CEO's Forced Love

In the past, Jane Huan pushed him away with a blush, but now she raised her arms in cooperation and let him take off his sweater. Bai Ying's skin was exposed to the light. She kissed him back and took off his shirt

The living room of the suite is covered with thick carpet and only one wall lamp is on. The soft halo sets off the charming atmosphere of the whole suite.

Jian Huan's white arms are wrapped around Huo Mo Ting's neck. They are a little apart. Her bare feet stand on tiptoe to shorten the height difference between the two. Huo Mo Ting bends her head in cooperation with her and forces Jian Huan to go backwards while interacting with her lips and tongues

While they were cleaning their guns and getting angry, Jane Huan's cell phone rang, and the bell rang noisily in her handbag.

Huo moting insisted on not letting go of her. His voice was hoarse and low: "don't answer..."

"Maybe... Something important... Let go first..." Jane Huan had no choice but to hold his face and kiss him back for a few seconds: "continue after receiving."

As soon as he said this, he really let her go, stepped back and looked at her with intriguing eyes.

Jane Huan blushed when he saw it. She casually picked up the sweater on the ground to cover her upper body and went to answer the phone.

Until she picked up her cell phone, she could feel the two burning eyes behind her, so that she didn't look at the caller ID and directly pressed to answer: "hello?"

"The court's mediation documents have come down in the past two days. When are you free?"

Jane Huan held her cell phone and subconsciously turned to her side: "I know. I'll contact you at the specific time."

"Where do you live these days?" the question of donkey's lips not horse's mouth came from the other end of the phone.

Jane Huan is really unwilling to deal with Yan Jingshen's "concern". They have divorced. Is his concern given to the wrong person?

But she had no time to speak, and suddenly a man came up on her back.

Jane Huan shuddered and almost cried out. Her body stirred up a layer of small particles, and her trembling shoulder was gnawed by his teeth.

The other end of the phone was quiet, only silent breathing.

Jane Huan's breath also began to be unstable. The man behind her suddenly bit her heavily, which made her take a breath.

"Huanhuan, what's the matter with you?" Yan Jingshen obviously heard her strange, and his deep voice was mixed with some tension.

"No..." Jane huangang wanted to hang up the phone perfunctorily, but Huo moting clasped her wrist.

I don't know when the mobile phone in his hand has been taken away by him. Jane Huan tiptoed to get it back, but he threw the mobile phone to the nearby sofa, and then pulled her over and pressed her on the sofa. The wall lamp light hit him, and the black figure almost wanted to envelop her. The narrow space made her retreat.

Jane Huan also wanted to see her mobile phone left aside. As soon as she turned her head and jaw, she was pulled over and kissed one after another.

The rising temperature makes Jian Huan unable to think normally.

"Go back to the room..." she was weak. She saw him start to untie his belt and hurriedly reminded him.

But he didn't give her room to discuss

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Yan Jingshen stood in front of the study window. His slender body was like a tight sharp string.

He suddenly smashed the mobile phone into the wall next to him, and it broke in two. The back cover bounced to his feet. His breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was trying to restrain something.

A slender jade hand suddenly appeared on her waist. Huo Yiwei didn't know when she entered the study: "Why are you so angry? Who made you unhappy?"

But before she stuck to his body, her wrist was buckled back, and the man had been staggered to his front.

Huo Yiwei looked up and saw Yan Jingshen's angry eyes. She had never seen such Yan Jingshen. She was full of Yin Li. There was a blue tendon riot between her neck. Her wrist was pinched so hot that she couldn't help frowning and shouting, "you hurt me, let go!"

When she thought he would let go and comfort herself softly, Yan Jingshen threw away her hand and turned around without saying a word and slammed the door out.

Huo Yiwei fell unsteadily on the sofa and listened to the heavy door closing sound. She was so angry that she waved down a table lamp next to her.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yingmei heard the news and went upstairs. As soon as he opened the door of his study, he saw Huo Yiwei.

"Mom!" Huo Yiwei immediately blushed when she saw her. While patting her on the shoulder, Jiang Yingmei looked at the study, saw the broken mobile phone and the bottom lamp, and looked up and down at Huo Yiwei with concern: "what happened? Were you hurt? Pray for blessings?"

"I don't know why he suddenly went crazy and pinched my wrists..." Huo Yiwei was spoiled since childhood. She didn't suffer such grievances.