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

The bed slumped to one side.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Beichen's tall body leaned forward, and a large shadow enveloped him.

Mo Yan's beautiful eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and a fierce ideological struggle started deep in her heart.

Do you want to get straight to the point with him?
He clearly recovered his memory, but he didn't mention a word to her. What on earth did he want to do?

Leng Beichen's cool and soft thin lips rolled down densely, rolling from the tip of her nose to her cheeks, and then crushed her red lips.

After a while, he felt that the woman under him was unwilling to interact with him, and he opened his black eyes in surprise.

I saw a faint watery light flashing in Mo Yan's star pupils.

He was startled, and immediately suppressed the heat that was about to move in his body, and stopped kissing, "Baby, if you don't want to, I respect you."

Leng Beichen's long arms wrapped around her slender waist, and he hugged the woman tightly into his arms, "Can you rest with me for a while?"

Mo Yan raised her eyes and stared at Leng Beichen in surprise, he was able to respect her wishes and not force her, and even used a rare pleading tone.

"Okay, you haven't closed your eyes all night, your eyes are bloodshot, close your eyes and go to sleep."

Mo Yan raised her small hand to cover Leng Beichen's eyes, and flicked lightly.

Leng Beichen closed his black eyes cooperatively, and his long straight eyelashes cast a faint gray shadow on his eyes, making him outrageously handsome.

Staring at this ingeniously perfect handsome face, Mo Yan was discouraged, and she lost the courage to have a showdown with him.

Leng Beichen recovered his memory and turned back into the arrogant, ambitious man who liked the jungle.

No, he has even become more aggressive, darker, and more ambitious than before. A man who is both good and evil is unpredictable.

In short, his philosophy and character are completely opposite to hers.

Different road non-phase plan.

She was afraid that once she got straight to the point with him, they would have to break up, and eventually become strangers, or even hostile parties.

"Chen, have you loved me before?"

Mo Yan's scallion-white fingers lightly brushed along the outline of Leng Beichen's handsome sword eyebrows, and the soft fingertips touched his thin lips.

She clearly caught Leng Beichen's eyes rolling slightly under his closed eyelids, but he let out a light breathing sound.

He was telling her that he was asleep and therefore unable to answer her questions?
A hint of self-deprecation appeared on Mo Yan's lips, and she already knew the answer in her heart.

But being so close to him, the body temperature is transmitted, the breathing is intertwined, and the intimacy between husband and wife makes her unable to bear to destroy it, even if it is probably just an illusion.

Thinking wildly, her eyelids became heavy again...

"Master, there is an important person visiting." Chen Yuhuan's voice came from outside the door.

Mo Yan opened her blurred eyes, and suddenly met a pair of bottomless cold black pupils.

Her little heart suddenly tightened, and the way Leng Beichen looked at her was so cold to the bone!
She didn't know that Leng Beichen had just opened his eyes and saw the person in his arms clearly, and he quickly became warm.

"Honey, don't worry too much about Su Haoran, he should be sleeping and flying with a woman right now, the treatment is much better than mine."

Leng Beichen thought that Mo Yan was worried because Su Haoran's eyes had not yet recovered, so he was not in the mood to enjoy sex with him.

"En." Mo Yan responded casually.

She was a little flustered by his indifferent and cold eyes just now, and the emotion of "whether he still loves me or not" was intensified deep in her heart, making her uneasy.

Leng Beichen gently rubbed the center of Mo Yan's frowning brows with his fingertips,

"Baby, don't frown. Be careful that wrinkles will come to you again. Everything will be taken care of by your husband, so you can live as happy as you like, huh?"

"Is this the legendary "holding me in the palm of your hand"?" Mo Yan's long eyelashes kept trembling.

She liked Leng Beichen's sweet words from the bottom of her heart, but she was even more afraid that he would suddenly tell her one day that all his tenderness towards her was for another purpose.

Leng Beichen pampered the tip of her nose, hooked her lips evilly,

"It doesn't count, I want you to taste the real benefits of 'holding in the palm of your hand'."

As soon as the words fell, he lifted his big palm and held the snow-white beloved.

"Is this what you mean by 'holding in the palm of your hand'?"

Mo Yan felt a little cold, and leaned close to Leng Beichen, but her mood improved a lot.

"Hmm~~ hold it in the palm of your hand, what is the next sentence?" Leng Beichen pretended to be deep in thought.

