CEO's Forced Love

In fact, even if Huo moting doesn't say it, Huo nianyan plans to call and ask Jane Huan where he sleeps tonight.

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Jane Huan hesitated for a long time when she saw the caller ID.

Thinking of Huo moting's bad behavior in bed just now, he answered the phone, put on his clothes and left without saying a word——

Jane Huan didn't want to forgive him so simply. She simply put her mobile phone aside and went to the kitchen to get dinner by herself.

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"Dad, what if no one answers?" Huo nianyan turned and asked the man in the driver's seat.

"Keep playing."

After a while, Huo nianyan turned his head again with his mobile phone: "Dad, did little Jane go out without a phone?"

Huo moting knew that Jian Huan should still be in Jindi art scene at the moment, but he didn't want to answer his phone.

Open the storage compartment with one hand and take out a mobile phone: "use this in five minutes."

"Oh." Huo nianyan took the phone and dialed Jane Huan's number in a manner. As a result, it rang twice.

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Jane cheerfully brought out the dishes. Seeing that the mobile phone rang again, she went over and saw that it was a strange number, so she answered.

Unexpectedly, Huo nianyan's voice sounded over there: "why didn't you answer the phone just now?"

Jane Huan made an excuse: "I went to the bathroom. What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Can't I call you if it's all right?" the little guy was dissatisfied.

"Of course..." Jane Huan listened to his soft waxy voice and said softly, "are you still at Grandma's house?"

At this time, Huo nianyan, with his mobile phone close to his small ear, twisted on his seat, looked at Huo Mo ting and said, "I've come back."

"Back to Qinyuan?" Jane huanqingrou's voice leaked out of the receiver.

Huo Mo Ting glanced at his son. To be exact, his eyes fell on the mobile phone.

Huo nianyan said, "no, I'm still on the road."

He said, looking at Huo moting. Seeing that Huo moting was focused on driving, he said to the microphone, "the school will start reporting at 8 o'clock tomorrow."

"OK, I see. I'll pick you up in Qinyuan early tomorrow."

Huo nianyan was obviously dissatisfied with the answer: "it seems that I left my homework book with you yesterday."

"Yes?" there was a rustle on the phone. After a meeting, Jane Huan said, "I didn't see it. Did I remember wrong?"

"How could it be? I did my homework last night. If I can't find it, I'll report it tomorrow. Other students in the class will laugh at me for being naughty and not doing my homework."

Jane Huan roughly looked in the living room and bedroom. Listening to Huo nianyan's wronged voice, she had no choice: "come and find it yourself."

Huo nianyan hung up the phone with satisfaction and returned both mobile phones to Huo moting. At the same time, the car turned into the road to Jindi art scene.

The little guy shook his head and hummed a song. He was in a good mood. After a while, he thought of something and asked Huo moting, "did you two quarrel?"

Huo Mo Ting glanced at him lightly and didn't make a sound.

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Jane Huan heard the doorbell and went to open the door.

Outside the door, in addition to Huo nianyan with a big schoolbag on his back, there was another person.

Jane Huan glanced at the shiny black leather shoes, didn't look up, selectively ignored them, took a cotton mop for Huo nianyan and asked him to change it.

Huo nianyan turned to look at Huo Mo Ting while wearing slippers. The latter had no response, and Jian Huan had entered the house by herself.

Such a cold reception has never been seen before.

Huo nianyan put his big schoolbag on the sofa and shook it into the restaurant: "dinner."

As he spoke, the man had climbed onto the chair next to Jane Huan.

Jane Huan asked him, "didn't you say to find your homework book? Did you find it?"

This was originally the excuse for Huo nianyan's subsequent nonsense. When asked by Jian Huan, he vaguely said, "I found it."

Jane Huan found that she suddenly lost her appetite. She took two bites and put down her chopsticks. She suddenly remembered one thing - Huo moting didn't have dinner either.

But now, she can't stick her hot face to his cold ass.

Huo nianyan saw that Jian Huan was just cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. He felt bored. He slid down his chair and followed her: "can I help you?"

Jane looked at Hun Yan, who had not yet washed the sink high. But because of his thoughtful words, her heart was warm, and her haze was dispersed. Her hands were stained with foam. She squatted down and kissed his soft face. "Go out to watch TV, and wash it later."