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

Mo Yan's thoughts were confused.

Leng Beichen and everyone who met Mrs. Leng thought she was Mrs. Leng Mo Yan.

So, as long as she is willing, she is Mrs. Leng, Mo Yan?
"what!"

Her five fingers suddenly clenched the quilt tightly, and her small body was instantly tensed like a bow stretched to the extreme.

The little face was bleeding profusely.

The sudden pain brought back Mo Yan's illusory thoughts.

"Leng Beichen, you... how dare you..."

Unexpectedly, Leng Beichen made a sudden move.

She couldn't feel how much he loved her, but only felt that all his blood was for that young lady, Mo Yan, and it had nothing to do with her.

Mo Yan had a sore nose, and her grievance overflowed her chest.

Tears ran from the corners of his eyes and rolled onto the pillowcase.

"Mo Yan, baby, don't cry, is it because we haven't done it for a long time, does it hurt?"

Leng Beichen's voice was shockingly hoarse at this moment.

Mo Yan was heartbroken, too long?
They simply never do good or bad.

Mo Yan's long eyelashes covered with drops of water kept trembling, so angry!

He really completely regarded her as Mrs. Leng, Mo Yan.

I don't know where the bloodiness comes from, but Mo Yan Zhengzheng's arrogance rises resolutely.

What a fucking substitute, Miss Ben is wrong!
Mo Yan put her hand on Leng Beichen's shoulder, trying to push him away.
"Leng Beichen! You..." Get lost!

Before she could utter the word "scroll", she saw Leng Beichen's appearance.

The heartbeat suddenly missed several beats.

The man's handsome, flushed face was tense, and beads of sweat dripped from his temples.

That look, sexy, irresistible.

The hormonal masculinity floats on the tip of the nose, full of temptation.

She likes this man so much.

If you push him away, does it mean that she will lose him?

Mo Yan's hand that wanted to push him away suddenly became weak.

Leng Beichen's soft and thin lips persistently kissed away every teardrop of Mo Yan.

Licking and licking all the way, wrapping around Mo Yan's Yurun's small ear, gently nibbling at her earlobe.

"Baby, do it every day in the future, and you will get used to it." The extremely hoarse voice entered her cochlea.

Mo Yan really wanted to bite him, "Who wants to do it every day? Uh~~"

The aggressive kiss sealed her lips, and moved all the way to the snow-white swan's neck.

Along her flat stomach, her big palms held her slender waist.

Leng Beichen's monster-like thin lips raised high,
"You obviously want to, ask about your honest body?"

"Get out! You are honest." Mo Yan swung his fist and smashed it.

"Aww~~" Leng Beichen wailed, "It hurts!"

Mo Yan was startled, forgetting that he was seriously injured.

"I've said it all, you have such a serious injury, why are you trying to be brave?"

Mo Yan had no choice but to help him check the wound first, but luckily the wound was tightly packed.

This time, Leng Beichen was self-aware and didn't bother too much.

He hugged Mo Yanying's white body tightly, "You didn't rest last night, you slept together."

Mo Yan saw that he was peaceful, so she became docile, but she was very unhappy.

Hesitating again and again, she still asked, "That day at the bar, why did you run away?"

At the bar that day, she was drunk, and they probably didn't make it.

She guessed that maybe they were halfway through making out, and he ran away by himself.

So that day she felt no discomfort at all, but today, she was in terrible pain.

Leng Beichen bowed his head and kissed her smooth forehead,
"You were a drunk butterfly that day, but I only like Mo Yan. I can't pass my own test."

"..."

Mo Yan heard the sound of her heart breaking.

He has already made it clear that he only likes Mo Yan.

If she was just a butterfly, he wouldn't even bother to kiss her.

"Then why do you think I'm Mo Yan today?"

"..." For a long while, Leng Beichen didn't respond.

Mo Yan looked up and saw that he was breathing evenly.

Leng Beichen had just returned from the ghost gate, and was in a hurry to have sex, so his body was naturally very weak.

Mo Yan had no choice but to suppress the feeling of overturning the five-flavored bottle in his heart, and did not disturb him anymore...

After Mo Yan's careful care, Leng Beichen recovered quickly.

