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

A word to awaken the dreamer.

"I'll ask Qiushan now." Mo Yan rushed to find He Qiushan.

But she immediately remembered that He Qiushan wanted her to keep it a secret for now, don't tell Su Haoran, she is by his side.

She had no choice but to cover up the matter of being entrusted with loyalty, "I mean, call Qiushan and ask."

Su Haoran pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and fell asleep...

Thinking that Su Haoran was asleep, Mo Yan suppressed his voice,

"Chen, there is no delay, you go and let Qiushan teach you.

Hypnotism is very profound, and it can't be learned in a short time. It counts as much as you can master tonight. Next time you have a dream, you can try it out and see if it works. "

Mo Yan asked Leng Beichen to go to He Qiushan overnight to ask for advice.

Half an hour later, Leng Beichen leaned resolutely against the door, "Study is over."

Mo Yan, "..." Bragging!It took Qiu Shan more than ten years to learn hypnosis.

Her scallion-white jade fingers poked lightly on Leng Beichen's forehead,

"Hypnotism is not enough on paper, try hypnotizing me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Beichen snapped his knuckle-boned fingers.

Mo Yan's star pupils closed slightly, and her gaze became dull.

Leng Beichen's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep voice seemed to come from the distant horizon,
"Mo Yan, listen to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, and the crisp chirping of the seagulls flying above.

The sun is shining on your body, and it is warm. You and a tall man are stepping on the soft sand with bare feet.

Who is he?
Take a step forward and you can see who he is. "

Mo Yan obediently took a step forward.

"Do you see who he is?" Leng Beichen continued to tease her.

Mo Yan shook her head dully.

"Go one step further and touch his face."

Mo Yan obediently took another step forward, the tip of her small nose almost knocked against Leng Beichen's firm chest.

Leng Beichen lowered his head slightly, and brought his handsome face in front of her, at eye level with her.

"Pass his forehead."

Mo Yan raised her little hand, and light-white jade fingers stroked Leng Beichen's smooth forehead.

Then, without listening to orders, the little hand slid down consciously and landed on the bridge of his peak-like nose.

Going down, the soft fingertips gently traced the outline of his thin and sharp sexy lips.

"Have you seen who he is? If you can't see clearly, then have a taste of him..."

Leng Beichen's magnetic, pleasant and seductive voice seemed to sound from all directions.

Mo Yan pouted her jelly-like mouth obediently, and leaned forward, slowly approaching his crimson thin lips.

The four lips are getting closer and closer, and the thin and hot breath is quickly intertwined.

Leng Beichen suppressed the pounding heart in his chest, quietly waiting for Mo Yan to kiss him.

The distance between the four lips was only a piece of thin paper, Mo Yan stopped abruptly.

"Pfft!"

After playing with Leng Beichen for so long, Mo Yan couldn't hold back the smothered smile after all, and let out a dimpled laugh,

"If the master hypnotists are like you, using hypnotism to make love between men and women, the world will be messed up."

"I don't care." Leng Beichen's thin lips moved forward slightly, grabbing the woman's delicate red lips.

"Hao Ran is here." Mo Yan dodged to the side, leaving his lips.

Leng Beichen straightened Mo Yan's small face with his big palm, and his hoarse voice was coquettish,

"Baby, I want to, I'm going to light the sleeping hole of the light bulb now, so that he can't wake up."

Su Haoran, who had been pretending to be asleep, couldn't take it anymore, and taunted,
"Leng Beichen, I've never seen such a dog like you. It's an insult to the dignity of us men, shame on you!"

Leng Beichen's face was as thick as a city wall, how could he give up after being ridiculed for a few words?

There was an evil curve on the corner of his lips,

"Su Haoran, today I will teach you another lesson, so that you can learn how to firmly grasp a woman's heart, make her want to be addicted to you, let 'divorce', 'break up', 'cheating', all go to hell!"

Mo Yan felt dazed for a while.

The Leng Beichen in front of him was very wicked, more and more like the previous Leng Beichen.

He said one more lesson?Does that mean that Su Haoran has been taught to chase women before?
But after amnesia, Leng Beichen only had contact with Su Haoran two or three times, and they didn't even have a face-to-face conversation.

