CEO's Forced Love

Her jaw was raised, and Huo Mo Ting leaned over. Jane Huan blinked her eyelashes. His thin lips had covered her lips.

Jane blushed and closed her eyes accordingly. She heard him say, "happy wedding."

Her hands hanging on the chair were raised and hesitated, but she still put her arms around his shoulders and leaned against his arms. Her nose was very sour: "thank you."

The two people who came out of the church went directly to the best super five-star hotel in Fengcheng, where Huo moting booked a room.

Halfway through, Jianhuan received a call from Huo nianyan. The little guy asked her where she had gone again. Jianhuan looked at the man driving next to her and said vaguely. Huo nianyan jumped at the other end: "I knew, I knew you were with Huo Mo Ting again..."

Before the end was finished, Huo moting grabbed the mobile phone, cut it off and threw it into the locker.

"Isn't that good?" Jane Huan felt a little sorry, little guy.

Huo Mo Ting frowned and looked at her: "are you going to go back and pick him up?"

In fact, Jianhuan doesn't mind letting Huo nianyan follow. Besides, with the little guy, the atmosphere at night should be better

Obviously, Huo Mo Ting also saw her thoughts. His face turned black, pursed his thin lips and stopped talking.

When passing the fork in the road back to Qinyuan and to the hotel, the range rover passed with a Shua. Jian Huan obviously noticed the increase of the speed, just like being angry.

Sure enough, sometimes when you are old, you are still like a child

Jane Huan turned her head, looked at the scenery retreating outside the window, and recalled her lips in a good mood.

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She will meet Yan Jingshen in the lobby of the hotel. Jian Huan is a little surprised. She can't help but step. The man has been hugged into the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Yan Jingshen finally turned his head and looked over here.

At the moment when he looked up at him, Jane Huan didn't open her head and stared at the keys of the elevator. Then Huo moting suddenly stretched out his hand and took her back to stick to the smooth surface of the elevator. There were only two of them in the elevator. He put his hands on her side and slowly bent his head. Jane Huan blushed, but didn't push him away.

Yan Jingshen's vision seemed to be still fixed on the picture of the elevator door closing and Huo Mo Ting bowing his head and kissing Jian Huan.

His hands were clenched uncontrollably, and there were faint blue veins on his forehead.

Secretary Tan Xiaoli took a document and hurried in from the outside: "Mr. Yan, the document has been taken, and the customer has arrived."

Yanjingshen coolly withdrew his eyes, said 'let's go', and walked to the elevator on the other side.

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In the elevator, Jane Huan stuck to the smooth face of the elevator. When she saw Huo moting's increasingly enlarged handsome face, she instinctively closed her eyes.

When the distance between their lips was only about two centimeters, Huo Mo Ting suddenly stopped and looked at Jane Huan's red face and held his breath. He took his right hand from the smooth face, pulled up his index finger and middle finger and pinched Jane Huan's nose. The pain made Jane Huan "ah" open his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Jane Huan looked at the retreating man. He copied the bag with both hands, looked up and looked at the changing numbers as if nothing had happened.

Jianhuan absolutely didn't think he was teasing himself, because his strength was really not small, and the tip of his nose was pinched red by him.

When the elevator door opened, Huo moting took the lead in going out. Seeing that she didn't follow up, he turned to look at her: "do you still want to go downstairs?"

Jian Huan heard the sour smell in his words, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and didn't go out. It seemed like he had spent it with him. When the elevator door closed and there was only one seam left, the door opened again. Huo Mo Ting pressed the button with one hand and gave her a tough order: "come out."

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The warm and romantic atmosphere in the church just now certainly doesn't exist. Like a jackal disguised as a sheep, it suddenly exposed its original ferocious face.

Jane Huan thought. She was happy first. She saw his hand on the button and walked out slowly.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, people had been dragged by all of a sudden.

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At the door of the suite, there was already a private housekeeper waiting. When the door opened, Jane Huan saw the layout inside.

In fact, it's not original, nor is it particularly grand. It's just that there's an extra table in the room, roses, champagne and candlelight.

The housekeeper closed the door and left.

Jane Huan walked to the table step by step and saw the crystal cup on the table. She turned her head and looked at the man who also came. He stood beside and opened the bottle of champagne.

Huo moting took off his coat and opened a few buttons at the collar of his shirt. He went to the stereo and turned on the music.