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

When four lips touched, Mo Yan's mind went blank.

Leng Beichen's kiss was as usual, overbearing to the extreme.

The back of Mo Yan's head was firmly held by his big palm, and there was no escape.

She could only obediently surrender to his surging passionate kiss.
There was a burst of applause all around, and the bodyguards all applauded.

"Young master, you are so good at subduing women, you are indeed our boss."

Mo Yan was speechless.

Submissive ass!

Is it good to show them the acting?

In order to protect the face of his boss, it was she who suffered.

The bodyguards all got into the car consciously, leaving this sweet moment to the two of them.

All around became quiet.

In addition to the whistling of the wind, there is the sound of two people kissing passionately and saliva intertwining.

Blown by the night wind, Mo Yan regained consciousness.

Everyone is gone, who else will he play for?
She put her hand on Leng Beichen's shoulder to push him away.

Leng Beichen suddenly retracted his long arms, confining her even tighter.

Mo Yan was pressed tightly against his tough chest, and suddenly felt a pain in front of her body.

Mo Yan was annoyed and kicked him.

When Leng Beichen's long legs opened and closed, they easily caught her attacking slender legs.

The posture of the two suddenly became more ambiguous, and their bodies were tightly attached to each other.

Being too close to him, Mo Yan uncontrollably recalled the heart-piercing scene in the hospital.

Every cell in her body resisted and struggled.

Leng Beichen saw that the woman was being disobedient, so he sucked it hard.

Mo Yan's facial features huddled together in pain.

"It hurts, you know?

You... your kissing skills are too bad, don't kiss me in the future. "

Leng Beichen hooked his lips evilly,
"Kissing skills are not enough, work hard to make up.

I will practice with you every day in the future until you are satisfied. "

"."

Mo Yan was determined not to go on like this, and had to have a serious talk with Leng Beichen.

"Mr. Leng, what exactly do you want? I have fully cooperated with you and given you enough face."

"We're already divorced. Now we just need to follow the steps I've built for you and separate, and we'll be settled."

"Our marriage was originally a scam, why should we get entangled again?"

"." Leng Beichen's eyes turned scarlet.

The woman slept with him, but she didn't miss him at all.

So special, ruthless!

Anyway, the person he Leng Beichen wanted to keep would never let her escape.

"If you separate from me, the ISIR organization will send other more powerful killers to carry out the task.

It's like, you personally pushed me into a dead end. "

Mo Yan's heart trembled, why didn't she think of this level?
It turned out that Leng Beichen refused to let her go because he was concerned about his life and death.

In this way, his strange obsession with her can be explained.

"You have so many bodyguards, shouldn't you be afraid?" She asked weakly.

She knew she was asking too much.

Who is not afraid of death?

No matter how good Leng Beichen's martial arts are, it's easy to hide with an open spear and hard to defend against a hidden arrow.

If he really died because of her, Mo Yan couldn't bear it.

Leng Beichen snorted in his heart.

He is not afraid of ISIR organizations, shit killers, one by one.

He originally wanted to find clues from Mo Yan and wipe out the ISIR organization.

But now it seems that Mo Yan has really lost his memory, and there is no clue at all.

So in fact, Mo Yan doesn't have much use value for him.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to be dumped by Mo Yan, or because he refuses to admit his love for her.

Anyway, he just wants to keep her by his side now.

Leng Beichen clenched his teeth, and struggled to utter a word,

"afraid!"

In order to keep her, he also worked hard.

Even his arrogant dignity was involved.

"You mean, we still have to pretend to be affectionate, to trick the ISIR organization, and let them connect with me as soon as possible?"

Mo Yan is serious about this matter.

Since she promised Interpol to be an undercover agent, she didn't want to lose to others.

Leng Beichen's long eyelashes trembled,
"Why do you have to pretend? You really love me, which is more convincing for them."

Mo Yan laughed angrily,
"Mr. Leng, do you think I'm stupid?

