CEO's Forced Love

Huo moting, who had gone to the study, didn't know when he came in. He didn't know how much he saw. When there was a phone on Jian Huan's mobile phone, he asked Jian Huan to answer the phone. When he sat down in Jian Huan's position, Huo Lanming opposite was surprised: "junior, don't you play mahjong?"

Huo Mo Ting smiled and rolled up his shirt sleeve. While managing cards, he said, "occasionally playing is good for cultivating sentiment."

Yan Jingshen looked at Huo Mo ting. Just then, Huo Mo Ting also looked up and half smiled: "the game is not good. You have to let me order the depth of field."

"The game is not good. You have to let me point the depth of field."

Yan Jingshen pulled his lips. When taking the card, Huo moting took the card with his left hand. The ring on his ring finger immediately became the focus of attention.

"Ah? Xiao San, why do you wear the ring on one finger?" Huo Lanming asked.

Huo Mo Ting played a card in a very casual tone: "it was given by others."

"Who?" Mrs. Huo gossip, smiled vaguely and looked at the door: "don't be Miss Jane?"

Huo Mo Ting smiled but didn't speak.

Yan Jingshen unconsciously clenched his hand holding the mahjong card and heard Huo Lanming say, "generally men buy rings. How can a woman come?"

"She likes to toss about this, I can't stop it." Huo moting lit a cigarette.

The rising smoke made Yanjing crimson. He touched a card and played it out. Huo Mo Ting suddenly pushed down the cards: "all the same."

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Jane Huan stayed outside for more than 20 minutes. When she came back, she heard Huo Yiwei's unhappy voice: "uncle, why do you always eat cards that touch the depth of field!"

Then she heard Huo Mo Ting's relaxed voice: "didn't you choose the position? He's my last home. Who do I eat if I don't eat his cards?"

After Jane Huan went in, she saw Huo Yiwei standing behind Yan Jingshen with the expression of swallowing flies on her face.

When she was about to walk behind Huo moting, Jian Huan saw him push down the card and paste it. She ate and touched Yan Jingshen's three stalls. Yan Jingshen had to pay three times the money!

Yan Jingshen's card skills were not bad, but he lost completely. Jian Huan also noticed his absence.

It happened that Huo moting was deliberately against him. Jian Huan saw Huo moting dismantle two pairs of pairs in order to eat Yan's depth of field cards. In her opinion, the gain is not worth the loss, but he calmly played the cards out for fear that others might not know that he had dismantled two pairs.

Yan Jingshen looked at the cards played by Yan Jingshen, smiled, and finally played the "God of wealth" that can act as any card but can't be touched.

Huo Mo Ting gave a laugh, touched cards and played cards. After Huo Lanming played a card, he burned again.

Yan Jing looked at Huo Mo Ting coldly, his mood was a little out of control, and the back of his hand was blue.

Even Huo Lanming and Mrs. Huo Da noticed the tense atmosphere. They knew Huo San had a bad temper, but they didn't expect him to lose Yan Jingshen's face. You said they were going to become relatives. It's not good to be stiff!

Mrs. Huo pushed the mahjong card forward: "don't play, don't play, or go home to see the Opera!"

Huo moting returned all the money he had won to the two elders. Yan Jingshen also pushed his share to him: "the family can play by themselves and take it back."

"Losing is losing." Yan Jingshen couldn't lose his dignity after losing the card. He got up and slowed down when passing by Jian Huan.

Jian Huan looked at the beginning as if he hadn't seen him. Yan Jing's deep throat moved, clenched his hands, and went out over her.

Yan Jingshen lost a lot. Huo Yiwei looked at Huo moting, who counted the money safely, and stamped out in frustration.

Jane Huan sat down in an empty seat next to him and looked at him: "did you do it on purpose?"

Huo Mo Ting put his right hand on the table and lit a cigarette. He vomited a few wisps of smoke, withdrew his chair and got up: "I'll take you to seafood in the evening."

"You don't have to go to the engagement banquet over there?"

He turned to look at her. "Do you want me to go or do you want me to take you?"

Jane Huan thought he was deliberately running on himself and pretended to stare at him angrily: "why am I going? I'll go home later."

Then he got up and was about to leave. He pulled her wrist and pulled back. Jane Huan stumbled and had been dragged into his arms.

"Let go." she struggled, but he hugged her tightly and whispered, "is it still noisy?"

"Who's making trouble with you?" Jane Huan sipped her lips. "I really want to go back. Just now Zhiqiu said on the phone that he offered me to dinner."

"Would you like to sing with that Xiao Yu by the way K?"