CEO's Forced Love

When Jane Huan accompanied her grandmother into the restaurant, Yan Jingshen was already sitting at the table.

He was wearing a short down jacket with a light gray high collar sweater, jeans and sandals. His head was also wrapped with bandages. His thin face line was much softer under the sunshine behind him. He had a shallow smile on his face. When he heard the movement, he looked up and saw her, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Such Yan Jingshen completely cloned his appearance at the age of 20, young, uninhibited but so pure.

"Grandma, sit here." he had got up and opened the next chair.

After grandma sat down, Yan Jingshen opened the chair on his left and looked down at Jian Huan with gentle eyes.

At this time, ye Zhiqiu brought out a dish of vegetables: "Why are you still standing? Sit down and get ready for dinner!"

Jane Huan didn't go to see Yan Jingshen, but she still sat down.

The lunch was very rich, but Jane Huan had little appetite and ate very little. She put a peeled lobster in her bowl with a pair of chopsticks.

"Eat more, or you'll be hungry soon."

Jane Huan looked at the shelled crayfish and was distracted for a moment.

"It's hard to buy this kind of crayfish this season," said Jiang Yingmei with a smile. "He must say he can buy it. Regardless of his body, he asked Xiao Wu to drive him around Fengcheng. As a result, he really bought it for him."

Yan Jingshen didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to peel the lobster.

Jian Huan turned his head sideways to a small plate of peeled crayfish, and his clean slender fingers were covered with juice.

She picked up the lobster meat, put it into her mouth and slowly refused. It tasted delicious and tasted no worse than that in summer.

Jian Huan has been fond of crayfish since she was a child, but she thinks it's troublesome to peel the lobster shell, so she doesn't want to buy it even if she is greedy. Later, Yan Jingshen found out and often took Li Jing out to catch lobsters. He was scolded by Yan Lao for not doing business all day.

After they were together, every time they ate lobster, he would peel the shell in advance, and then put the lobster meat stained with juice into her mouth.

What was her expression at that time?

Leaning on his shoulder, he squinted with enjoyment. Occasionally, he would steal incense while she was not paying attention.

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"Why don't you go to the sun with them?"

Jane Huan turned her head and saw Yan Jingshen enter the kitchen. He had taken off his coat, lifted up his sleeves and stood next to her.

"Oh, help aunt Rong wash the dishes first and go out later."

Jane Huan looked as usual, skillfully pumped out the dirty water from the sink and turned on the tap to drain the water.

Yan Jingshen quietly watched her wash the dishes. After a long time, he said, "Huanhuan, how long haven't we washed the dishes together?"

Jane Huan didn't say a word and didn't stop washing dishes.

Yan Jingshen leaned against her, put his hand into the warm water and gently pinched her hand.

"Stop it..." Jane Huan wanted to take her hand back.

Yan Jingshen suddenly hugged her and held her in his arms. His arms tightened firmly and smelled the familiar fragrance of oranges. His anxious mood finally slowed down. His thin lips touched the top of her hair and his voice was clear and dumb: "Huanhuan, let's go back."

"Huanhuan, your phone!" Ye Zhiqiu ran in with Jane Huan's mobile phone.

Jane Huan has pushed Yan Jingshen away. She blinks away the warmth and astringency in the corners of her eyes. When she takes her mobile phone, she looks at Ye Zhiqiu: "whose?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yan's depth of field and stopped talking. He waved his hand carelessly, "you'll know when you pick it up."

As soon as Jane put her mobile phone in her ear, Huo nianyan's cheerful voice came from the other end: "little Jane, are you free tonight?"

Taking the mobile phone out of the kitchen and looking for a quiet place without anyone, Jane huancai replied, "what's the matter?"

"Today, Mr. Yu assigned a topic for us to write a composition about parent-child activities, but I have never played parent-child activities, so... Jane, when I finish school, can you go to my house and make cakes with me?"

To tell the truth, a teacher in an art center really doesn't deserve to be with him.

Jane Huan organized the language and just wanted to politely refuse. Huo nianyan's expectant and nervous voice came, "little Jane, today is my birthday."

The words I was about to blurt out choked in my throat after hearing "birthday".

"I spend my birthday with meatballs every year. Can I go with you this year?"

Jane Huan squinted at the sunshine outside. After a while of inner struggle, she nodded and agreed, "well, I'll contact you later."