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

Mo Yan and the two little ones were put in a hotel by Leng Beichen.

The two little ones were tired from playing, and fell asleep as soon as they arrived at the hotel, and were placed in the inner room of the presidential suite by Leng Beichen.

"Honey, I'm going to buy you dinner." Leng Beichen left the hotel room.

Mo Yan was surprised that Leng Beichen wanted to buy dinner in person?

Can't the hotel deliver food to your door?

She took advantage of Leng Beichen to leave and sneaked to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test stick.

Seeing the true two red bars on the pregnancy test stick, Mo Yan was both excited and hesitant.

The baby came at a bad time.

It is very difficult for her to live alone with three babies.

But she doesn't want to give up the baby.

"This time, the baby may be a little princess who looks exactly like me."

Mo Yan imagined a miniature version of herself and laughed out loud.

Leaning on the bed, Mo Yan couldn't help browsing some videos about parenting on the Internet.
Leng Beichen pushed the door open and came in. Seeing Mo Yan wiping tears, he quickly walked to her side, took her hand,

"Honey, you haven't seen me for a while, and you just think about me so much that you cry?"

Mo Yan sniffed, "You are the thickest-skinned person I have ever met."

She just saw a video of an unwed mother.

During the hardships and hesitation, she seemed to be there personally, and she was so uncomfortable that she burst into tears.

The look in the eyes of the child longing for his father in the video has been floating in Mo Yan's mind, lingering and lingering.

What a pity!

Her determination to leave Leng Beichen began to waver.

Maybe, we should give each other another chance?
Yes, she can't be so selfish, at least she should consider the baby's future.

"Hey!" Mo Yan sighed.

"Why are you crying and sighing?" Leng Beichen cupped Mo Yan's small face in his big palm.

Mo Yan knew in her heart that she was probably suffering from pregnancy depression.

Worrying about gains and losses, I became cowardly in my heart, afraid of the difficulties that single mothers would face.

Leng Beichen bowed his head and gently kissed away her tears,
"If I'm not thick-skinned, can I let your frigidity have sex with me?" Can you conceive a baby?
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, he secretly laughed in his heart.

Mo Yan huddled in Leng Beichen's arms obediently, motionless.

She was surprised that she had always resisted his approach before.

But this time, he just kissed her on the face, why did he feel very fond of her and comfortable?
She looked up at the man who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The resolute and delicate jaw, the tight and shaped thin lips, and the high bridge of the nose are simply works of art bestowed by God.

His thin crimson lips looked extremely sexy at the moment, making her mouth dry for a while.

Mo Yan quickly lowered her head and buried her small face in Leng Beichen's chest.

The desire to kiss him deeply grew in her mind for no reason, which made her very uncomfortable.

Leng Beichen's warm body temperature was transmitted through the layer of fabric of the shirt.

His strong heartbeat filled her cochlea.

shameful.

She was actually full of thoughts about doing unspeakable things with him.

How could this be?
Mo Yan took her own pulse, it should be progesterone causing trouble.

Probably her hormone secretion is usually low, and she doesn't have too many needs in that area, so she becomes "sexually frigid".

But after pregnancy, hormone levels changed, which made her want to be close to him.

Leng Beichen saw that Mo Yan didn't hate him like before, but instead nestled in his heart like a docile kitten.

He raised her little face happily.

Mo Yan's little heart was bouncing violently.

Is he going to kiss her?

She couldn't help closing her eyes, waiting for Leng Beichen to grab her lips.

Waiting for his usual, strong and domineering deep kiss.

However, after waiting for a long time, let alone a deep kiss, there was not even a superficial kiss.

"Baby, be hungry, let's eat, I bought your favorite dishes."

Leng Beichen let go of her and opened the lunch box.

Mo Yan smelled the aroma of the food, but felt nauseous again, and hurried to the bathroom.

Leng Beichen was at a loss and hurriedly followed her to pat her on the back.

"Baby, gastroenteritis can be big or small, or I'll help you see a doctor."

He vomited again before Dimi had eaten. He was worried that Mo Yan's health would collapse if he continued like this, so he had to gently remind him.

Mo Yan shook her head again and again, wouldn't she just let the doctor go when she saw the doctor?

"You forgot, I'm a doctor, and I can handle it myself."

Don't eat the big ones, but also have to eat the small ones, otherwise her malnutrition is not good for the baby, she understands this truth.

Mo Yan suppressed the discomfort and took a few mouthfuls of food.

Leng Beichen waited on her very attentively, picking up vegetables and wiping her mouth. He had no airs at all, and he was more careless than a small follower.

Mo Yan almost had the illusion that he is the best man in the world.

After eating, Mo Yan was going to take a bath, and Leng Beichen followed behind.

Mo Yan blushed, "Mr. Leng, have you made the mistake of wanting to be a bathhouse worker again?"

Leng Beichen walked into the bathroom and turned on the water for her.

"From now on, don't take a shower. If you slip and fall, it will be troublesome. It's still safe to take a bath."

Mo Yan didn't refute, he was right to remind her that she should pay attention to safety.

But, how did he remind all the points?
Could it be that he doubted it?

Mo Yan tentatively probed,
"Mr. Leng, why do I feel that you have changed? You were not so careful before."

Leng Beichen continued to turn on the water to test the water temperature, pretending to be an understatement,

"I have reflected on myself. I should care about you more. Are you happy?"

Mo Yan, "."

She didn't deny it, and it felt good to be taken care of by him.

She began to unbutton her coat.

Turning around, Leng Beichen saw Mo Yan's clothes falling to the ground, and her shiny white body boldly blooming in front of him.

His fair cheeks were slightly red, "I'm going out, you wash slowly."

Looking at Leng Beichen's back as he walked out of the bathroom, Mo Yan felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

She could vividly remember how keen he was to help her bath before.

Is it because he has a new love, love the new and dislike the old?
There was a bitterness on Mo Yan's lips.

She was bewildered.

For the sake of the baby, should she save him, or continue to push him into Leng Siyan's arms?
After taking a shower, Mo Yan came out of the bathroom and found Leng Beichen waiting at the door of the bathroom.

"I'll blow your hair for you."

Although Leng Beichen was clumsy when blowing his hair, he was more patient than ever.

Mo Yan silently enjoyed his care.

I don't know how long this kind of warmth can last, maybe it will end anytime, anywhere.

After drying her hair, Leng Beichen carried Mo Yan to the bed and covered her with the quilt.

He bent down, his handsome face slowly approached Mo Yan.

The hot breath sprayed on her little face.

You don't have to guess, you know what he wants to do.

Mo Yan closed her eyes and followed her heart. Instead of resisting, she was a little excited.

The crazy scene of them in the car last night came to mind.

At that time, he was like an insatiable devil, wanting again and again, asking for nothing.

Mo Yan gently touched her lower abdomen, is it possible to have that kind of life during pregnancy?

Leng Beichen's breathing seemed to be quickening.

The sound of the heartbeat filled the cochlea, and Mo Yan's heart became more and more restless