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

Leng Beichen and Nan Muyan fought fiercely with internal force, hurt Nan Muyan, and he was also backlashed by internal force.

Along the way, he held on to his energy, but when he returned to the hospital bed, his breath naturally vented and he entered a weak state.

When I was drowsy, I felt the familiar soft fragrance coming to the tip of my nose.

He vaguely felt the slight electric current jumping around his lips, making him soft to the bottom of his heart.

It was Mo Yan who was secretly kissing him!

Leng Beichen's long and straight eyelashes trembled slightly, and his low laughter trembled in his chest.

"Honey, do you want it?"

"No...no, I just want to kiss you."

Mo Yan jumped off him in a panic, as if she had been caught doing something bad.

Leng Beichen embraced the woman's soft body with his long and powerful arms, "Dare to do it but not admit it, huh?"

"Really not, I'm so sleepy~~" Mo Yan pretended to yawn, and buried her hot face into the man's neck.

She thought he was in a deep sleep, so she dared to do whatever she wanted on him, but she didn't know that his sleep was so light.

Leng Beichen lowered his handsome face, the scorching hormonal breath sprayed on Mo Yan's red ears, and his hoarse and sexy voice entered her cochlea,

"Woke me up, and you still say what you mean? It seems that you will be punished severely!"

Mo Yan raised her small face, "No, it was my fault, you can no longer consume energy."

In the darkness, her twinkling star eyes were full of shyness.

"I can't help it now." Leng Beichen rolled over and pulled the woman's petite body under him, "Don't underestimate your husband's fighting power."

Mo Yan couldn't laugh or cry, how dare she underestimate him?

The body temperature is transmitted in bursts, and the air heats up rapidly.

In the room, there is a lot of love...

Leng Beichen didn't need special care, so the nurses and doctors didn't bother her in the ward.

Mo Yan lay on Leng Beichen's firm chest and slept until noon until the phone kept ringing.

With her eyes closed, she reached out to fumble for her phone on the bed, but found a big palm.

Leng Beichen got the phone first.

He tenderly kissed Mo Yan Guangjie's forehead, and pulled up the quilt to cover her snow-white back.

"Baby, you go on sleeping."

"it is good."

Mo Yan climbed onto the man's vigorous body in a daze, and once again used his broad chest as a human cushion to continue her dream.

No matter how big the trouble is, put it aside first, and then talk about it after getting enough sleep.

Leng Beichen hugged his delicate and soft arms tightly, picked up the phone, "Speak."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yuhuan's voice was a little excited,
"Master, last night we discovered that Qin Xiaoyue was sneaking up with a man, and that man was actually very similar to the missing Du Shengtian.

Shall we catch him and torture him? "

"I caught it." Leng Beichen's face darkened slightly.

After the submarine explosion, he was hypnotized and lost his memory, which made him firmly believe that he was Du Shengtian.

After getting rid of the hypnotic method, the real Du Shengtian seemed to have evaporated from the world, and his life and death were unknown.

But yesterday, Nanmuyan actually used Du Shengtian's name to open a room in the clubhouse to meet Mo Yan, indicating that Du Shengtian is probably a member of the ISIR organization.

"Master, we took a photo of Du Shengtian and sent it to you on WeChat."

"Interrogate him for details about the ISIR organization and Nanmuyan."

Leng Beichen hung up the phone, and turned on the phone with his slender fingers, intending to check Du Shengtian's photo.

His eyelids twitched slightly, his eyes fell on an unread video, and an ominous premonition struck his heart.

"At one o'clock last night, did someone send me a video?"

Leng Beichen was talking to himself, and was about to click on the video, when a slender and beautiful little hand took a picture of him on his phone.

"Chen, I was tired last night, let's sleep for a while."

Mo Yan crawled up, wrapping her arms around his neck, her delicate skin blocked his sight.

Leng Beichen put down his phone, and buried his handsome face forward, so that his entire face was surrounded by warmth and tenderness.

He took a deep breath of the woman's sweet breath, raised his face, raised his eyebrows slightly,
"In order to prevent me from discovering something, someone even became bold and unrestrained, huh?"

"Who... who is it?" Mo Yan's face was slightly hot, and she stammered.

He saw it.

She heard Leng Beichen calling in a daze just now, and finally opened her blurred eyes, but she heard Leng Beichen talking to herself about the video.

video?

She was startled and woke up. Is it the video of her being thumped by the Nanmu eaves last night?

Seeing that Leng Beichen was going to click on the video, her first reaction was to stop him from watching it.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she used the beauty trick again.

Leng Beichen clasped Mo Yan's slender neck with his big palm, and approached her with a handsome face, "What do you think? Be honest and be lenient."

"You promise me first that no matter what I say, you will not be angry."

Mo Yan didn't want to hide it at first, but the stress reaction of just waking up made her feel guilty.

Leng Beichen scratched the tip of her nose lovingly with his slender fingers, "Okay, I promise you, I won't be angry."

"Last night, I had some incidents with Nan Muyan in the aisle outside. Mo Xiaodie took a video and sent it to you, but you believe..." I said.

Before Mo Yan finished speaking, he saw Leng Beichen's complexion darken at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a chill.

"Mo, Yan!" Leng Beichen paused every word with a tense voice.

His bottomless eyes fell on Mo Yan's small face, like X-rays, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

What happened between her and Nan Muyan in the room of the clubhouse, no one knows, he can pretend that nothing happened to them.

But in the bamboo forest, she kissed the Nanmu eaves, it was a sure thing, he saw it with his own eyes.

Now it is said that Mo Xiaodie took a video of them in the hospital corridor, and they can guess what happened between her and Nan Muyan with their toes, otherwise Mo Xiaodie would have to send him the video?

Leng Beichen grabbed his phone, clicked on the video, and saw Nan Muyan pushing Mo Yan against the wall, grabbing her little hand and pressing it where it shouldn't be.

His head exploded with a "boom", and his five fingers were tightly clenched into fists.

The blue veins on the back of the hand swelled, the blood all over the body rushed to the forehead, and the jaw line was as tight as a string that was about to be broken.

In his opinion, in a marriage, when his woman kisses another man and touches her skin, that is an unbearable betrayal.

In the past, once he was betrayed by someone who was so proud and arrogant, he would have crippled the other party without asking questions, no matter what the other party's status was.

But last night in the car, whenever she acted coquettishly, he easily compromised and forgave her, how wicked.

But betrayed once, he forgave, turned around, she did it again?
"Are you angry?" Mo Yan raised her hand and rubbed the center of Leng Beichen's frowning brows.

When he was gentle, he called her "baby", and when he was angry, he called her by her full name.

Leng Beichen rubbed his scalp vigorously with his big palms, messing up his pretty hairstyle.

With great difficulty, he suppressed the volcano that was about to erupt, and barely squeezed out three words, "Don't get angry."

Mo Yan couldn't imagine what kind of psychological torture Leng Beichen had experienced before he forced himself to compromise with the arrogance in his bones.

She believed it naively, "It's good that you don't get angry. In fact, a lot of things happened last night.

When I was about to ask Nan Muyan about the way to dismantle the bomb, Mo Xiaodie deliberately ran out to make trouble, and even admitted that Mo Xuyao ​​was the one who pushed Mo Xuyao ​​off the roof.

Then I called the police.She was caught by the police because she reaped the fruit of her own life, but it made me go to find Nanmuyan today..."

"Looking for him again?" Leng Beichen shouted coldly.

The burning anger and the most taboo humiliation of a man strongly devoured his reason, "If you look for him again, we will break up!"

"Break...Break up?" Mo Yan's expression froze, and his eyes felt astringent.