If I loved you to death, ISIR would never come to me again.

Are they not afraid that I will betray them because of love? "

Besides, it's too difficult to make me like the person who treats me cruelly!
Mo Yan didn't say the latter sentence.

Every time she thought of Leng Beichen cheating on her feelings, sending her to prison with his own hands, and even raping her, she couldn't stop the hatred in her heart from surging.

She knew that he had his position, and she had what she deserved.

However, she blamed him.

This is the shackles deep in her heart that cannot be untied.

Leng Beichen was choked up by Mo Yan's analysis and couldn't argue.

Her logic is right.

Mo Yan raised her chin arrogantly,
"Since this is the case, then from now on, you pretend to chase me, pretend to love me to death.

But I, just don't take the bait, and treat you as if you are far away.

In this way, the ISIR organization will definitely be able to come to me and let me attack you when you are distracted. "

Leng Beichen, "." This woman still has a bit of a head.

Mo Yan smiled playfully, "It's such a happy decision."

After confirming the way to go in the future, she felt a burst of relief in body and mind.

Leng Beichen compromised.

In this way, at least in the short term, she will not make any more troubles.

"The two agreements remain as usual."

"Okay." Mo Yan was melancholy.

After making a fuss for a long time, we stayed where we were.

She was just worried that her mental illness would break out early.

"I have a request."

Mo Yan didn't forget to repay her kindness, "My younger sister Wan Xiaoyue, whom I just recognized, needs a job."

Leng Beichen raised her delicate chin, bowed his head and pecked at her lips,
"Let her be a clerk with a monthly salary of [-]."

Mo Yan knew that this was already a privileged treatment.

Wan Xiaoyue has no academic qualifications and no work experience. Being able to work in Leng's Group with a monthly salary of more than [-] yuan, Leng Beichen has given her a lot of face.

"Why did you kiss me again? No one is an audience now." Mo Yan turned her face away.

In good conscience, she likes his superficial kiss.

She was just worried that she would fall headlong into it and die if she couldn't distinguish reality.

Leng Beichen smiled softly,
"You said that you want me to love you to death. How can I find the feeling if I don't kiss you more?"

Back at the residence, Mo Yan was holding Wan Xiaoyue and was about to enter the house.
Leng Beichen's tall body roguely blocked the door.

His proud long legs lay across the door, preventing them from entering.

"This is our love nest, who allows you to bring someone to stay overnight?"

Mo Yan was so angry that Wan Xiaoyue was not allowed to live here, so could it be that she was allowed to sleep on the street?

Her pretty little face tensed,
"Leng Beichen, it's off work time, who is the boss?"

Leng Beichen's eyes darkened, "You."

Mo Yan felt refreshed, and the feeling of suppressing him was indescribable.

"So, you, don't you, get out of the way?"

"Sister, it's better not to embarrass Mr. Leng. I am already grateful for Mr. Leng's willingness to give me the opportunity to work."

Wan Xiaoyue behaved so well-behaved that people like Leng Beichen who didn't know how to write "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" didn't have the nerve to be mean to her.

Therefore, he chased people away with unprecedented politeness,
"That's right, what month is that, you hurry up and don't be a light bulb for me and women."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched violently, just as she was about to continue arguing with Leng Beichen, Wan Xiaoyue suddenly screamed.

She seemed to have stumbled and plunged into Leng Beichen's arms.

"Tear" sound.

Wan Xiaoyue's clothes were hooked by the doorknob, and the front of the clothes suddenly opened completely.

The fullness wrapped in lace comes out immediately.

Seeing that she was about to fall into Leng Beichen's arms, Wan Xiaoyue couldn't help laughing wildly in her heart.

Leng Beichen stared blankly, right?
He didn't expect that her figure hidden under the maid's uniform was so impressive, right?
Which man can refuse the poor little white flower that automatically throws himself into his arms?