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

"Hmm~~" Mo Yan's small mouth was covered by the man's big palm and he couldn't make a sound.

But when the man grabbed her, she was not nervous.

It was Leng Beichen.

He has lost his memory, how did he find this place?
Mo Yan wanted to laugh, he must have followed her secretly.

Just now, who was so arrogant, ignored her without looking back?

"Boom!" Mo Yan was thrown heavily onto a big tree.

There was a burst of pain in the back that made people want to cry, and Mo Yan's face wrinkled into a ball from the pain.

Leng Beichen realized that he was using too much force, so he quickly rubbed her thin back.

"It hurts?"

"Nonsense, try throwing one yourself."

The warmth of his palm came from his back, and Mo Yan felt a burst of comfort in his whole body, and swallowed the words that scolded him as they came to his lips.

Leng Beichen not only rescued her from the water today, but also saved her in the car. Thinking of this, Mo Yan's anger dissipated, "Forget me to repay your favor, it's even."

"It's not even." Leng Beichen's handsome face was tense, and complex emotions overflowed from his black eyes.

She caused all kinds of turmoil in his heart, how could it be evened out?
Mo Yan thought that Leng Beichen was talking about the injuries on his body,

"Then let's find a brighter place, and I'll help you with acupuncture, which can quickly activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and you will recover in a few days."

"The heart can also be acupunctured?" Leng Beichen clenched his teeth.

The most uncomfortable place for him to be tormented by her is his heart.

Super annoying.

"Your heart hurts again?" Mo Yan stretched out her hand to gently touch his heart a few times, and gave him his pulse again.

"The heartbeat is really fast. Tachycardia? It shouldn't be, people who practice martial arts usually have a slower heartbeat."

Leng Beichen, "..." Wasn't it because she touched her.

"My heart has been hurting, and it's getting more and more painful." He made half-truths and half-fake nonsense.

He couldn't speak to others, and when he thought of her having a man, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Mo Yan took Leng Beichen's pulse, and her eyebrows twitched into a ball.

She found nothing except that his heart was beating a little faster, and she couldn't figure out what caused him.

Could it be that his heartache is related to the chip?
"Do you still have headaches these two days?"

"I have a terrible headache." Leng Beichen said, it was her when he opened his eyes, and it was her when he closed them.

She disturbed him so much that he couldn't eat or sleep well, and his mind was full of her.

So, he—has a headache.

Mo Yan stood on tiptoe, covered Leng Beichen's smooth forehead with her small hands, and then moved to the slightly hard spot on the right side of his head.

She figured the chip was in this position.

Mo Yan Rouran pressed lightly with her fingertips, "Is there any strange feeling here?"

The blush on Leng Beichen's face was lost in the night, "Yes."

He was electrocuted by her, does that count as a strange feeling?

Mo Yan's expression changed after being frightened by Leng Beichen's answer, feeling very troubled.

Leng Beichen's heart and head hurt, but she had no clue about his condition, and it was very likely that it was the chip's fault.

They could only wait for the right time to quietly take Leng Beichen to do brain CT, but now they are in the open and the enemy is in the dark, so they can't act rashly.

"With no delay, you will move in with me tonight."

She needs to keep an eye on Leng Beichen, in case he suddenly attacks and she doesn't have time to help him.

"You can't wait to take care of me?"

Leng Beichen turned his face awkwardly and leaned to the other side of the tree trunk.

Mo Yan, "..." If it wasn't for worrying about his condition, Mo Yan would have laughed out loud.

"Yes, I am anxious to take care of you, okay?"

"Good idea." Leng Beichen pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek angrily.

Mo Yan, "..." Then why did he follow here?
"You didn't come running with my car on two legs, did you?"

Leng Beichen did not speak, expressing his acquiescence.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, "I was driving very fast just now, you ran over here?"

She felt sorry for Leng Beichen's awesome long legs, and without thinking about it, she squatted down to help him massage and relax his muscles.

