CEO's Forced Love

With a thin cocoon, the man's fingers gently groped for her finger joints, again and again, but Huo Mo Ting looked like normal on his face. Just suddenly he picked up his glass and looked at Yan Jingshen opposite. It was like a toast, but it was a red / naked provocation in Yan Jingshen's eyes.

Yan Jingshen didn't know how he regarded Huo moting's action as a "provocation", but he raised his glass in return.

Halfway through the meal, the crisp childlike voice from far to near, Jian Huan looked back almost for the first time.

Huo nianyan ran in alive. He had changed into a formal suit and a small red bow tie. Outside was a short cashmere coat in English style, wearing a pair of round headed small leather shoes. His curly hair was carefully taken care of. All the way, there was the smell of gel water left by him in the air.

Jane Huan wondered how Huo nianyan would come here at this time, turned her head and silently asked the men around her.

Huo Mo Ting didn't look at her and said to Huo Nian faintly, "why don't you call someone when you come?"

Huo nianyan looked at Jian Huan and Huo moting, who were sitting together, and threw a small mouth, but soon shouted to the people on the table. Huo Zhanming immediately took off his dignity and waved to Huo nianyan: "come and have dinner with Grandpa."

Mrs. Huo pulled down Huo Zhanming's hand and told Aunt Zhang, "move a chair and put it next to Xiao San."

Aunt Zhang is worthy of being Mrs. Huo's confidant. She immediately moved the chair to the center of Jian Huan and Huo Mo ting with great eyes, and their hands were released when Mrs. Huo asked to move the chair. When Huo nianyan climbed into the chair, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the left and right people.

Aunt Zhang brought a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks. Jian Huan subconsciously got up to pick them up, and then wanted to fill Huo nianyan with a bowl of hot soup.

But the little guy picked up the bowl she had drunk and sent it to his mouth.

Huo nianyan drank more than half a bowl of soup. His small face was white and red, and he burped. Jian Huan took a paper towel to wipe the soup around his mouth. His small meat hands grabbed her wrists, leaned over his head and wiped it on the paper towel. In the end, most of the people depended on her.

Jian Huan was rubbed with honey by his soft and slippery face. He helped him wipe off the fine sweat on his forehead: "is it very hot?"

Huo nianyan glared at her: "you didn't inform me when you came here for dinner!"

"Why are you so rude to your teacher?" Huo Mo Ting frowned, glanced at his son and scolded him seriously.

Huo nianyan rolled his eyes at him and leaned against Jian Huan again, shaking his head.

Huo Mo Ting took back his eyes from the "mother and son", glanced at the others one by one, and pulled his thin lips: "it's so tight that you can see a joke."

Yan Jing looked at Huo Mo Ting coldly.

Huo Zhongxiao, who already knew everything, obviously felt the undercurrent between the two men sitting opposite the dinner table. At the same time, Huo Zhongxiao couldn't help looking at Jian Huan more. Especially now, sitting with nianyan, he felt that they had a "mother child relationship".

Jian Huan found Huo nianyan hot like a small stove, so she helped him unbutton his coat and roll up his long sleeve.

Huo nianyan ate corn for himself and let Jian Huan "do whatever he wants" on himself.

The old lady was very happy. In the past, which of the women she brought to Xiao San's blind date had not been treated by Huo nianyan and had not seen him so clever in front of anyone. Now, seeing Huo nianyan so close to Jian Huan, the old lady sighed that she could do things this year!

After dinner, chief of general staff Huo got off the table and called Huo nianyan to the study: "Grandpa wants to write and read words to help Grandpa sharpen ink."

Huo nianyan looked at Jian Huan and discussed with Huo Zhanming: "Grandpa, why don't you let Xiao Jian grind it for you."

Huo Zhanming glared angrily: "she sharpened the ink for me. Why are you going?"

"I......" Huo nianyan scratched his ears and cheeks. "I'll watch cartoons later!"

Huo Zhanming didn't allow him to refuse, so he picked him up and went to the study.

Jian Huan's eyes kept following Huo nianyan's small body. She didn't take back her eyes until the study door was closed, but she inadvertently looked at Shangyan's depth of field. Even Huo Yiwei next to him threw resentful eyes at herself. She really didn't know how to offend them.

When Huo moting got married, Mrs. Huo was not so happy. Just after dinner, she warmly invited others to the living room.