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

"You want us to do the fake show for real?" Leng Beichen took a step forward.

"You're turning things upside down again." Mo Yan backed away angrily.

A icy cold came from behind, and her slender back pressed against the door tightly, unable to retreat.

"You're still too young to fight against me." Leng Beichen's thin lips curled up evilly.

His long legs lazily moved forward, took another step, stretched out his long arms, and supported her head with one hand.

The slender body bent slightly, covering her in front of her broad chest.

"Mr. Leng, remember to maintain a working relationship."

Mo Yan reminded in a cold voice, but her breathing tightened uncontrollably, her face became hot.

In the past, when he kissed her, he was always wearing clothes.

This time, his firm and tight muscles were fully exposed to the air, and his well-defined and muscular chest was extremely sexy.

The slightly cold skin after the bath was pressed against her increasingly hot body, even through a nightgown, she still clearly felt the unspeakable electric current continuously discharge her.

Mo Yan suppressed her beating heartbeat like a deer, and put on a small face to hide her feelings for him,

"Mr. Leng, is it appropriate to use your body to suppress others if you disagree with me?"

"It's suitable, whoever makes you short, you can hit me if you have the guts."

A certain person has a great sense of superiority and is arrogant and rebellious. The word "honesty" does not exist in him.

"." Mo Yan kept rolling her eyes, she's tall, isn't it amazing?
When it was over, she felt top-heavy, and the breath she exhaled seemed to be on fire, extremely hot.

Mo Yan hastily lowered her thick and curly eyelashes, for fear that he would notice her throbbing.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, and she stared straight at his bottom.
From her angle, his abs and mermaid lines can be seen at a glance.

The drops of bath water rolled all the way and seeped in along the edge of the bath towel on his muscular waist, which made people think about it, and couldn't help but imagine it.

With his strong masculine aura filling the whole room, the seductive sex reached the extreme.

Leng Beichen followed her gaze, and his eyes fell on the protruding silhouette under his towel.

"puff!"

He has always presented himself as an indifferent and ruthless CEO, and he rarely laughs.

But this time, the high arc of his mouth couldn't be suppressed,

"Little thing, you are so greedy that you wish you could become clairvoyant, right?"

"What?" Mo Yan was dazed, unable to understand what he was saying.

Leng Beichen put his big palm on the towel around his waist,

"Since you are so obvious, why don't I show kindness and open it for you to take a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Mo Yan only felt that her ears were buzzing, and she couldn't hear what he said clearly.

Suddenly, Leng Beichen raised his big palm.

"Ah!" Mo Yan quickly covered her eyes, and finally understood what he meant.

"Come around, I wasn't looking at you at all just now." She screamed, unable to stand up.

Leng Beichen's chest trembled, and he laughed softly, but he was actually wearing pants.

He deliberately teased her, "I really don't want to see it? Such a good welfare, after passing this village, there will be no such shop."

Mo Yan was blindfolded and shook her little head like a rattle, "No, no, fasten it back."

Leng Beichen regained his serious appearance,

"You can't change the four-piece suit on your bed. I will invite reporters to take pictures at any time to show our love nest, understand?"

Mo Yan nodded vigorously, "Got it, let me go."

Finally, the crisis was over, and Leng Beichen let her go.

Mo Yan glared at the evil man and leaned leisurely on the soft bed.

Her portrait was pressed by him, he stretched out his long arms, and stuffed a pillow with her bright eyes into his arms.

Mo Yan was speechless, this scene was impossible to watch.

She angrily opened his door to leave, but after thinking about it, she ran away in such a despondent way, feeling that she was an ugly defeat.

She turned around, pretending to be indifferent, with a hint of provocation at the corner of her mouth,
"Mr. Leng, do you know why you can't attract me even after stripping yourself naked?"

Without waiting for Leng Beichen's response, Mo Yan hurriedly threw out the answer,
"Because you are too white, I have no feeling for the little white face."

The evil and arrogant smile on the corner of Leng Beichen's mouth froze slightly, he lowered his eyes to look at himself, is white skin a crime?

After regaining face once, Mo Yan's mood improved a lot, she hummed a little song and went back to her room.

I slept until dawn, refreshed, and just got up when a WeChat message popped up on my phone.

Su Haoran sent: 【Yanyan, I have a cold, please come and help me. 】

Then, he sent another address.

Mo Yan has always been righteous, and when he heard that he was sick, he hurriedly rushed out.

She didn't notice that Leng Beichen and Chen Yuhuan were waiting for her to come out in a luxury car outside the community.

"Master, you hacked into Su Haoran's cell phone and sent messages to Young Mistress in his name, she didn't suspect it at all."

Leng Beichen's handsome face tensed, "She has always had a low IQ."

The fast-talking Chen Yuhuan unceremoniously exposed the facts,
"For Su Haoran, the young mistress ran out without even washing her face, which shows that she is really nervous about Su Haoran.

She seemed never so nervous about the young master. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of his seat was kicked.

Leng Beichen's black eyes were so dark that ink could seep out. Although the facts were clear, he couldn't save face and lose this person.

"Who said she wasn't nervous about me? You tell her now that I'm sick, let's see how she chooses."

Chen Yuhuan was dumbfounded, "Master, aren't you making fun of yourself?"

"You don't have confidence in me?" Leng Beichen didn't believe in this evil.

If Mo Yan had no feelings for him, even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it. Which woman could escape his charm?
Chen Yuhuan didn't dare to say anything, so she had to make a phone call.

At this moment, Mo Yan has already boarded a taxi.

"Young Mistress, the Young Master suddenly fainted." Chen Yuhuan intentionally played out the phone's voice.

"He will faint? The whole world faints, and he will not faint.

I have something urgent to do. I will ask for a day off today. Tell Mr. Leng for me. "Mo Yan hastily hung up the phone.

Leng Beichen has strong internal strength, and his physical fitness is better than that of a first-class athlete. How could he faint?
So Mo Yan wasn't fooled at all.

The temperature inside the car suddenly dropped several degrees.

Chen Yuhuan shyly put away her phone, as I said earlier, I shouldn't have made this call.

It took Leng Beichen several minutes to suppress his anger, "Her IQ seems to have improved."

Chen Yuhuan silently slandered, so the young master is just deceiving himself and others, Mo Yan is obviously the truth, only Su Haoran is in his heart.

After thinking about it, he quickly diverted Leng Beichen's attention,

"Master, the international meeting in the morning is related to the company's prospects, it is very important, let's go back right away."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Beichen interrupted, "It's important."

"Isn't business just a meeting?"

The back of his seat was kicked again, "Stop rambling, the meeting is postponed, my woman's affairs are more important."

Chen Yuhuan raised his eyebrows, this is a multinational meeting, and it was not held by his own company, so if it is postponed, will it be postponed?
He wanted to persuade him again, but Leng Beichen swept over with a sharp cold light,
"Drive, follow, I want to see her break up with Su Haoran with my own eyes."