"Afraid of melting in your mouth?" Mo Yan blurted out.

In the next moment, a blush appeared on her face as white as jade, "I didn't mean that..."

"That's what I mean."

Before she could explain, Leng Beichen had already lowered his head...

The scorching teasing made Mo Yan unable to restrain a low moan from his throat.

She held the man's head buried in her soft figure with both hands, and combed his short hard hair with light white jade fingers, "Mr. Leng is so lewd! Can't you be serious?"

Leng Beichen raised his handsome face, with clusters of lustful flames dancing in his black eyes,
"I feel that you want it strongly, why not..."

"Master, are you awake?" Outside the door, Chen Yuhuan waited anxiously.

He didn't know that his shout was like pouring cold water on the ever-increasing atmosphere in the room.

Mo Yan quickly calmed down, "Go quickly, don't make Mr. Chen difficult."

Seeing Mo Yan cooling down so quickly, Leng Beichen felt a little disappointed.

He put on his shirt, got out of bed and opened the door, "Didn't you say that? I don't attend normal occasions."

Seeing Leng Beichen's displeased face, Chen Yuhuan knew that he had come at the wrong time and had disturbed his good business.

He tremblingly said, "Master, the supervisor from the headquarters of the Sharpshooter Gang is visiting, if the young master is asked to meet him on your behalf, I'm afraid he will think that we don't respect him enough.

And our current situation is very complicated, and we can't make enemies everywhere, not to mention, the Sharpshooter Gang is still valuable. "

Leng Beichen looked back at Mo Yan, making no secret of his reluctance for her,
"Honey, I'll be back soon to continue with you."

"..." Mo Yan's small face was burned into pieces.

Who wants to continue with him?

After Leng Beichen left, Mo Yan saw that it was getting late, so she picked up her bag and prepared to go to Gong's house to continue to think of ways to treat Su Haoran's eyes.

A tube of lipstick fell out of the bag.

Mo Yan picked up the lipstick, feeling indescribably complicated.

This tube is the lipstick that a certain woman dropped in Leng Beichen's car. Whose is it? She still hasn't solved the mystery yet.

Now her relationship with Leng Beichen is very delicate, and a potential crisis is imminent.

Therefore, she couldn't directly question him because of a tube of lipstick of unknown origin, or openly check the driving recorder, so as not to intensify their respective hidden conflicts.

But the more she didn't solve the mystery, the more itchy she felt inside, and the more she wanted to know, besides her, who else could sit in Leng Beichen's passenger seat?

"Driving recorder?" Mo Yan's eyes turned and she had an idea.

Why don't you find an excuse, get his car, and secretly check the driving recorder?
She excitedly went to Leng Beichen to borrow a car. Just as she walked to the president's area, she heard a girl's nice voice,
"Hello, I'm looking for Chen Yuhuan, is he there?"

Hearing that a woman was looking for Chen Yuhuan, the people present didn't think it was unusual at first, since there were usually a lot of female clients who came to see Chen Yuhuan.

But this girl's unique dress made the female staff look at her more.

Mo Yan also looked at the girl carefully, she looked familiar, where had she seen her before?

She has a delicate appearance, delicate facial features, light makeup, a loose T-shirt seemingly casually revealing a snow-white shoulder, and two slender legs boldly exposed.

She dressed casually but couldn't hide her curvy and sexy figure. Under the girl-next-door dress, there was a trace of vigor and coquettishness in her bones, which made her stand in stark contrast to all the female staff in professional attire present.

The female staff whispered, "She doesn't seem to be here to discuss business."

"Come to Mr. Chen, what else can you talk about if you don't talk about business? Are you talking about love?"

The female staff giggled for a while, but didn't take the joke seriously.

The entire Leng Group knows that Chen Yuhuan doesn't date any girls, and he puts all his energy into serving Leng Beichen.

There were even rumors that he liked Leng Beichen.

The secretary came up to greet him and greeted him politely as usual, "Mr. Chen is here, but he is busy right now. Did Miss make an appointment with him before?"

"No appointment."

The girl doesn't mind being scrutinized by others at all, so she calmly takes out a very delicate love box from her bag,

"I'm his girlfriend. I'm resting at home today, and I just want to make some sweets for him."

"girlfriend?"

The secretary's etiquette collapsed in an instant, her eyes widened, and she raised her voice in disbelief,
"How is it possible? Mr. Chen has a girlfriend?"