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

"What can I do for you?"

Mo Yan suddenly remembered that the bodyguard said last night that Leng Beichen took the first step because of physical discomfort.

"Your wound is open?"

Damn, you deserve it for being unwell and cheating to do that kind of exercise!
She cursed in her heart, but her legs and feet were already in a hurry to walk in front of Leng Beichen.

Green white jade fingers went to unbutton his shirt, "Let me take a look for you."

Leng Beichen pursed his thin lips and let her unbutton his clothes with a stiff and straight body.

The two buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, and the delicate collarbone, which was prettier than a woman, came into view.

Another button was unbuttoned, revealing a part of his strong and well-defined chest.

Mo Yan's breathing tightened slightly.

Even though she had been with Leng Beichen as husband and wife for a few days, every time she saw his alluring figure, she would still blush and get hot.

Mo Yan abandoned all distracting thoughts, and in line with the principle of a doctor's benevolence, stretched out her middle finger, and pressed a few times moderately around Leng Beichen's wound, "Does it hurt?"

When Leng Beichen was touched by her slightly cool soft fingertips, he remained motionless as if he had been electrocuted.

The subtle electric current is like countless smart elves, fleeing in all directions, which makes him enjoy it very much.

"It doesn't hurt." He replied obediently.

"Does it hurt?"

Mo Yan was surprised, logically, his wound area was relatively large, and the surrounding area would definitely hurt when pressed.

She simply peeled off the gauze covering his wound.

She disinfected her fingertips with alcohol cotton, and carefully touched Leng Beichen's wound back and forth a few times.

When Leng Beichen was touched lightly by her, his lower abdomen suddenly became hot, and his muscles tensed up.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yan lowered her head and leaned closer to Leng Beichen's wound for a closer look.

The wound healed much faster than she expected, it didn't explode, and even the sutures were almost absorbed.

"The scars are quite flat. After the wounds are completely healed, we can do a minimally invasive laser scar removal surgery."

As soon as she opened her mouth, soft and warm breath sprayed onto Leng Beichen's chest.

Leng Beichen's strong and powerful heart felt as if it had been crawled over by thousands of ants, itching unbearably.

The next moment, Mo Yan's soft pointing was on his wrist again.

"Mr. Leng is in good health, and the wound is healing well, are you kidding me?"

Mo Yan felt that she was played by Leng Beichen.

After checking for a long time, there was nothing wrong with him.

"I didn't say there was something wrong with the wound. Didn't you have a routine inspection just now?" Leng Beichen looked innocent.

Mo Yan, "..." He did not say that the need for her help was related to the wound.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Leng Beichen lowered his eyes to look at his shirt open, his breasts exposed, a hint of cunning flashed through his deep black eyes,
"Shirt, you have to restore it first, right? If someone pushes the door and comes in, they think we..."

Mo Yan squinted at him in disgust, "Don't you have hands? Don't tell me, you can't button your buttons?"

Because of emotional problems, Leng Beichen had always been reserved in front of Mo Yan just now.

Seeing that Mo Yan was nervous about his wound, he felt relieved, and returned to the old rascal,
"It was you who unbuttoned my clothes just now, and you are responsible for buttoning them back, which is fair."

Mo Yan didn't say anything else, and carefully buttoned Leng Beichen's shirt back.

Seeing the woman with her long eyelashes drooping and earnestly helping him straighten his shirt, Leng Beichen felt the urge to hug her into his arms several times.

But he controlled it all because he expected her to coax him first.

"Mr. Leng, since I'm fine, I'll go to work first."

"..."

Looking at the woman's alienated appearance, Leng Beichen felt heartbroken.

He gave her a chance to coax him, but she was indifferent.

Where did her energy for talking earthy love talk go in the past two days?

Leng Beichen had an idea and found an excuse, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Mo Yan, who was about to walk to the door, stopped and looked back, "And then?"

A trace of awkwardness flashed across Leng Beichen's expression, "I'm afraid I'll miss you."

Mo Yan, "..." If he usually said that, she would be so happy.

But now, after listening to it, she just finds it too ironic.

Can he think of two women at the same time?

"Oh, don't worry, I won't miss you." Mo Yan retorted back at him.

"..."

Leng Beichen was so angry, her thin crimson lips were pursed into a straight line, her tone became stiff,

"come over."

"What else?"

Mo Yan thought it over, the only way not to get hurt again is not to give herself illusions and illusions, thinking that this man will get better.

It is a lie to say that the prodigal son will not return the money.

