CEO's Forced Love

Lying in the warm quilt, Jane Huan tossed and turned several times. Finally, she put on her coat and got out of bed. When she left / room, she didn't forget to take the blanket pressed on the quilt.

The people on the sofa were still there, their eyes closed, but their slender eyebrows frowned slightly.

Jian Huan crept closer and noticed that Huo moting's eyebrows were particularly clear under the light, and her thin lips closed in a straight line. She suddenly felt that Huo nianyan was so beautiful. After all, the genes were all here.

She spread out the blanket, then leaned over and gently covered him. Just as she was about to retract her hand, she was firmly grasped by her wrist.

Jane Huan looked at Huo Mo Ting's face in amazement.

Those dark and deep eyes, I don't know when they have opened, are staring at her for a moment.

At such a close distance, she could even see his slightly undulating chest due to breathing, and there was a fresh smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of men's light aftershave.

His eyes were cold, but also very focused, which made Jane Huan feel like a newborn baby, standing naked and naked on its back, judging him with her predecessor. She staggered her eyes and subconsciously pulled her hand.

The result was that he couldn't move, because Huo Mo Ting didn't mean to let go.

Jane Huan's ears were hot immediately, and she used a few more points, but she also obviously noticed that he also increased his strength.

She even felt his thin cocooned thumb rubbing her wrist, and a sense of shame made her look up and stare at him.

Huo Mo Ting looked at her quietly, as if he didn't see her angry.

The sound of the clock ringing the hour in the villa was like the bell of a temple in the mountains and forests.

Aware that the strength in his hand was looser, Jane Huan almost tried her best to take back her hand, turned around, covered her red wrist and accelerated her steps upstairs.

Hearing the heavy sound of closing the door, Huo Mo Ting looked up and looked at the light leaking from the crack of the door. His eyes became particularly deep.

Jane Huan woke up early.

To be more precise, she was sleepless all night.

The time displayed on the mobile phone is ten minutes to six o'clock.

It was dawn outside. Lying in bed staring at the white ceiling, I couldn't lift a little strength all over my limbs.

One night, what lingered in her mind was the numbness at the carpal vein.

When Huo moting's fingers gently crossed her skin, she trembled uncontrollably, and his deep eyes made her flustered and had nowhere to hide. Jian Huan buried her face in the pillow and regretted that she had no attitude to resolutely refuse Huo's words last night!

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She couldn't sleep. Jane Huan simply took her slippers to the bathroom.

Looking at the woman's thick black eyes in the mirror, she grabbed her disheveled hair and threw two handfuls of water on her face.

After brushing her teeth and braiding her hair casually, she was too lazy to dry her face with a towel. She opened the door and planned to go back to her room.

As soon as she stepped out with her front foot, the door of a bedroom across the corridor opened from the inside.

Jian Huan's first goal was a pair of men's cotton slippers. She suddenly looked up. Huo moting was standing at the door of the bedroom. He was wearing pajamas. His dark hair was wet, like pajamas that had just taken a shower and didn't button up, revealing a large white and strong chest.

When Huo moting saw her, there was a slight fluctuation in his deep black eyes. He should be surprised that she got up so early.

The next second, Jane Huan didn't open her head, but her right hand clenched the door handle of the bathroom.

When she was about to lift her feet to leave, Huo Mo Ting first turned her back to the room and closed the door.

Back to the guest room, she changed her boots and put on her down jacket. Jane Huan actually wanted to go, but Aunt Li hasn't got up yet *. The little guy is probably sleeping. He wants to say goodbye, but it's not good to disturb them. He just stayed in the room and counted the time.

She didn't go out until seven o'clock sharp, but the villa was still quiet.

She subconsciously looked at the room where Huo Mo Ting had just come out. The door was closed and there was no movement.

Did you go out so early?

Thinking that Huo moting was not at home, Jian Huan's uneasy heart fell to the ground.

Huo nianyan's big schoolbag was on the sofa in the living room, the zipper was open, and the textbooks and toys were scattered on the sofa and the floor. Jane Huan picked it up and bumped into the schoolbag. When she got up, she glanced at the same messy documents on the tea table.

Maybe it was the little cleanliness in her bones. She picked up the documents and put them in a stack.

My hand accidentally touched the ashtray next to me. There were a lot of cigarette butts in it, and some ash fell on the tea table.

I smoked two paper towels and was about to wipe the ashes, but suddenly stopped.

She was acutely aware that there were eyes staring at herself behind her.

Jane Huan turned back. Sure enough, there was a man outside the living room, a man she thought had left the villa.

Huo Mo Ting was wearing a light gray shirt, opened three buttons, half rolled his sleeves, and exposed the famous watch on his left wrist. He leaned casually against one side of the wall, his hands around his chest, and his vision falling on her was quiet and unpredictable.

Jane Huan wanted to say hello to him, but she felt strange. She simply walked straight to the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, footsteps came from behind. She had no time to respond, so she was grabbed by her wrist.