CEO's Forced Love

"Huo nianyan" came back: "my father has taken me upstairs. It's in room 1210. Little Jane, I'll wait for you."

If there is no last sentence, Jane Huan will turn the electric car back immediately.

When the doorbell "Ding Dong Ding Dong" rang hurriedly, Huo Mo Ting was holding his mobile phone to send a text message.

Passing by the fitting mirror, Huo Mo Ting slowed down, glanced at himself in the mirror, and then raised his hand to pull the collar of the bathrobe slightly to both sides. The open collar exposed a large chest. Under the light, the lines were perfect, the texture was tight and transparent *, and then he went to open the door with satisfaction.

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In fact, Jane Huan was quite indifferent to the room number 1210. She lived in this room with Huo moting last night.

Whether Huo moting was intentional or a coincidence arranged by the hotel, she stood at the door of the room and lingered for five minutes before she rang the doorbell.

When the door opened, Jane Huan looked up and faced the soft light, facing Huo Mo Ting's dark and deep eyes.

But her eyes stayed on him for no more than three seconds, and she looked inside with her head. "What about reading words?"

Huo Mo Ting turned and walked in and said carelessly, "maybe he's asleep."

Jane Huan followed him in, closed the door and looked in the direction of the bedroom. "Can I go in and see him?"

Huo moting had already sat back on the sofa, his long legs folded, holding the turntable of the remote control board, and ignored her at all.

Jane Huan thought he was acquiescent. As soon as he put the bag on the tea table, he opened the door and went in quietly. Sure enough, Huo nianyan fell asleep on the bed.

The little guy lay on his side on the soft pillow and was wearing a bathrobe. His small face was red with the heating. A pair of fat feet were exposed outside. Jian Huan sat down gently by the bed and held his little feet in the palm of his hand. His heart was soft and sweet.

Jane Huan picked him up and just wanted to put him into the quilt. Huo nianyan snorted and his eyelashes moved.

Jane Huan quickly held her breath. She had never been a mother and took care of her children entirely by feeling. For example, at this time, she didn't know what to do so that she wouldn't be afraid of the child waking up. She learned the posture she had seen before, hugged Huo nianyan and patted him on the back.

Huo nianyan smashed his small mouth, buried his face in Jian Huan's arms and rubbed her chest.

Jane Huan blushed, but didn't push him away. She sat at the head of the bed, half hugged him and stared at his sleeping face.

I don't know if she has the knowledge that they are mother and son. Now how does she think Huo nianyan looks like herself? Her fingertips carefully slide over his eyebrows and look like herself. Then she found that Huo nianyan also has beauty tips, just covered under her curly hair.

Even though she deliberately avoided some facts, some of Huo nianyan's facial features were the same as Huo moting's, such as a nose, very straight, lips and thin.

Jane Huan looked at him and couldn't help but bow her head and kiss his tender face. She was moved and full of love.

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Cover Huo nianyan with a quilt. Jian Huan retreats from the bedroom. Huo moting still sits there watching TV.

She walked over. "The bag contains scrambled eggs with spring bamboo shoots and rice. I'd like to read it tomorrow. Please warm it up for him."

Huo moting's eyes stayed on the TV, as if he didn't hear her voice, or he ignored her directly.

As soon as Jane Huan turned to leave, Huo moting's mobile phone on the tea table vibrated.

When she came to the door, she heard Huo moting say, "OK, I'll send him to the capital in two days to reassure the Xu family."

Jane Huan put her hand on the doorknob, but she couldn't turn it. The word "Xu family" stabbed her nerve endings like a poisonous thorn.

Huo moting was talking on the phone. A shadow covered him. He looked up. It was Jian Huan who had gone back and forth. It was just a glance. He moved his eyes to answer the phone: "well, I know... Ok... That's it first."

Jane Huan saw him hang up and couldn't wait to ask, "are you going to send the speech to his grandfather's house?"

Huo Mo Ting glanced at her anxious little face, took a drink from her glass and said, "what's wrong?"

Jian Huan heard Huo nianyan mention his experience in grandma's house by chance before, and it was also the only time to go to Xu's house.