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

The strong wind is like a terrible whirlpool.

The pair of wings and long hair behind Mo Yan, like a group of demons dancing wildly, slammed into the big tree abruptly.

"Ahh~~" Mo Yan screamed again and again.

Fortunately, the pair of wings helped her buffer a lot from the wind.

While flying in the air, she caught a glimpse of herself flying straight towards Leng Beichen, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.

It's better to smash the big devil into meatloaf!
With him as a human cushion, I hope she won't get hurt too badly.

"Boom!" There was a loud crash.

The trunk of the big tree was shaken in various ways, and the dead leaves were falling down one after another.

Mo Yan was shaken to pieces, her internal organs almost came out.

She stared at her star pupils, unwilling to die.

why?
Obviously, he was about to hit the big devil.

At the critical moment, for some reason, he dodges, and she hits the tree trunk?

Leng Beichen's low laughter came from above, "Don't worry, you won't die."

Mo Yan closed her eyes annoyed, cold-blooded devil!
There is no pity between the lines in his words.

Leng Beichen's tall body bent slightly,

"However, you have turned into a butterfly with broken wings, and you look quite funny. You are very suitable to be a comedian."

He withdrew the wind power at the last moment, and supported her with the palm wind.

Therefore, even though Mo Yan was thrown high into the air, he did not suffer internal injuries.

As for not letting her fly into his arms, it was because he didn't want to have physical contact with other women.

Mo Yan bared her teeth, pain spreading all over her body.

She wanted to get up, but her legs and feet trembled in pain. She tried several times in a row, but she couldn't get up.

She couldn't believe it, "There was a strong wind just now, why is it calm now?"

Leng Beichen's low smile trembled in his chest,
"You're much more stupid than my woman. When my woman is cheated by me, she won't ask such stupid questions."

"Flyed by you? What do you mean?"

Mo Yan lay on the ground in embarrassment, feeling her head was stuck.

Suddenly, she found that Leng Beichen's clothes were intact.

His hairstyle was meticulous, not a single hair was blown out.

As for her, her clothes were messy, her hair was messed up, and there were still a few fallen leaves on her head.

The two people are obviously in the same environment, but the contrast is so sharp.

So weird!

Could it be that?
Her pupils tightened for a while, "Did you create that demonic wind just now?"

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't deny it, Mo Yan was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

No wonder he was decisive, no wonder he was so arrogant.

It turns out that he really is a big devil with superpowers.

Mo Yan really wanted to hit him.

He teased her, scared her half to death, and knocked her half to death.

If she doesn't avenge her, she is not a gentleman, and if she doesn't hit him, she won't be able to sleep today!
Mo Yan's small face was deliberately wrinkled into a ball, and she sobbed loudly,

"Oh, it hurts so much, I can't get up.

I don’t know if it’s a broken bone, or the internal organs are broken, woo woo~~”

"How can it be so serious?" Leng Beichen stretched out his long arms, "pull you up."

Mo Yan reached out to grab his big palm.

The soft fingertips that were blown cold by the wind slid across the man's warm palm.

Suddenly, between each other, an electric current surged up inexplicably.

Mo Yan's heart tightened for a moment, damn it!
Being touched by Gong Zheyan, I don't feel that way.

Leng Beichen frowned slightly, this feeling, why is it so similar to Mo Yan?
He was puzzled and distracted.

At some point, the woman took his hand and stood up.

He was about to withdraw his hand when suddenly there was a crisp "pop".

Leng Beichen Petrochemical was on the spot.

There was a burning pain on his handsome and flawless face.

He couldn't believe that he was actually slapped by a woman?

How dare this cowardly woman slap him?

In this life, only Mo Yan has slapped him, but there are other women who can slap him?

Mo Yan's slap made Leng Beichen suspicious of his life, and the anger in his chest suddenly shot up.

He grabbed Mo Yan's slender wrist,

"Woman, do you know what you're doing?"

Mo Yan shook her little hand and hit him, her hand hurt too, okay?

She burst into pear dimples,

"Oh, Mr. Leng, I was struggling to remember just now, I threw my hand too high with too much force, and I accidentally threw it on yours.

If you don't believe me, check the monitoring, I can't beat you on purpose.

