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

The more Mo Yan couldn't guess, the more she wanted to know who the woman he valued so much was.

She turned her eyes and sat beside Leng Beichen to say what he said,
"Mr. Leng, the red lip marks on your face are so pretty.

What brand and color is this lipstick, I will buy one later. "

"Want lipstick?" Leng Beichen dialed out the phone,

"Send me all the colors of the lipsticks on your counter, my woman has taken a fancy to them."

Mo Yan, "."

"But I just want to know the color number of that lip print on your face.

How about you tell me the owner of this lip print, and I'll ask myself? "

Leng Beichen could tell that Mo Yan's drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Want to know which woman kissed him, isn't he jealous?
"In the trash can."

He happily pointed to the trash can next to the sofa, and he didn't intend to hide it from her.

"What?" Mo Yan thought she had heard wrong.

The trash can is so small, not to mention hiding a woman, not even a baby.

She stooped to look into the trash can, and I'll go.

The trash can is empty, only a tube of big-name lipstick lying alone.

Mo Yan reached out to take out the lipstick, the corner of her mouth twitched violently,
"Leng Beichen, you drew a lip print on your face? What kind of special habit is this?"

Leng Beichen poked her forehead with his slender fingers,
"I don't do that, can you learn to be jealous?"

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Mo Yan was laughed angrily, "You deliberately planted yourself, making me think that a woman kissed you?"

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't deny it, Mo Yan stood up and wanted to leave.

"Mr. Leng, I think you are too idle, hurry back to work in the company!"

Before she finished speaking, her wrist tightened, and Leng Beichen's big palm clasped her.

The next moment, she was suddenly pulled and fell onto the sofa.

The shadow quickly enveloped her, and Leng Beichen's tall body forcefully pressed her onto the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yan reached out and touched his strong chest.

The hot body temperature was quickly transmitted to her fingertips through a layer of shirt fabric.

The electric current fled in all directions, penetrating into the limbs and bones.

Mo Yan quickly let go of her hand and stopped touching him, Leng Beichen's tough body immediately pressed her tightly.

"It's all right, what's going on all of a sudden?" Mo Yan became angry from embarrassment.

Leng Beichen hooked his lips evilly,
"It's you who said, my pain, you have to stop the pain for me."

"What hurts?"

Suddenly, Mo Yan understood, her little face blushed quickly,
"Why are you so perverted?
You can imagine what I just said casually, why don't you become a screenwriter? "

"What you say casually can make me hurt. If you mean it, I won't be hurt to death?"

Leng Beichen stepped forward unceremoniously, and kissed Mo Yan's small face with her sexy thin lips.

"You make it up to me."

The breath from the thin lips sprayed on Mo Yan's small face, breathing intertwined.

Mo Yan couldn't move, there was no other way, and she wanted to just perfunctory to escape.

She cupped his handsome face in her hands,
"Kiss you, let me go now.

I still have a mission. The Interpol and the Tiancheng Police have cooperated, and they want me to follow Ms. He. "

Before Leng Beichen could respond, Mo Yan tilted her little head slightly, and gave a quick "paw" on his thin lips.

Leng Beichen savored the kiss like a touch of water carefully, and suppressed the upward hook at the corner of his mouth, "It's too perfunctory."

His slender fingers poked at her forehead again,
"Be affectionate."

Mo Yan, "." Sister Ren!
Damn, she is so affectionate, she really doesn't know how to do it.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, recalling the eyes of the heroes and heroines in those TV dramas.

After brewing her emotions, she raised her eyelids and met Leng Beichen's eyes.

Why did Mao look at him, and the urge to tear him apart appeared in his mind?

Bewitched by that impulse, Mo Yan's hand touched Leng Beichen's flawless handsome face a few times, and suddenly, her pale jade fingers squeezed hard.

hiss~~

Leng Beichen was delighted to enjoy the touch of her soft palm, when he came suddenly, the pain made him gasp.

"Is this your tenderness?"

Mo Yan was so happy in her heart, "Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, twisting the mouth is falling in love with love."

As she spoke, she opened her small mouth slightly, and held Leng Beichen's thin crimson lips.

