CEO's Forced Love

In fact, Huo moting doesn't like raising * things very much. This Bulldog is still Huo nianyan. When he was two years old, he cried for two days and two nights before he asked Jingxing to go to the * things center to buy it. The bulldog seems to know he doesn't like it. Every time he sees him, he droops his ears to be clever.

Seeing that Jian Huan wanted to take meat balls to the supermarket, Huo Mo Ting frowned, but he didn't object.

But Huo nianyan saw that Jian Huan would rather have meat balls with her than herself. She was sad and angry. She was really a fickle woman!

Finally, Huo nianyan took out two little hamsters from somewhere and teased them wantonly, while whispering about Jian Huan's crime.

Mrs. Huo looked at it and sighed - it's really cut blood. Where has my little grandson heard anyone's words? For her grandmother, she often worships Yin and Yang. She still remembers that she returned home for the new year when she was young, holding a model plane and asking where her mother went?

The old lady is a very simple woman and easy to be satisfied. Her eldest son died unexpectedly. Although she felt that if she didn't find the child one night after learning the truth, maybe the eldest son wouldn't die, she also believed that it was all fate. No wonder others

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Huo moting didn't wear a suit. He put a cashmere coat on his shirt and went out of the door. Jian Huan leaned over and took his arm.

Jane Huan's skeleton is very thin. She is one meter six tall. She feels like a little bird next to him.

Neither of them mentioned driving to the supermarket, so they walked in Qinyuan community. In front of them was a bulldog that roared twice at the sight of people.

Qinyuan is a high-end community. Most of the people living in it are businessmen or upstarts of science and technology in Fengcheng. Occasionally, cars pass by them. Jian Huan obviously finds that the speed will slow down, and more brazenly lowers the window to have a look. Others stop directly to say hello to Huo moting.

Those eyes that fell on Jane Huan were surprised, but there was no hostility. They would smile and nod at Jane Huan.

Out of the community, Jane Huan put her hand into his coat pocket and said mischievously, "warm."

Huo Mo Ting looked at her purplish red ears and held her hand for a while: "which supermarket do you want to go to?"

Jane Huan looked around and finally pointed to the right: "it's close here, and there's a children's toy store next to it."

She promised to buy the little guy a * day gift.

When Rouyuan left the community, he found that there was no car to sit on and refused to go. He may have followed Huo nianyan since childhood. He was used to living in dignity and could not walk long distances. As soon as he found that he had been trapped by Jian Huan, he immediately grabbed the roadside wire pole with his front paw and played tricks.

Regardless of Jian Huan's coaxing and threats, "Rouyuan" held the power pole and screamed like she had been abused.

From time to time, passers-by cast strange eyes on Jian Huan.

Jian Huan squatted next to Rouyuan, stroking his hair and explaining to others: "this is my dog."

Huo Mo Ting has been standing a little away from him, looking at the noisy people and dogs in front of him. When he walked over, he heard Jian Huan gently persuading the lazy bulldog. He looked at the "meat round" and wrung his eyebrows. Then he coughed violently, with a low and dignified baritone.

The little squint of "Rou yuan" saw Huo Mo ting with a tight face. He let go of the telegraph pole and ran forward. Where was the rogue strength just now?

These days, even dogs bully the good and fear the evil!

Jane Huan got up, brushed the paw marks left by the "meat balls" on her pants, and gave Huo moting a thumbs up. Huo moting glanced at her and went straight past her. She ran after her and put her hand into his pocket, but heard him say, "is it dirty? Just touched the dog's hand..."

Jane Huan deliberately rubbed his palm on the back of his hand and tightened his arm: "no matter how dirty it is, it's also your dog!"

Although Huo Mo Ting disliked her, he didn't pull her hand out. After listening to her, he smiled: "didn't you say it was your family just now?"

Knowing that he was blocking his words again, Jane Huan simply pretended not to hear him.

In February, it gets dark quickly. On the road next to Qinyuan, vendors will set up stalls in the evening.

Jane Huan likes to see these little things. She can't help slowing down and looking around. Although the men around her don't like this environment, they don't say anything to urge her.

Jane Huan stopped at a glove stall and took a fancy to a pair of black men's gloves, suede style.

She pulled Huo Mo Ting's hand out of her pocket and took a glove for him to try on. It was very suitable. It could not be seen that it was ground goods on his hand.

"You see, how nice these gloves look!" the vendor began to sell.

Jane Huan glanced at him and retorted, "why don't you say your hands are good-looking?"