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

Seeing that Mo Yan disliked living with him, Leng Beichen was annoyed,
"We only need to act as the CP of the couple group to the public, and we have agreed to do business and have nothing to do with each other in private. What are you worried about?
Can't you feel that I have no feeling for you at all? "

"." Mo Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak.

shameful!She didn't realize that he had no feeling for her at all.

At this moment, she really wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Losing is not losing, Mo Yan put on a small face,

"Coincidentally, I don't have any feelings for you either, each other, my mind is full of Su Haoran now."

Leng Beichen's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye,

"In this case, we have a happy cooperation, and the company has made money, so it will naturally give you more bonuses."

Mo Yan slapped the table, "Deal!"

She needs to make money, and with the help of the dog man, she can find her grandfather and mother, suppress Su Shuran's mother and daughter, and give herself justice.

Since he has no feelings for her, she has no worries.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

Her hand holding the bowl was pressed down by Leng Beichen,
"Is there anyone who asks the spokesperson to wash the dishes? Leave it alone, and a nanny will come tomorrow."

This treatment is not bad.

It was late at night, Mo Yan went back to the room, took out the newly bought four-piece suit, and after laying it on the bed, she was dumbfounded.

The sheets, quilt covers, and even the pillowcases were all embroidered with pictures of handsome dog men.

As soon as she lay on the bed, she turned over as if she was lying in his arms, her eyes were full of his faint smile.

Terrible!
The point is, time is so tight, how did he get rid of the well-embroidered and difficult-to-portrait bedding?
How did he calculate that she would go to the mall to buy a four-piece suit, and let her choose him at a glance among the bedding?
"A black-bellied man! Didn't you say that you don't have feelings for me? Didn't you feel that you would spend so much time on me?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Mo Yan is impatient, so she ran to knock on Leng Beichen's door.

After knocking for a long time, no one opened the door.

"He fell asleep so soon? Knowing that I will come to him, deliberately avoiding me?"

How did Mo Yan know that at this moment, Leng Beichen was in the room for a video conference.

"Master, your 'adhesive plaster cold treatment' is really brilliant, it can meet you every day, and it can also keep you in a high profile.

The young mistress can't escape your palm no matter what. "Chen Yuhuan farted rainbow farts in a hurry.

Leng Beichen tore off his collar, and the pent-up gas gushed out all at once,

"What's wrong with me? Cooking for her, I was sweating from the heat, but she said she didn't feel anything about me, and said that her mind was full of Su Haoran.

If it were someone else, I would have

Even through the screen, Chen Yuhuan could feel Leng Beichen's frightening aura about to breathe fire.

It was the first time I saw Leng Beichen complaining so much, it seems that he was not a little bit aggrieved by Mo Yan.

Leng Beichen calmed down, "Tell me about Su Haoran's movements."

"Su Haoran chased him to Tiancheng overnight, but for some reason, he didn't call Young Mistress."

"He is afraid that it will affect her sleep." Thinking of Su Haoran's appearance of a lover, Leng Beichen became angry, "He really can bear it."

"Master, Su Haoran's actions were quick, and he bought a property in Tiancheng at a sky-high price regardless of the cost. It seems that he has a deep affection for Young Mistress."

Chen Yuhuan realized that he had talked too much, and quickly changed his words, "But no matter how deep it is, it can't compare to the young master's affection."

Leng Beichen snorted coldly, "I'm not that naive, who cares about being a lover? Arrange a big gift for him tomorrow so that Mo Yan can meet him."

"Ah? Young Master, you want to give Young Mistress to him?" Chen Yuhuan was confused.

This is not Leng Beichen's style. When has he ever been humble?

"Want me to let him? Don't even think about it in the next life."

Leng Beichen's slender fingertips flicked the small spray gun lighter one after another, blue flames gushed out, illuminating his handsome face flickeringly bright and dark, keeping his secrets secret.

The man with a full belly snorted coldly,
"I want them to meet each other more, the less they will feel. See if she dares to say that she likes him then?"

Chen Yuhuan breathed a sigh of relief, this was Leng Beichen they really admired.

"Master, is there any way to make Young Mistress change her mind?"

"Of course I have a way, you go to deploy now, I'll take a shower."

Leng Beichen came out of the shower when he heard a knock on the door.

His long eyelashes trembled. The little girl must have seen the four-piece suit and came to settle accounts with him.

Mo Yan outside the door was speechless, the door was about to be knocked into pieces, but he didn't even open the door. As for being afraid of her, was he so afraid that the door should be closed tightly?

"Mr. Leng, when did you change your surname to Gui? Do you like being a turtle?"

The door finally opened, and a scent of shower gel mixed with a strong masculine breath wafted out.

"Who are you talking about shrinking your head?"

Leng Beichen wiped his wet hair with a towel, and the water droplets slid down the outline of his handsome and resolute face.

When he raised his hand, his arm muscles burst out with masculine strength, full of hormones.

Mo Yan's breathing became uncontrollably disordered.

He looks thin when he is dressed, but he is fleshy when he is undressed, and his figure is better than that of international male models, which makes it impossible to look away.

"Lonely sleepless in the middle of the night, want to go to my bed?"

Leng Beichen's complexion was smudged with a tinge of pink by the steam, and he was so handsome that he suffocated.

The towel was loosely tied around his fat-free waist, and when his long legs moved, the towel seemed about to fall off at any time.

Wild and sexy!

"You are the one who can't sleep alone."

Mo Yan's face was flushed, her mouth was parched, and the momentum of knocking on the door just now had been weakened by most of it.

This man is simply a monster, he is prettier than a woman.

She quickly raised her chest and retracted her abdomen, her chin slightly raised, she couldn't lose her momentum,
"Mr. Leng, don't you think you're too naive to deal with that bed sheet and quilt cover, and you really have a crush on me?"

"Heh!" Leng Beichen snorted softly, poking at Mo Yan's forehead with his slender fingers,

"Mo Yan, please adjust your position. We are a cooperative relationship. Don't affect your work because you are greedy for me."

"I'm greedy for you" Mo Yan was so angry that his tongue got stuck,
"Working relationship, do you need me to sleep with you - a picture? Mr. Leng, you dare to do it or not, what kind of man are you?"

Leng Beichen's lips parted playfully, "You sleep with me, I sleep with you, so that we can hype, understand?"

"What the hell? You still want to sleep with me? Treat me like a doll to be manipulated by others?" Mo Yan sneered, it was so shameless.

Suddenly, her arms tightened, and Leng Beichen forcefully dragged her into the room.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yan raised her eyes and was stunned.

His bed was covered with her photos, and even the blanket was embroidered with her.

"Do you want to watch how I sleep with you?"

Leng Beichen stretched his long straight legs, and his long body lay down on the soft bed.

Mo Yan's poster-like portrait embroidered with the bed, it looked as if she was being held tightly in his arms.

"You're boring!" Mo Yan couldn't read any more, turned her head and left.

As soon as the door was opened, a big slender white hand propped on the door panel.

With a "bang", Leng Beichen pushed hard, and the door closed heavily.

Mo Yan's nerves tensed instantly, and her starry eyes flickered as she looked at the imposing man beside him, exuding the aura of male hormones.

"Mr. Leng Leng, you don't want to make a fake show, do you?"