The four lips pressed together, and the temperature between the lips quickly became scorching hot.

The pain on Leng Beichen's face instantly disappeared a lot.

He didn't want to be superficial, so he took the initiative to pry open her lips and teeth, chasing and pestering her.

He kissed for eternity, until he squeezed her breath dry and heard her begging for mercy in a low voice, he reluctantly withdrew.

Mo Yan touched the lips that were numb and swollen from his kiss, and pressed down the little heart that was jumping around like a deer, pretending to be indifferent,

"Can I go?"

"No, I still hurt." Leng Beichen grabbed her little hand and pressed it down.

"what?"

The special touch made Mo Yan's scalp burst.

"Leng Beichen, you are shameless!"

She obviously wanted to yell.

But when he opened his mouth, his voice became inexplicably soft, and it sounded like he was being coquettish.

Mo Yan's face was so hot that it could boil an egg.

Leng Beichen was delighted to hear it, his low laughter trembled in his chest,
"The black gold card is in my pocket, and many people miss it.

If you are not careful and fall into the hands of other women, the consequences will be severe."

As soon as Leng Beichen's thin lips opened, his magnetic low hoarse voice made every word he uttered bewitching,
"I suggest you, not, too, be, moved."

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Mo Yan closed her eyes annoyed, he was threatening her with a black gold card.

"Mr. Leng, it will be dark in three hours.

It's not too difficult for you to keep the black gold card until night, right?

I'm not used to this kind of place. "

Leng Beichen pressed the tip of his tongue to his lower cheek wantonly,

"It's very difficult. Even if I agree, my second brother will rebel. Can't you feel the difficulty?"

Mo Yan's small face was wrinkled into a ball, could she not understand?
The frightening feeling transmitted from the palm of her hand made her almost unable to control her restless heart.

While speaking, Mo Yan's body lightened, and Leng Beichen sat up.

Mo Yan was overjoyed, and was about to run away, when suddenly, her body felt cold.

Clothes fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, she was lifted onto Leng Beichen's lap.

The big palm moved on her delicate agar-like back, lighting fires everywhere.

"Hey, today, just here, complete the transaction of the black gold card."

Leng Beichen's handsome face was flushed with evil charm, and his deep black eyes were full of lustful fire.

Mo Yan felt parched and his whole body was on fire.

No matter how indifferent she was, it was also difficult for her to bear such a monstrous entanglement from a man.

"I have a psychological shadow."

Thin strands of sweat ooze from Mo Yan's forehead, and her whole body is tense like a fully drawn bow.

"I promise to be gentle."

Leng Beichen's kisses fell densely on her cheeks, swan neck
Mo Yan was helplessly carried to the massage table, and her mind gradually became dizzy
"Bang bang!" There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Sister Mo Yan, help me." Wan Xiaoyue's cry came.

Mo Yan was shocked, and stretched out her hand to push the man on her body suddenly.

"Xiaoyue seems to have an accident, I'm going to take a look."

Leng Beichen was immersed in a fairy-like feeling.

Caught off guard by Mo Yan's push, he almost fell off the 1.2-meter-wide massage bed.

Someone's rosy handsome face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye,

"Mo Yan, is it important for me or her?

We are all like this, can we stop halfway? "

"Didn't you hear her calling for help? How could I refuse to save her?"

Mo Yan jumped to the ground, quickly picked up the clothes and put them on.

One side of the eyes, facing Shang Leng Beichen's angry and wronged black eyes,
Suppressing her smile, she solemnly reminded,
"Mr. Leng, you've already made out, remember to cash in your black gold card."

Leng Beichen, "." Can this be counted?

Wan Xiaoyue shouted loudly outside the door.

Mo Yan reminded Leng Beichen to put on her bathrobe quickly, and she hurriedly opened the door.

"What can she do? The bathing center has a very complete security system."

Leng Beichen was very reluctant, but there was nothing he could do with her, so he went into the bathroom angrily.

Mo Yan opened the door, Wan Xiaoyue rushed up in a panic,

"Sister Mo Yan, save me!"