Dogs can't change eating shit, dogs and men are the same, not to mention a regal like Leng Beichen, who is more dangerous than ordinary men.

From ancient times to the present, which emperor is not three thousand beauties in the harem?
The concubines who fell in love with the emperor all died miserably.

Thinking wildly, Mo Yan was sent in front of Leng Beichen by her unsatisfactory legs.

Her fair and beautiful little face was raised up proudly, "What orders does Boss Leng have?"

Leng Beichen turned on the video recording function of his mobile phone, the camera was facing Mo Yan,

"I want to record the way you say you like me. After a business trip, when you miss you, you can take it out and have a look."

Mo Yan, "..." Normally, if you heard such love words from him, you would be moved to the point of crying, right?

Her eye circles were hot and swollen, "but I don't have the desire to say it now."

Leng Beichen, "..." He expressed it so nastyly, but she actually had the heart to refuse?
His arrogant heart was on fire.

"Mo, Yan!"

He let out a low growl with a tense voice, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time was ready to move.

Mo Yan's heart trembled, he looked very angry, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

She continued to raise her jade-white face, "You can scold me if you want, anyway... Anyway, I am mighty and cannot be subdued."

Leng Beichen's chest heaved with anger.His slender fingers.

Mo Yan looked at his clenched fist and felt guilty for a while.

When it comes to fighting, she is far behind.

But she didn't know where the bloodiness came from, maybe she was too angry, thought it through, and decided to confront him today.

I don't want to please him and coax him just because of his momentum and force.

After a while, Leng Beichen opened his lips,

"Mo Yan, I am in good health. I can carry rice bags, sandbags and pressure bags, but I can't bear missing you."

Mo Yan was startled, not only did he not get angry, but he also said earthy love words to her?
Although Leng Beichen spoke very bluntly, and his expression was very awkward, as if someone was holding a knife to his neck to force him to speak.

But it was obvious that he was trying to coax her.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, took out her phone, and pointed the camera at Leng Beichen,
"Mr. Leng, what did you just say? Say it again, I want to record it as evidence."

A slight blush appeared on Leng Beichen's fair and flawless handsome face, spreading all the way to the back of his ears.

Originally, he wanted Mo Yan to coax him as usual, but now it is better to ask him to coax her instead.

Fortunately, just in case, he did his homework on the Internet in advance, took a look at the rustic love words, and with his photographic memory, he remembered them all.

But getting him to say it wasn't easy.

In order to coax his wife back, he went all out.

Leng Beichen faced the camera with a serious expression and a tight jawline.

His handsome face was extremely stern, as if the whole world owed him money.

"Do you know what my shortcoming is?"

Mo Yan cooperated with him, "I don't know."

Leng Beichen's long and straight eyelashes trembled, "I miss you."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth raised slightly imperceptibly.

The earthy love words are said so solemnly by this man, it is really unique.

Leng Beichen saw that Mo Yan was still holding up his phone, looking like he was still unsure, so he had no choice but to continue.
"Do you know what kind of alcohol is most likely to get drunk?"

Mo Yan, "I don't know."

A trace of tenderness overflowed from the bottom of Leng Beichen's eyes, and the contours of his tense face softened a little, "Your love lasts forever."

Mo Yan, "..."

Leng Beichen saw that Mo Yan's tense little face finally turned pink and flushed, with a hint of warmth, he took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Now it's your turn."

Mo Yan raised her eyebrows coldly, "The director still has things to do."

As she said that, she put away her mobile phone and walked out without looking back.

Do you think a few sweet words can calm down the mistress incident?

Pooh!A man's usual trick.

Leng Beichen, "..." Is this woman so cruel today?

He has done this, but she is indifferent?

Mo Yan opened the door of the conference room and was about to go out.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

A big, slender and beautiful hand slapped the door, and the door of the meeting room was shut heavily.

Mo Yan looked back in surprise, "Mr. Leng, you still want to... um~~"

Her eyes darkened, and the familiar handsome face magnified infinitely.

The next moment, the four lips pressed together tightly.

The man forcefully and domineeringly opened her lips and teeth, and attacked the city.

Mo Yan put her hands on Leng Beichen's shoulders, just about to push him away.

Suddenly, her small body lightened, and she was hugged by Leng Beichen.

Leng Beichen put Mo Yan on the conference table, and began to unbutton Mo Yan's clothes with his big palm.

Mo Yan panicked, "What are you going to do? This is a conference room, why are you crazy?"