simply annoying."

Mo Yan couldn't see it, Wan Xiaoyue's complexion changed as she was waiting to see a good show, and fierceness flashed in her eyes.

And the bodyguards looked arrogant, and the young mistress's modest attitude was right.

The smog on Leng Beichenjun's face dissipated, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted,
"I knew you ran away to get my attention."

Mo Yan, "." Could he not pretend to be smart?

This time, she made up her mind to separate from him and forget the personality that was imprinted in her heart.

Forget Leng Beichen in her heart, maybe her mental illness can be cured.

Leng Beichen poked Mo Yan's forehead with his slender fingers,

"Can you not be so naive in the future? If you like me, just say so."

Mo Yan, does "." make people tell the truth?

All she likes is that non-existent personality, he really doesn't understand?
Leng Beichen stretched out his long arms, grabbed her small hand and stroked his red and swollen face.

There is even a hint of coquettish taste in the tone,

"Because of you, I became ugly, and you have to take responsibility."

Mo Yan, "." Is he playing amnesia again?

She remembered that they broke up, and he made it difficult for her to buy his underwear, and then slapped himself for her.

She was moved and planned to give up revenge, but it didn't mean that she wanted to be nice to him.

Besides, doesn't he hate her too?

Mo Yan glanced at the bodyguards on the side.

They all hoped that Leng Beichen would suppress her.

Mo Yan decided to save Leng Beichen's face,

"Mr. Leng, I promise to be responsible for you, and help you restore your face without any redness."

"Don't fix it, make it up."

Leng Beichen poked his thin lips with his slender fingers, expressing her kiss.

Mo Yan, "." How could he push forward?

She made it very clear on the phone just now.

In the future, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road.

Seeing Mo Yan sticking like a log, Leng Beichen was furious.

Even if he used all means to coerce and lure her, he still had to force her to submit and let her take the initiative.

Leng Beichen suddenly bowed his head and clung to Mo Yan's ear.

The deep voice swept away the coquettish tone just now, and entered her cochlea full of danger,

"You have to kiss if you want to, and you have to kiss if you don't want to.

With so many eyes watching, I was dumped by a woman on the spot, how can I be their boss in the future?

I lost face, and you don't want to have a good life in the future. "

Mo Yan, "." It turns out that his heart is like a mirror.

But even if she took care of his face, she couldn't just kiss him casually.

Suddenly, her scalp felt numb, and her cheeks burned instantly.

Leng Beichen actually caught her ear pinna between his thin lips.

His masculine breath sprayed against her ears, making her little heart throb uncontrollably.

Men's threats didn't stop,
"I want you to take the initiative, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Mo Yan closed her eyes angrily.

Every time Leng Beichen opened his mouth, it made her feel very angry.

He never changed.

overbearing!Unruly!Extremely arrogant!

Do not give others any way out.

Mo Yan pursed her lips, caught in a dilemma.

She has made up her mind to forget him.

Now kissing in public again, what does it look like?
She took a deep breath, suppressing her irritation.

In order to save myself, go all out!
Life is like a play, and IQ is not enough, so I can only make up for it with acting skills.

These days, those who can survive are all actors.

Her little hands fumbled through Leng Beichen's straight suit, pretending to be a little pervert who ate his tofu,
"Mr. Leng, I love you so much, I can't live without you.

Shall we remarry? "

Leng Beichen's long and straight eyelashes trembled heavily.

Knowing she was lying.

But when he heard it, he felt that the silent blood was revived, and the blood was rolling.

Before he could respond, Mo Yan suddenly screamed "Ah".

Immediately, she staggered and took a few steps back.

When the bodyguards saw it, shit!

The young master is so good that he actually pushed the woman away.

Leng Beichen was about to reach out to pull her, but Mo Yan fell to the ground automatically with a "plop".

"President Leng, please, don't push me away."

Her tears rolled down "bababata".

Leng Beichen's face suddenly darkened.

Damn it!He was actually played by a woman.

She is writing and directing her own solo show.

That's right, Mo Yan wanted everyone to witness that she was kicked away by Leng Beichen.

She wanted everyone to know that it was Leng Beichen who didn't want her.

In this way, Leng Beichen couldn't force her to kiss in public.

Mo Yan got up from the ground and approached Leng Beichen again,

"President Leng, please forgive me, I won't make you unhappy again in the future.

I hurt you before, and now I regret it, can you give me another chance? "

Leng Beichen's chest heaved with anger, and his handsome face was so cold that a layer of frost could be scraped off.

play!It can be played vigorously.

"what!"

As soon as Mo Yan got close to Leng Beichen, before he touched him, he immediately screamed again and bounced away by himself.

In the tears of outsiders, she was kicked away by Leng Beichen just like she was alive, and fell to the ground again.

Mo Yan got up again, looking heartbroken,
"Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, since you are determined to break up with me, I won't pester you anymore."

All the lines are performed.

Mo Yan turned around and walked towards Wan Xiaoyue who was looking confused.

The joy in her heart, she was extremely proud.

Now Leng Beichen finally has nothing to say, right?
It not only saves his face, but also allows them to break up smoothly.

She turned out to be a compound talent integrating director, screenwriter and actor.

Just after taking two steps, her small body froze.

Leng Beichen's powerful long arms wrapped around her slender waist.

Mo Yan frowned, what else was he thinking?
She gave him enough face, now that he kicked her, he won't be ashamed.

She turned around angrily, "Mr. Leng, you still..."

"I forgive you." Leng Beichen smiled wickedly.

Mo Yan, "." Who wants him to forgive?

Leng Beichen rolled his long arms and pulled her into his arms.

His long fingers lifted her jaw,

"Since you begged so hard, let's start again.

After all, children are so old. "

Mo Yan wanted to cry.

What age is it, for the sake of the children, can you still make do with it?

"Mr. Leng, don't wrong yourself. Really, don't forgive me."

Mo Yan was almost crying, pleading in her heart,
Let go, let her go.

If you can't be soft, just be tough, she simply lowered her voice to threaten him,

"If you are still entangled, don't blame me for taking revenge to the end."

Leng Beichen's eyes darkened,
"Okay, let's carry love to the end."

He suddenly lowered his head and bit her stubborn lips.