In less than three days, the toxins in his body had been completely cleaned up, and the wound had scabbed over.

But in order to get rid of the toxin, Leng Beichen lost blood many times, consumed a lot of internal energy, and his body was still in a state of deficiency.

Next, Mo Yan will focus on strengthening Qi and blood for him, so as to help him recover quickly.

"Young Mistress, Madam is here."

Mo Yan was tinkering with Dabu pills when the maid shouted from afar.

"What madam?" Mo Yan couldn't react for a moment.

The maid didn't know that Mo Yan had amnesia,
"Young Mistress, Madam is of course Madam Leng, your mother-in-law."

"Mother-in-law?" Mo Yan's beautiful eyebrows twitched into a ball.

Her true identity, whether to explain or not to explain, began to struggle again.

"Can I avoid it?" Mo Yan asked weakly.

"Mo Yan, you are not happy to see me after you have been missing for a few days?"

As soon as Du Xialan stepped into the villa where Leng Beichen lived, she heard the conversation between the maid and Mo Yan.

"Mom, her eyes grow to the top of her head, how can you be an elder in her eyes?" Leng Siyan followed behind Du Xialan.

She didn't expect Mo Yan to be in Leng Beichen's manor, "Are you really Mo Yan?"

Just now the maid called "Young Mistress", and as far as she knew, Huadie went abroad to date Leng Beichen.

Therefore, the woman in front of him should be the real Mo Yan.

Mo Yan smiled awkwardly, but did not answer.

She has been entangled with this question, and she is very troubled, almost going crazy.

She came to Du Xialan, "Mrs. Leng..."

"Shouting so loudly?" Du Xialan was very displeased.

Mo Yan's disappearance caused his son to lose his mind for a while, but now that he's back, he says he doesn't want to see her mother-in-law.

So outrageous!
"Mo Yan, back then, when my son wanted to divorce you, I was the one who tried my best to stop him.

You are doing well now, you don't even want to call mother-in-law anymore? "

At the beginning, Leng Beichen's brain was injured, and he got close to Gong Murui, which made Mo Yan misunderstand that he liked Gong Murui.

Mo Yan originally had the hatred of losing her baby, plus Leng Beichen was very indifferent to her and "transferred love", she felt awkward, and her attitude towards Leng Beichen was very bad.

But Leng Beichen thought that Mo Yan had turned him into a fool because he disliked him, and in anger, he filed for divorce.

On the night of the divorce, it was Du Xialan who came all night in the rain and forced them to die to prevent them from getting divorced.

This happened only a month ago, and the scenes are still vivid in my mind.

Du Xialan never expected that the heartless Mo Yan would be ungrateful and call her "Mrs. Leng"?
Mo Yan was dumbfounded.

Doesn't Leng Beichen love Mrs. Leng's wife Mo Yan very much?Still filing for divorce?

What is the relationship between them?It's getting more and more confusing.

"Leng Fu...Grandma." Mo Yan changed her words in time.

If she explained that she was not Leng Shao's wife, Mo Yan, others might think that she was mentally ill.

In order not to provoke conflicts, she decided to pretend to be Mrs. Leng Mo Yan first.

"Mother-in-law, I've been in poor health recently, and I don't remember much about the past, it's not on purpose."

Leng Siyan snorted coldly, "You are a genius doctor, and you still can't handle your own body? It's just a random excuse, are you stupid to think of me as my mother?"

Mo Yan, "..." Leng Siyan is actually aggressive?

Since she is now Mrs. Leng, why don't she act like a hostess?

"Sister, did you come here today to start a fight?
Your sarcastic look doesn't fit the temperament of a lady, a rich and famous lady.

It's better for the eldest lady to restrain her temper, so as not to be told by her boyfriend that you have princess disease when you are in love. "

"You..." Leng Siyan was so choked that his expression changed, and he was too angry to speak.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but Mo Yan's words are getting sharper and sharper?When Mo Yan treated her in the past, she would not be able to criticize her harshly.

Vaguely, she felt something was wrong.

Thinking about it, Hua Die called her "sister" at the dinner party, but Mo Yan never called her "sister".

Leng Siyan finally regained her confidence, and said softly,
"Hua Die, you shameless mistress, how dare you enter the room?"