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

When Mo Yan saw that Leng Beichen deliberately took 1000 million red envelopes to arrange for Su Haoran and He Qiushan to kiss, she was overjoyed,

"Hao Ran, hurry up and give me a kiss."

Su Haoran has always been lofty, "I've never heard that there are conditions attached to giving red envelopes as gifts. They are not sincere, and I don't want the red envelopes..."

"Yes, Mr. Leng and Mo Yan's heart, must."

He Qiushan pulled out the check from Leng Beichen's hand, and quickly smacked Su Haoran's lips.

Su Haoran's fair and handsome face suddenly flushed with a blush, spreading to the back of the ears.

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched violently.

Are these two really a couple?Su Haoran would blush even if he just scratched the surface?
Compared with the thick-skinned and shameless Leng Beichen beside him, Su Haoran is simply too innocent.

Su Haoran blushed, but he didn't seem to be very happy. He quietly withdrew the hand that was held by He Qiushan.

After all, He Qiushan is a girl, no matter how nervous she is, she can feel Su Haoran's estrangement from her. He obviously resists any physical contact with her.

"I'm a little sleepy, let's sleep for a while."

In order to avoid embarrassment, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, but her nasal cavity was sore uncontrollably.

Always optimistic and cheerful, she was perseverant, with her face turned sideways to the window, and a crystal tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

She thought she could protect him without asking for anything in return, but it turns out that it feels so uncomfortable to be treated indifferently.

Is she wanting too much?
Mo Yan felt the awkwardness in the atmosphere, so she had to change the subject.
"Where are we going on vacation this time?"

"Want to know?"

Leng Beichen moved her cheek shamelessly closer again, "Before asking questions from now on, you must first show your sincerity by being courteous."

Mo Yan was speechless, the dog man was everywhere.

Leng Beichen was touched by her soft lips, and couldn't help but chuckled happily, "Butterfly Island."

"I've heard of Peach Blossom Island, Butterfly Island? Is it a newly developed tourist attraction? There are many butterflies, right?"

Leng Beichen took a deep look at her, leaned his head back on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

Mo Yan, "..." The dog man is still playing tricks to whet her appetite?

Do you still need to ask?The name Butterfly Island is definitely related to butterflies.

She can imagine the beautiful scene of flowers blooming like a brocade, colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers.

Beautiful...

Before he knew it, Mo Yan fell asleep.

In a daze, she felt that Leng Beichen had covered her with a shawl.

In her chaotic mind, a ridiculous thought flashed through her——

If she was never a killer, would he really love her?

In a daze, she vaguely heard Su Haoran's voice again,

"Qiu Shan, what's wrong with you? Your nose is twitching. You don't have a cold, do you?"

"No, I just had a nightmare." He Qiushan burst into a beautiful smile to conceal her depression.

"What did you dream about?"

Su Haoran stretched out his fingertips to wipe away the tears on He Qiushan's face.

He Qiushan's heart tightened, her bright phoenix eyes were full of anticipation.

She dreamed of this scene and fantasized about it many times.

When Su Haoran was about to touch her face, his fingers suddenly stopped.

Then, he withdrew his hand, took out a tissue and handed it to He Qiushan, "What kind of nightmare is so scary? It made you cry."

He Qiushan, "..."

She drooped her long and curly eyelashes to conceal the loss in her heart, and raised her eyelids again, with an expression of indifference and indifference.

"It's like encountering a monster or something on an island. It's quite scary."

"I can't tell, you're quite imaginative."

The two chatted for a few words, then fell into a relatively wordless silence.

"Hey, chatting to death in a few words like you have no meaning in enhancing the relationship between husband and wife."

As a bystander, Leng Beichen seriously felt that his 1000 million red envelopes with gifts were meat buns beating dogs, and he was cheated without discussion.

This couple might go through divorce procedures in less than a week.

Su Haoran cast a sideways glance at Leng Beichen, even if he was the big boss behind the scenes, he couldn't be friendly with him, "What's your opinion, Mr. Leng?"

"Great opinion, of course there is, you look after it."

Leng Beichen snapped his fingers, leaned towards Mo Yan suddenly, and sucked heavily on her lips.

Mo Yan was startled by his sudden intimacy, and opened her eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Baby, I think your lips are a bit dry, I want to feed you some saliva to moisten your lips."

Leng Beichen rubbed Mo Yan's little head with his big palm,
"Look, if I water you, your hair will turn black again."

Mo Yan, "..." A glib dog man!
But facing the "lovely" Leng Beichen, she couldn't get angry,
"I'm still hungry, do you still want to feed me a big meal?"