You are so handsome and unrestrained, with a majestic tree facing the wind, majestic, personable, everyone loves you, and flowers bloom when you see them, who is willing to beat you? "

Leng Beichen's thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold straight line, "Believe you, I'm a fool."

He was so angry that he forgot that he was a fool.

Leng Beichen's arm jerked suddenly, and Mo Yan was pulled forward.

With a "boom", she fell headfirst onto the man's tough and strong chest.

There was a burst of pain from the tip of the nose that made people want to cry, and Mo Yan was annoyed.

She was about to fight him desperately when a woman's cry came from behind her,

"Brother, don't treat me like this."

Mo Yan shuddered, wanting to turn her head to see who was crying.

Suddenly, the back of his head tightened.

Leng Beichen clasped the back of her head with his big palm, and pressed it suddenly,
Caught off guard, Mo Yan's small face was pressed into Leng Beichen's neck.

"Boom!"

Her bright red soft mouth hit his neck.

Leng Beichen's eyes darkened, and the woman took the opportunity to kiss him?

Mo Yan was blocked by his neck and couldn't speak, so she could only "uh~~"

She wanted to raise her head, but Leng Beichen pressed her hard, forcing her face to be buried in his neck again.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Beichen held Mo Yan's small body tightly with his arms, and quickly led her behind the tree trunk.

Mo Yan was immediately covered by him between his tall body and the tree trunk, unable to move.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Shh!"

Leng Beichen made a silent gesture to signal her not to make noise.

Mo Yan didn't care, his hard shirt rubbed against her exposed skin, making her feel more painful.

She reached out and pushed him hard.

The little hand stretched out, but it was attached to his strong and elastic chest muscles.

The sound of a strong heartbeat immediately came from the palm of his hand.

It was as if there was an invisible electric current spreading from her palm to the four veins, penetrating into all the limbs.

Mo Yan hastily changed the position to push him, and pushed again with her little hand.

The palm was again attached to Leng Beichen's Bomei's abdominal muscles.

Leng Beichen frowned, and this woman took the opportunity to touch him in several places.

Can't tell, she's still a satyr mouse.

With a flip of his big palm, Mo Yan's restless little hand was imprisoned.

A male and female voice came from behind.

"Gong Mengxi, what exactly do you want? I have a girlfriend, so stop pestering me."

Gong Zheyan's voice?

Mo Yan calmed down and pricked up her ears.

Wasn't the Gong Mengxi he was talking about his sister?
She heard Gong Zheyan calling Gong Mengxi and knew she was his sister.

What the hell, my sister is pestering my brother?Isn't that messing around?

This thought made Mo Yan tremble in fright, and a thick layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms.

A chilly feeling all over the body.

She couldn't help but shrank into Leng Beichen's arms.

Gong Mengxi hugged Gong Zheyan's thin waist from the back, and pressed her body against his back,

"Brother, don't treat me like this, I will go crazy."

Probably because she was afraid of being heard, she suppressed and did not dare to cry loudly.

But the trembling sobs were heartbreaking.

Gong Zheyan felt the trembling of the woman behind him, so he softened his tone,
"Gong Mengxi, didn't you have a great time playing with others? Are you still pretending to come to me?"

Mo Yan groaned in her heart, Gong Zheyan's words sounded sour.

It appears they are entangled with each other.

Aren't they biological siblings?

"Brother, I only like you alone, and you know it very well."

"No need, I decided to be exclusive to my girlfriend... um~~"

Gong Mengxi stood on tiptoe, hooked Gong Zheyan's neck, and boldly kissed him.

Gong Zheyan pushed her away.

But she was like a vine, being pushed away and entangled by him, back and forth several times, indomitable.

The two finally kissed each other deeply.

Mo Yan was blocked by Leng Beichen, unable to see the screen.

But listening to their voices, she didn't need to look to guess what happened.

so awkward!
She wanted to ask Leng Beichen what to do, but when she raised her head, "Boom!"

Soft lips touched his delicate jaw again.

"Woman, I can't bear it anymore, you touch me and kiss me again, can't a Gong Zheyan satisfy you?"

Leng Beichen hit his head with an angry voice...