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

There was only a man and a woman in the room, and they were still on the bed, panic suddenly flashed across Mo Yan's eyes, and her heartbeat accelerated again.

This time it's not a joke, he won't use alcohol to commit murder, so he wants to deal with her on the spot, right?
She hastily stretched out her hand against his body, not wanting him to approach,

"Calm down, let's talk about business first. Is it true that I can abuse you in any way? You won't retaliate?"

"There will be no retaliation."

That's impossible, he will take revenge.

Leng Beichen turned over and pulled her under his body irresistibly,

"Brothers settle accounts clearly, you have to make up for the two kisses owed to me first."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched slightly, he remembered it really well, "Then you go down first, otherwise how can I kiss?"

"it is good."

Mo Yan was wondering why Leng Beichen was surprisingly obedient this time, and suddenly, she was flipped onto top of him.

Looking at the man under her pressure, Mo Yan blushed, "Who told you to change positions like this?"

"Didn't you let me go down? My current position is very suitable to be kissed by you."

Leng Beichen suppressed the smile that was about to pop out of his chest, and put on an innocent expression,

"Hurry up, hurry up, or you'll be charged interest."

"then you."

"Close your eyes." Leng Beichen automatically closed his eyes before Mo Yan could finish speaking.

Mo Yan, "Tsk tsk~~" This man is so anxious.

She lowered her eyes and stared at his habitually pursed thin lips, the lips stained with the color of red wine were extremely sexy.

Mo Yan swallowed a few times, bent down her small face, and pecked softly on his thin lips twice.

After a while, seeing no other movement, Leng Beichen opened his deep black eyes, "It's gone?"

"Good kiss, two kisses in total, you won't tell me that I can't count when I'm drunk, will you?" Mo Yan grinned playfully, with dimples looming.

Leng Beichen touched his lips with his slender fingers, "Are you coaxing a child? How is this a kiss?"

"Sure enough, someone is going to play tricks." Mo Yan struggled to get up, "Isn't this a kiss on the mouth, is it a kiss on the nose?"

As soon as the words fell, she was turned upside down again, and her body was heavy, as if she had been crushed by a huge rock, and she was firmly pressed by the tall man.

Leng Beichen's big palm pinched her small face that was as white as jade, and the hot breath sprayed down,

"Woman, let me teach you what a real kiss is."

Mo Yan covered her small mouth, "Didn't you say you want me to abuse you? Your words don't count."

"Now I want you to abuse me, use your mouth!"

Leng Beichen couldn't help but push her little hand away, and kissed her domineeringly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

The air in his chest seemed to be sucked out, his mind was dizzy, his thinking stagnated, and he really wanted to indulge in his masculine breath.

Suddenly, his body felt cold, and his clothes fell to the ground.

Mo Yan was startled suddenly, "No, eh~~"

The small mouth was immediately blocked again.

The warm big palm brushed across her slender back, setting off an irresistible current that ran around and penetrated into all limbs.

Leng Beichen became more and more daring, and his flexible fingertips seemed to know magic, which made Mo Yan deeply involved.

"Honey, do you like it?"

"Ah."

She unknowingly put her arms around his neck, which made Leng Beichen happy.

A hoarse and extremely sexy voice mixed with hot breath poured into her cochlea, "Do you like me?"

Mo Yan was about to answer in a daze again, when the phone sang gorgeously.

No one answered, the phone tirelessly sang over and over again, even though it was locked in a drawer, it was still loud enough to wake Mo Yan up.

She let go of Leng Beichen, turned her small face to the side, expressing her refusal,

"Report to Mr. Leng, the kiss is over. Can you return my mobile phone?"

"Damn phone call!" Leng Beichen couldn't help cursing.

The phone didn't ring sooner or later, but at the critical moment, when she was about to say "like" him, it rang.

He poked and poked her small head with his slender fingers, feeling unspeakably annoyed,
"Why can you become so rational so quickly, as a woman, it's more lovely to be emotional."

Mo Yan, "." Naturally, what can I do?
"Then go find a cute woman." Mo Yan blurted out.

"You got hooked again, right? I love you, and you float away. When you really lose me someday, you will definitely regret it."

Leng Beichen was so angry that his handsome face tightened, "Think clearly, do you want the phone or me?"

Mo Yan looked at Leng Beichen's black eyes with faint anger, and made a bold choice, "Mobile phone, thank you."

Leng Beichen controlled the anger rolling in his chest, "Mo Yan! You have to learn to cherish me."

Mo Yan thought for a while, "Then how about I cook for you when I go back."

Leng Beichen froze for a moment, stretching out his hands to eat and opening his mouth in his coat since he was a child, even if he went to the deep mountains to practice martial arts, he never did it himself.

Imagining the woman he likes cooking for him seems to be very warm, and his face softens.

His slender little hands pampered the tip of her little nose,

"Little thing, can you still cook?"

Mo Yan shook her head honestly, she didn't have the skill of cooking in her memory.

"Then you still promised to cook for me?" Leng Beichen felt that he had fallen into the hole she dug.

Sure enough, Mo Yan smiled slyly, "It's because I don't know how to cook that I want you to try cooking for me."

Leng Beichen, "." So he was just a little white mouse
After all, Mo Yan finally got back her beloved mobile phone, and when she clicked on it, she was amazed.

"Miss Gong called seven or eight times, why are you in such a hurry?"

They are courteous for nothing, rape or steal. If you don't know, you think they have a strong relationship.

Mo Yan cursed, and called back, "Miss Gong"

Gong Mengxi's forceful voice came from the other end of the phone,

"Mo Yan, you have already signed a labor contract with us. From today onwards, you will be an official employee of our TWEFACE modeling center."