"Approval of your application."

Leng Beichen flung his big palm upwards chicly, and a piece of chocolate was thrown high into the air, and fell into his mouth with precision.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned towards Mo Yan again.

Mo Yan immediately understood what he was going to do, and quickly hid aside,
"I'm just kidding, I'm not hungry at all, you can enjoy it by yourself."

"too late!"

Leng Beichen smiled lowly, holding Mo Yan's small face in his hands.

His pressed sweet thin lips did not stop at all, crushing her lips wildly, and pouring chocolate into her lips and teeth.

His behavior was so outrageously strong that he was hated by others, but it was impossible for any woman to resist.

Memories flooded into my mind quickly, and Mo Yan's eyes were filled with a layer of watery light.

This is the third time he feeds her chocolate.

The first time, he lied to her that she was a vegetable, but took her to a candlelight dinner under the identity of Leng Boshe.

The second time, he took Huadie to have a candlelight dinner and washed off the mask that Huadie painted on his face.

Mo Yan closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the unusually sweet chocolate, as well as Leng Beichen's rich and fresh masculine breath.

Mouthful of sweetness, mixed with the taste of salty tears, this taste is unforgettable for a lifetime.

Just when Mo Yan was feeling sad, Leng Beichen withdrew from the kiss, with a cynical arc on the corner of his mouth,

"Young Master Su, you are a superstar. In theory, your ability to imitate should be extremely strong. Come on, let me see your skill."

Mo Yan opened her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the tumbling undercurrents.

Sure enough, she shouldn't have been moved because of him, every time she fell in love with him, the ending would make her so angry that she wanted to strangle herself to death.

He just used her as a tool to tease and suppress Su Haoran!

"Boring." Su Haoran was unmoved by Leng Beichen's provocation.

It made Leng Beichen punch the cotton like a punch, just to make fun of himself.

He Qiushan picked up a piece of chocolate with her pale jade fingers, peeled off the wrapper,

"Of course, since Mr. Leng has personally demonstrated, it's okay for us to study."

Su Haoran looked at her in astonishment, "Study?"

"Yes, Mr. Leng is right. Between husband and wife, there must be fun."

He Qiushan went all out.

He is already her husband, and Leng Beichen has already made it clear to them, so does she want to leave him to other women?

She took a deep breath, stuffed the chocolate between her lips, and quickly leaned over to Su Haoran.

Su Haoran instinctively stretched out his hand to block it, and a soft feeling came from his palm.

He blushed and froze for a moment, then his eyes darkened, and the delicate face of the woman was infinitely magnified in front of him.

In the next moment, there was a burst of sweet softness between the thin lips.

The small fish are entangled, the fragrance overflows, and the heat between the four lips heats up rapidly.

Suddenly, He Qiushan's tongue suddenly hurt.

Su Haoran actually bit her?
He Qiushan backed out aggrieved.

Don't be too sentimental again!
It's all Leng Beichen's fault for bewitching her...

It was already night when the plane landed on the island.

The night was shrouded, but the island was brightly lit, and the place where the plane landed was full of people.

"The island owner is here, welcome to the island owner, a warm welcome!"

Many people shouted in unison.

"Island owner?"

Mo Yan understood, they were speaking English, but they all had obvious accents.

On closer inspection, their clothing is also a bit out of tune with today's fashion.

"This is an isolated island? Did you buy this island?"

Mo Yan knows that owning luxury cars, private yachts, and private jets is no longer a sign of being rich.

Buying a private island and becoming the owner of one party is a popular way for those billionaires who are incomparably rich to compare and show off their wealth.

"Xanadu." Leng Beichen led everyone to greet the people who came to greet them.

A man who looked like a leader came to Leng Beichen, put his hands on his chest, bowed his head respectfully,

"Island Master, I will wait for a long time."

Mo Yan murmured in her heart that their way of saluting also had local characteristics.

She took a deep breath, the air here is exceptionally fresh, it should be a good place for vacation.

But by visual inspection, no butterflies were seen.

Probably in a place where flowers are everywhere on the island, you can see the spectacle of butterflies flying all over the sky, right?
She was daydreaming endlessly when a slender voice flashed in front of her eyes, followed by a clear and pleasant girl's voice,

"Island Master, you are here, I...we have been looking forward to you for a long time."

Mo Yan's heart trembled.

This girl actually spoke standard fluent Chinese, with undisguised joy in her moving voice.

She was trying to see the girl clearly through the light, when she suddenly jumped to Leng Beichen's side, stood on tiptoe, and approached his cheek.

Mo Yan's pupils tightened for a while, is this girl trying to kiss Beichen?