CEO's Forced Love

"Dad, are you finished?" Huo nianyan lifted the quilt, put on a cotton mop, ran to the tea table, poured a cup of boiling water and handed it to Huo moting.

Huo moting sat down on the sofa, unbuttoned his shirt cufflinks, glanced at Huo who had not left and said, "have you finished your homework?"

"It's all ready." Huo nianyan was very clever. "Dad, do you want a cake? I'll help you get it downstairs."

Huo Mo Ting drank plain boiled water and said faintly, "no, go back to sleep."

Huo nianyan said, ran to the G side and tried to climb up again. He heard Huo moting say, "it's your own room."

“……”

Huo nianyan felt wronged, turned his head and looked at the man who took off his clothes. Huo Mo Ting looked up at him: "don't you go yet?"

He scratched his ears. Huo nianyan came down slowly. Huo Mo Ting was just about to untie the belt slip buckle. His mobile phone buzzed. He looked at the caller ID and answered.

Huo Mo Ting stood by the window. After listening to the report from the person at the other end of the phone, he frowned: "you can't do it. Tomorrow, let Lin Qian change."

The people over there repeatedly admitted their mistakes. Huo moting directly cut off the phone, threw his mobile phone on the sofa, looked back and saw Jian Huan who had come out.

Jane Huan wiped her wet hair and wore a cotton mop. She walked without a voice: "whose phone?"

She also found that Huo moting had a lot of phone calls today. She was so worried that she couldn't help asking after all.

Huo Mo Ting loosened the belt buckle, pulled out the belt and threw it aside. He began to unbutton his shirt: "some things at work."

He spoke lightly, but Jian Huan didn't believe it. With Huo moting's temper, she wouldn't easily let her know even if something really happened. Thinking of Liang Huizhen's resolute attitude when she said she would take away her speech in the hospital in the afternoon, Jian Huan always felt that something bad would happen.

But she didn't dare to ask him directly now, because Huo nianyan was still in the bedroom and she didn't want to make the little guy feel uneasy.

Jian Huan saw that Huo nianyan was not in the quilt, but stood aside and touched his little hand. Fortunately, it was not cold: "go to the quilt and cover it."

Then he took Huo moting's belt and went to the dressing room to put it away for him.

Before Huo Mo Ting entered the bathroom, he turned his head and looked at Huo nianyan, who was rubbing around by the bed. He said, "my head is hurt. Go back to my room and go to bed early."

Huo nianyan put his little finger on the edge of the bed and didn't answer back. When Huo moting went in and closed the door, Jian Huan came out of the dressing room.

"Why are you still standing here?" the little guy stood alone by the bed with gauze on his forehead. Jane Huan hurried over and lifted the quilt to hold him up.

Huo nianyan twisted his eyes with his little meat hand. He sat on the bed without moving. He looked up and looked up at Jian Huan: "I'd better go back to my room to sleep."

"Didn't you agree to sleep here tonight?" Jane Huan was worried. The little guy was just injured today. She was afraid of sequelae or something.

Just now, the little guy secretly took a bath. Although he didn't wash his hair, the gauze was still wet along the edge. Bai Xi stroked the child's soft curly hair and looked at his wound by the light. He was distressed every time he looked at it. I hope he won't leave scars in the future. Except in front of Liang Huizhen in the hospital, the little guy didn't cry anymore after he came home.

"Does it hurt now?" Jane asked softly.

Huo nianyan scratched his hair: "fortunately, it's just a little dizzy. His eyelids have been falling down."

Jane Huan felt uncomfortable and funny. She covered him with a quilt: "it's because you're sleepy. Go to bed quickly." she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

"But," Huo nianyan looked into bathroom, "Huo moting won't let me sleep with the you."

As soon as the little guy is dissatisfied with his father, he will call him by his name. Huo Mo Ting keeps shouting, but he will show off his ability behind his back.

"He's kidding you. Close your eyes."

Huo nianyan's black eyes turned: "I want to hear a bedtime story."

"OK." Jane Huan now responded to her son's request. She immediately went to his little bedroom to get the story book, sat by the bed and told him patiently.

Huo nianyan grabbed the quilt with his little hand and lay quietly with his big eyes open. He seemed to be listening very seriously, but there was no response.

Jane Huan stopped talking for a while and looked down at him: "do you want me to change a story?"

"What does little Jane eyed wolf mean?" Huo nianyan suddenly turned his head, looked at her with clear eyes and asked.

Jane Huan was stunned. Little Jane eyed wolf? Huo nianyan saw that she didn't answer immediately. He turned back and looked at the ceiling and sighed: "it must not be a good word."

She had probably guessed who said the word.