CEO's Forced Love

He didn't eat anything at night. What he vomited out was wine. In the end, he couldn't vomit anything at all. Yan Jingshen was powerless and squatted down slowly. The Yellow Road light hit his back. He was lonely and lonely. His eyes were wet, his hands covered his stomach, and his mouth whispered unconsciously, "Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."

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Jane Huan doesn't know how she can dream about the past again. Obviously, she doesn't think about it every day, but she still let Yanjing go deep into her dream.

In the dream, she was wearing an apron to make breakfast in front of the Liuli table. Yan Jingshen, who had just got up, quietly appeared in the kitchen and suddenly gently hugged her from behind. In the morning, the sun fell on the edge of the sink. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and shouted to her, "Mrs. Yan, what are you going to give me today?"

Suddenly a light came into her eyes and interrupted her dream. Jane Huan youyou opened her eyes.

On his side, he saw Huo Mo Ting leaning against the head of the bed, not sleeping. He was smoking, surrounded by smoke, and looked down at her: "woke you up?"

Jane Huan also sat up and shook her head. Her voice was a little hoarse: "No."

"Had a nightmare?"

When it comes to dreams, Jane Huan feels guilty. She doesn't know whether she will talk nonsense in her dreams, but think about it. If Huo Mo Ting heard it, how could she care about her so well here? So she said vaguely, "well, I'll go to the bathroom."

When she came back, Huo Mo Ting had twisted his cigarette, but didn't sleep. Instead, he looked up at her: "what did you just dream of?"

“……”

Jane Huan didn't dare face his eyes and lay back in the quilt: "nothing, just some strange things. I can't remember clearly."

Huo Mo Ting got up, poured out a glass of water, breathed all into his throat, turned his head, looked at Jane Huan who had been lying down, went back, she turned her back to herself, he sat at the head of the bed for a while, also lay down, hugged her from behind, and rubbed her neck with a blue jaw: "who did you dream of?"

Jane Huan rattled in her heart and said something. Finally, she turned over and buried her head in his arms: "... You."

Seeing that he still wanted to talk, Jianhuan raised her head, held his face and kissed him. Huo Mo Ting was not so involved in the romance. Jianhuan hooked his neck and pressed him under his body. He heard him ask a series: "who did you dream of?"

"You." Jane Huan insisted on the answer. She didn't dare to tell the truth. Yan Jingshen's three words were too destructive to the atmosphere.

Huo Mo Ting smiled and obviously didn't believe her.

Jane Huan put her hand into the quilt and kissed his thin lips. Huo Mo Ting responded half cooperatively and reached out to turn off the light.

The next morning, at the dinner table, grandma asked to go back to Liyang.

"Why do you want to go back all of a sudden, grandma? Isn't it good to live here?" Jane Huan suddenly lost her mood for breakfast.

"No matter how good it is, I can't live here all the time," the old man smiled at her. "Now that your day with Mo Ting has been settled, you have to be busy these days. I'm old. Staying here will only drag you back. Just pick me up on your wedding day."

Jane Huan is not willing. Her grandmother is her closest relative. She has always been worried about letting the elderly with heart disease live alone in Liyang.

Seeing the retention in her eyes, grandma said, "besides, I'm used to Li Yang's life. I'm always bound here."

"Is grandma leaving?" Huo nianyan's crisp child voice sounded outside the restaurant.

The little guy is running back in the morning, wearing sportswear and panting in his chest. Behind him, standing is Huo moting in the same casual dress.

Huo nianyan ran to the old man's leg and lay on his stomach. "Grandma, it's raining these days. Wait until it's sunny."

For the issue of seniority, no one has ever corrected Huo nianyan. Perhaps he doesn't want to make the sensitive little guy feel uneasy again.

"Silly child," grandma touched the little guy's shaking head and loved the great grandson very much: "grandma has bought good car tickets."

Jane Huan was surprised and didn't know, "when did you buy it?"

Grandma stared at her: "what's the fuss? I asked Xiao Zhang next door to buy a bullet train ticket this afternoon."

"Let's return the ticket," Huo nianyan suggested tactfully.

A big and a small pair of eyes looked at the old man. Grandma looked up at the man who had not spoken. Jian Huan also turned his head. Huo Mo Ting stood there with his hands copying bags. He looked very quiet and his thin lips opened. He said, "just two days later, I'm going to C City. Take you by the way."

Because of Huo moting's words, grandma didn't leave that day, but waited for Huo moting to return to Liyang when he was on a business trip two days later.

Before going to school, Huo nianyan was carrying a big schoolbag and holding grandma's hand. He specially said, "grandma, I'm going to eat the scrambled eggs with spring bamboo shoots you made in the evening."