CEO's Forced Love

His breathing seemed heavy. Jian Huan raised his hand to touch his face and touched his forehead. Sure enough, it was very hot. He has a fever.

"Huo Mo Ting!" Jian Huan felt anxious, patted him on the cheek and kept calling his name.

Huo Mo Ting heard her voice, twisted his eyebrows, opened his eyes and looked at her, staring intently, with a little heat in his eyes. She had no time to look at the eyes that made her heart pounding in the past. She was relieved to see him wake up, but she asked with concern: "is there anything?"

Huo Mo Ting didn't speak, but looked at her silently.

When she was close to him, Jane Huan noticed that his temperature was very high: "go to the hospital..." she was about to pull him up.

Huo Mo Ting held her hand, a little hand as smooth as congealed fat, with a slight coolness, that subtle touch... He was reluctant to let go of her.

Jane Huan didn't expect that he would suddenly exert himself. As a result, she not only didn't pull him up, but fell and sat beside him. She looked up at him, but only looked into his dark eyes like a deep pool. The heat inside could still make her feel so surging that she couldn't help herself. For a moment, she forgot to get up.

Huo Mo Ting took her into his arms, closed his eyes again, leaned his head back against the sofa, as if he was going to have a rest like this

Jane Huan turned her head sideways. His angular facial features fell into her sight and whispered, "I'll go to the hospital with you to hang water."

She dared not speak loudly for fear of disturbing him.

Huo Mo Ting didn't open his eyes. His voice was lazy and morbid hoarse: "no, it'll be fine in a while."

Jane huancai didn't believe what he said: "since you have a fever, why don't you stay there for more days and come back when you are well."

Huo Mo Ting opened his eyes and turned to look at her. He kept his eyes fixed and said silently for a long time: "if I don't come back, you won't think much?"

He said what he was secretly tangled with in his heart. Jian Huan was guilty and dared not face his eyes again: "what do I think..."

"You didn't think much?"

"No..." Jane Huan refused to admit it, but her cheeks and ears were red.

Huo Mo Ting's big hand wrapped her little hand: "I don't want to know how I've been in the capital these days?"

"... No."

"You lie now without blinking?"

Jane Huan looked up at him and didn't dodge. It was like proving to him, "I didn't lie."

"Why don't you ask me what I've done there these days?"

"..." Jane Huan wondered if he was confused. Who rushed others to ask him?

"Go to the hospital," she said.

Huo Mo Ting just stared at her. For a long time, he let her go, frowned and hung his head, and said, "I know my own body. Go and do something."

How can she do things with ease when he is like this? Besides, what can she do?

Jane Huan bit her lip. He ignored her, lowered his head, didn't know what he was thinking, and refused to go to the hospital.

She leaned against him and asked, "I see the weather forecast. The weather in the capital is not very good these days. Is it true?"

Huo moting was silent.

"Have you been busy socializing over there these days without a good rest?"

"Don't you want to know? Why do you ask hypocritically?" Huo Mo Ting said coldly.

"..." Jian Huan looked at the tea table. The empty water cup was about to get up, but his wrist was pulled. His low and impatient voice said, "where are you going?"

"Go and pour a glass of water." Jane Huan sighed.

The strength that imprisoned her on his wrist disappeared, and Huo Mo Ting no longer looked at her.

Sometimes, Huo Mo Ting is childish like a child, likes to make trouble without reason, and has a bad temper. When pouring water, Jane Huan couldn't help asking herself why she liked this man. In fact, they didn't have any common hobbies. Many times she couldn't even guess what he thought

In today's society, the ten-year gap is neither big nor small.

When she was with Yan Jingshen, she sometimes had conflicts with him, but he was always the first to be soft, unlike now——

Almost subconsciously... In fact, even she couldn't understand why she made such a compromise.

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Jane came back happily with a water cup. Huo moting was sitting there, drawing a cigarette from the cigarette box, holding it in his mouth and looking for a lighter.

Find the lighter and just light the cigarette. Jane Huan has come over, smoked the cigarette from his mouth and twisted out the cigarette end in the ashtray.

A glass of water was put into his hand: "drink water."