Leng Beichen was startled by her bold action and took a step back, "Why did you touch me again?"

"..." Mo Yan couldn't help laughing.

The current Leng Beichen is really cute.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't eat you again, don't you feel much more comfortable?"

"It's okay." Leng Beichen kicked his legs, and after being kicked by her two or three times, the muscles in his legs did relax a lot.

"You are not allowed to mess with men again." He suddenly used an imperative tone.

"..."

Mo Yan was speechless, why did she mess up?
"You came here just to teach me a lesson?"

Leng Beichen's eyes darkened,
"The man you fed the fruit just now, I checked, is Gong Qiushan's man, Su Haoran, who is also a big star.

Gong Qiushan is good to your husband, you are good to her husband, how can you be so messy? "

Mo Yan was dumbfounded, his imagination was invincible.

"You spy on us?"

"Coincidentally." Leng Beichen got used to touching the bridge of his nose whenever he said something flustered.

Mo Yan was laughed angrily again, "Then I just happened to tell you, that is my good friend, male best friend, between us, it is not what you think, are you satisfied?"

The corner of Leng Beichen's mouth rose slightly, and his expression quickly returned to indifference, "It has nothing to do with me."

Mo Yan, "..." A dog man!

Duplicity!

Feeling better, Leng Beichen stepped forward with his long legs and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Mo Yan.

"Come when you want, leave when you want?" Mo Yan's eyeballs rolled around, trying to drag him.

She can't let the cold Beichen go.

Firstly, he needed to sign the divorce agreement himself, and secondly, she had better watch him all the time, so he could only let him move in and live with her.

Mo Yan couldn't think of an excuse for a while, so she could only spread her arms around his thin waist, leaning her small head against his strong chest.

Leng Beichen's scalp was numb for a while, as if countless small electric currents penetrated into every cell in his body, making his mind flutter.

He felt strong when she held her hand. Holding her like this, he had to use a stronger will to resist his desire for her.

Leng Beichen clenched his teeth, warning himself not to be obsessed with women.

He was about to pull her arm away when Mo Yan murmured, "Actually, I'm dying..."

Leng Beichen's hand froze, half-doubting, "Aren't you a so-called miracle doctor? Can't heal your own illness?"

Mo Yan's small head rubbed against his well-defined chest,
"My illness is more terminal than a terminal illness. You will know in a few days."

"Aren't you joking?" Leng Beichen's heart clenched into a ball again, feeling a dull pain.

"Who would make a joke of his own life and death?"

Mo Yan's little head was spinning like a motor, and she even made use of her inability to act like a baby, "Come here with me, let me see you more, okay?"

Leng Beichen, "..." But he always remembered that he had a girlfriend, not to mention that Qin Xiaoyang was his savior.

When he opened his eyes after being injured, the first thing he saw was Qin Xiaoyang.

He doesn't remember anything, only one idea in his mind, his name is Du Shengtian, Qin Xiaoyang is his childhood sweetheart, they live together in Tiancheng.

Since he and Qin Xiaoyang were childhood sweethearts, he secretly reckoned in his heart that when he and Qin Xiaoyang were together before, they probably already had a physical relationship.

"I'm responsible to Yangyang. I can do whatever you need, but you can't have other thoughts about me, let alone touch me."

"Okay, once a gentleman says something, it's hard to chase." Mo Yan immediately let go of him.

The dog man doesn't remember her anymore, and she doesn't care about him.

She took a few steps back with self-esteem, "I only have two requests now, you help me sign the divorce agreement, and then move to my villa."

Leng Beichen pursed her thin lips tightly, and everything returned to the original point.

But who made him promise to do anything for her just now?
"Then let's go, I will ask the law firm to work overtime to help us with the divorce."

Mo Yan couldn't wait to pull Leng Beichen out of the grove.

She was on the phone while walking,
"Sister Wu, let someone clean the villa in Xiyuan immediately, and buy new ones for the daily necessities and pajamas that the young master usually uses."