CEO's Forced Love

From beginning to end, Huo Mo Ting kept his eyes open, his eyes were clear, and there was no emotion / desire.

The temperature of the two people's bonded lips is getting higher and higher.

"Eh? Where's little Jane? Aunt Li, why isn't little Jane in the room?"

Jane Huan heard Huo nianyan's childish voice from the outside. She was more ashamed and panicked.

"Little Jane!"

"Little Jane?"

"Little Jane, where are you?"

The sound of children's small feet stepping on the stairs came from the outside.

"Miss Jane isn't in the living room? Maybe she's hungry and makes breakfast in the kitchen."

Aunt Li's voice was very close, as if there were only one door apart.

Jian Huan pressed Huo moting's chest hard and tried to push him away. "The speech is coming... Uh... Um... Will be seen..." in her intermittent voice, she was nervous and afraid of being found.

"In the kitchen? Is little Jane preparing me a love breakfast?"

Huo nianyan's beautiful voice made Jian Huan's heart beat like a drum.

She pushed Huo Mo Ting's chest with all her strength, but she was caught, her hands cut behind her, and he pressed them on the kitchen table!

The gnawing and sweeping between lips and teeth, with an overwhelming sense of suffocation, Jane Huan sobbed. Her heart was mentioned in her throat. The afterglow from the corner of her eyes fell on the kitchen door, and it seemed that she could clearly hear closer and closer footsteps.

"Aunt Li, do you want me to keep my voice down and scare Jane?"

"Hehe, the young master is so handsome today. Miss Jane will be surprised to see it!"

Jane Huan's scalp was numb, and she put her elbow harder against Huo Mo ting.

He was motionless and indifferent to the movement outside the door.

"Put... Um... Read words..." Jian Huan couldn't say a complete word, and the panic at the bottom of her heart became more and more serious.

The door handle was turned.

Jane Huan glanced at the small figure shaking at the door, and despair rushed towards her like a wave.

……

"Little Jane, I'm coming!"

Huo nianyan ran in excitedly. As a result, he saw Jane Huan leaning against the kitchen counter with a flushed face.

"Little Jane, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Just imagining the dog skin paste / medicine paste in the past, there was a sound of the closing of the refrigerator door. Huo nianyan turned his head and saw Huo Mo ting and obediently shouted, "Dad."

"Three little?" Aunt Li, who followed in, didn't expect that there was another person in the kitchen and couldn't help showing a surprised look.

Jian Huan saw Huo Mo Ting take out a bottle of pure water from the refrigerator as if nothing had happened. Her face was also calm. Her chest was as uncomfortable as blocking a big stone. He was elegant and calm, but she was so embarrassed, and her legs were shaking with fear.

"Miss Jane, are you all right?" Aunt Li noticed something wrong with Jane Huan.

Jane Huan shook her head hurriedly, but her voice gasped: "I'm... Nothing..."

Huo Mo Ting raised his eyelids, but didn't look at her. He drank and went out.

When he left, Huo nianyan rubbed against Jane Huan and held her hand: "if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me!"

Looking down at Huo nianyan's concerned little face, the shame and anger that had haunted Jane Huan slowly faded. Although Huo moting was angry, Huo nianyan was a good child. She shouldn't take her anger on a child who cared about herself.

She touched Huo nianyan's white and tender face, "the teacher is fine. Maybe she recognized him last night. She was a little haggard in the morning."

"Don't be surprised, Miss Jane." Aunt Li glanced out of the door and whispered, "our three young men have a bad temper."

It's not so good. It's so bad. The dressed bird Shou is talking about people like him!

……

Huo moting came down from upstairs and saw Huo nianyan standing at the entrance of the stairs with his cheeks bulging and staring at himself.

He just glanced at his angry son and walked past him to the restaurant for breakfast.

When he found himself ignored, Huo nianyan was even more unhappy. He followed Huo moting step by step: "Dad, did you say something to little Jane!"

Huo Mo Ting sat down in his chair, squinted at his angry son, took the breakfast brought by Aunt Li, and slowly spread out his napkin: "what do you think I said to her?"

Huo nianyan sat on the chair next to Huo Mo Ting, and his tone was quite reproachful: "how do I know! But I'm sure you must have said something bad, otherwise little Jane wouldn't have left in a hurry and didn't even eat breakfast!"

Huo moting kept knives and forks in his hand. This perfunctory attitude seemed to be the default in Huo nianyan.

Now, Huo nianyan was really angry: "why... Why did you do that!"

The little guy blushed, "I told you clearly that she is the woman I like. Why can't you understand!"

The temperature around suddenly dropped. Huo nianyan subconsciously shrunk his neck, his ass moved around on the chair, and his voice gradually lowered, "my... I mean you shouldn't be so cruel to her."

Huo Mo Ting stopped his hand, looked at Huo and said, "what did she tell you?"

"Little Jane is not the kind of woman who can make small reports."