A flash of panic flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, could it be that he has recovered his memory?
"Leng Beichen, haven't you ever been divorced? We are all the same, so don't laugh at anyone else."

Su Haoran was ridiculed by Leng Beichen for divorce, so angry that he didn't choose what to say, just wanted to hurt him and vent his anger,
"If it wasn't for Mo Yan's kind heart, sacrificing herself for you, would you still be standing here laughing at me?"

Two years ago, the conflict between Mo Yan and Leng Beichen reached its peak because of Su Hao.

In a rage, Leng Beichen slapped Su Haoran with a lethal palm, while Mo Yan, in anger, stabbed Leng Beichen's fatal point.

Originally, Leng Beichen was doomed, Mo Yan exhausted all his strength to rescue him, but because of this, he was exhausted and suffered from aging disease.

Leng Beichen didn't know about the matter of exchanging his life for his life. He thought it was because of his own life and his internal strength that he came back to life.

Leng Beichen closed the corners of his mouth, and his expression became serious, "Mo Yan sacrificed for me? Tell me clearly, what's the matter?"

Su Haoran knew he had made a slip of the tongue, he had promised Mo Yan not to tell the truth about that year.

He had no choice but to talk about it left and right, trying to explain away Leng Beichen, "You lost your memory, so many things happened before, can I finish it?"

Leng Beichen frowned tightly, Su Haoran's eyes flickered, avoiding the serious and taking the light of the matter, hiding something from him?
"Mo Yan, tell me, what's going on?" He asked persistently.

"Yes..." Mo Yan was absent-minded.

Is Leng Beichen really having amnesia, or is it fake amnesia?
Just now Su Haoran mocked Leng Beichen for being divorced, but Leng Beichen ignored this point.

If he lost his memory, wouldn't he be surprised to hear that they had been divorced?
As a result, not only did he not ask the cause and effect of the divorce, but there was no ripple on his face at all.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt, and Mo Yan's heartbeat accelerated.

If Leng Beichen regains his memory, will their relationship go back to the way it was before, with the tip of the needle facing each other, and no one will let anyone else go?

Will he say he wants to take revenge on her again?

……

For Leng Beichen's recovery of memory, Mo Yan was not yet mentally prepared.

She felt upset, and she didn't dare to ask Leng Beichen directly, for fear of easily revealing the truth about his recovery of memory and embarrassing the two of them.

"Chen, Haoran is a patient, you have to let him go." Mo Yan had no choice but to change the subject,

"I stay here to observe Haoran's condition so that he can be treated in time. You go back first."

Leng Beichen's slender fingers with well-defined bones lifted Mo Yanying's small face as white as jade, his deep black eyes overflowed with grievances,

"Baby, you say a word of arrogance to the left, and a word of arrogance to the right, your husband has overturned the jar of jealousy, how can you fix it?"

Mo Yan's scallion-white jade finger rested on Leng Beichen's wrist,

"Well~~ I'm really sick. Jealousy is also a disease. If you are sick, you should treat it in time. Kneeling is healthier. Do you choose to kneel on the durian or kneel on the keyboard?"

"Pfft!" Su Haoran lying on the bed couldn't help laughing out loud as he imagined Leng Beichen kneeling on a durian.

Leng Beichen was neither angry nor angry, he lowered his handsome face, his forehead touched Mo Yan Guangjie's forehead, his gaze was level with hers,

"Kneel whatever my wife asks me to kneel, and listen to my wife for everything."

He thought for a while, "I'll be here with you tonight. You sleep, and I'll watch for you. If there's a problem, I'll wake you up."

Mo Yan wanted to say something else, but Leng Beichen hugged her horizontally without any objection, sat on the sofa,

"Hey, lie on your husband's strong lap and sleep peacefully."

Seeing Leng Beichen being so caring, Mo Yan felt a warm current in her heart, "That's a hard work husband~~"

She lay down on the sofa, with her small head resting on Leng Beichen's powerful thighs, her hands wrapped around his thin waist, and she fell asleep beautifully...

In the dead of night, only a small night light was lit in the room.

Su Haoran and Mo Yan were both sound asleep, and Leng Beichen sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

"Bah!"

The doorknob was twisted, and the door was gently pushed open...