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

As soon as the word "roll" escaped from her throat, Mo Yan's lips tightened, "Ugh~~"

Leng Beichen boldly bit her delicate lips that smelled of wine.

Four lips touched, and Mo Yan's head went blank with a "boom".

She widened her eyes in shock, and looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of her in disbelief.

madman!

He touched her lips last time and left, but this time, he was shameless and wanted to kiss her deeply.

Leng Beichen held her small face in his warm hands, his thin lips pressed hard against the woman's soft lips, prying her lips and teeth arrogantly and wildly.

Sight and breath are intertwined, and each other's breath keeps heating up.

Mo Yan closed her lips and teeth angrily, and stretched out her hand to press against his tighter shoulder, trying to push him away.

But the man was too tall and powerful, she couldn't shake him at all.

She had no choice but to punch him with her fist, but every time she punched him, her fist was shaken so painfully.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~

The more she struggled, the more domineering he became, not giving her a way out.

The temperature of the bonding between the lips was getting higher and higher, Mo Yanjiu's little head was dizzy, and her little face was flushed.

"asshole!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the city gate was completely lost, and Leng Beichen successfully caught the little fish she dodged.

She was completely stunned, and it started to rain in her heart.

The first kiss she remembered was actually taken away by a scumbag.

When she was at a loss, a piece of her favorite toffee came into her mouth, and it was sweet and sweet in her little mouth.

Mo Yantou's heart constricted, and the atrium throbbed uncontrollably.

That's what he said, to feed her candy?

Woohoo~~ I was so sweet by him.

Mo Yan stiffened her small body and remained motionless, allowing him to crush her lips and entangle her little fish.

Leng Beichen's kiss was just like his character, extremely domineering and domineering, not giving the young girl a chance to breathe.

Mo Yan was so kissed that he was helpless, his eyes were sparkling, as if he had drifted into a top-heavy world.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar ceiling.

Mo Yan glanced sideways, and there was a vegetative person lying peacefully sleeping beside her.

She sat up suddenly, "Hiss~~ My head hurts. I was actually drunk last night."

Mo Yan tapped her head with a splitting headache, and the image of being forcibly kissed by a scumbag flashed in her mind.

The little heart suddenly shrank, "Did I have a nightmare?"

The picture is so real, how could it be a dream?

Mo Yan lay down beside Leng Beichen angrily, "Handsome husband, I was bullied by a scumbag."

Leng Beichen was woken up by her "scumbag", and she scolded him early in the morning.

Where the hell is he?
As the distance got closer, a smell of wine came straight to the tip of his nose, and Mo Yan hurriedly moved closer to smell it.

Leng Beichen actually had a faint smell of wine emanating from his body, and the rich aroma was exactly the same as that bottle of million red wine last night.

Mo Yan stared at the long, straight and extremely finely fluttering eyelashes of the vegetative person, and her eyes became darker and darker.

The vegetative still has doubts, and she still has to figure it out.

After a while, she had a wet towel in her hand, "Handsome husband, help you wipe your body."

Leng Beichen felt happy, Mo Yan was actually unbuttoning his clothes.

Mo Yan's soft fingertips accidentally scratched his well-defined abdominal muscles, and the electric current jumped around and penetrated into the man's internal organs.

Leng Beichen almost wanted to resurrect immediately, grabbed her little hand, pulled her into his arms and kissed her enough.

Mo Yan untied Leng Beichen's home clothes, covered his fair skin with a warm wet towel and wiped it back and forth a few times.

"Is it comfortable? Wipe your back too?"

Leng Beichen was secretly happy, come on, open a green passage for her, and allow her to wipe all over his body.

"Handsome husband, that good brother of yours is too insidious. I suspect that he deliberately got me drunk with wine yesterday."

Leng Beichen's long eyelashes trembled, and he almost choked on his own saliva.

There is no doubt that he did it on purpose.

But she didn't expect that her drinking capacity was ridiculously poor, and she fainted before finishing the kiss.

No. 1 Yuan in Tiancheng, she has gained a false name, without the slightest shadow of a courtesan.

Thinking of this, Leng Beichen unknowingly stretched out his hand to hug her. He likes her innocent very much.

"thumping!"

Caught off guard, he was suddenly turned over and his forehead hit the bedside table.

"Wuuuuu~ Handsome husband, are you in pain? I just want to wipe your back."

Mo Yan turned him back, "God, it's swollen a lot."

Leng Beichen tightened his teeth imperceptibly, can it stop the pain?His forehead was not made of iron.

A thin, hot, sweet breath blew softly against his forehead, and Leng Beichen was blown all over his body as if he had been electrified.

There was a hint of sweetness in his heart, this treatment is not bad, forgive her recklessness.

Mo Yan helped him prick a few times to dissipate blood stasis and reduce swelling, "There is still a little bruise, and it will take at least three or four days for it to subside."

While talking, she suddenly looked back and caught him right.

A long arm of the vegetative person stretched out behind her, and the big palm was still curled up.

Mo Yan knew in her heart that her doubts about the vegetative state were not groundless.

She pretended to be stupid, "Handsome husband, can you move?"

Leng Beichen was silently annoyed in his heart, the hero was sad about the beauty pass, she was so cute, he almost couldn't restrain himself just now, and wanted to hug her.

There was a mocking arc on Mo Yan's lips, and she purposely yelled loudly,
"Could it be because the collision just now stimulated your motor nerves? Then simply bump a few more times to wake you up."

Leng Beichen's heart tightened, she wouldn't really give him a few more blows, would she?

He wasn't afraid of pain, but he didn't want to show up at the company with a bulge and bruises on his forehead.

Mo Yan picked up Leng Beichen's head,

"How should I hit it to produce an amazing effect?"

"It seems that we need to work harder. The force of the impact just now was too light, so the effect was not obvious."

"Handsome husband, don't worry, in order to wake you up, I will use my breastfeeding strength this time~~"

Her ending was deliberately drawn out to frighten him.

Leng Beichen, ".", felt that he was in danger of being killed at any time, and it was at stake.