CEO's Forced Love

Mrs. Liu has come to make things right: "children are the most playful at this age, and this is indoor and won't get lost."

Then Mrs. Liu looked straight into Huo nianyan's eyes and saw Jane Huan, who was surrounded by a bulldog as fat as a pig. She thought Huo nianyan wanted to catch his own dog, so she joked: "Miss Jane, you also have * material fate!"

Jane Huan pulled the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

In fact, Huo moting just stepped into the field and saw Jian Huan. He wore a red hooded sweatshirt and trousers of the same color. His horse tail was tied high and sat there like a silly girl. In fact, his playing field was next door, but his feet came in uncontrollably.

He looked at Jane Huan's bright red cheek after being teased. There was a touch of luster in the deep fundus of his eyes. For a short time, he turned and took the club and walked away.

The men went to play again, and the women naturally sat together and chatted.

Jane huangang sat back in her seat. Huo nianyan sneaked over while Huo moting wasn't paying attention, "little Jane!"

Although they have been in touch by telephone these days, they are no better than real people. Huo nianyan lies on Jian Huan's leg, wriggles to the ground, doesn't speak, and blushes with a small face. Jian Huan can't help pinching, and then brings his drink to him: "do you want a drink?"

Most parents don't let their children drink what others have drunk, but for some reason, Jian Huan thinks Huo nianyan can.

So when she made this subconscious action, even she was surprised.

Huo nianyan had already received it impolitely. The fat little meat held the cup in his hand and almost buried the whole face.

"Gulu Gulu..."

Jane Huan picked up the paper towel and stretched it to his chin for fear that it would leak and drip on his clothes. "Drink slowly, and no one will rob you."

Suddenly she noticed that someone was staring at her. Jane Huan turned her head and saw that Huo Mo Ting, who was supposed to be playing, was standing there with a club in his hand and was also preparing to swing the ball, but his deep eyes fell on her.

Jian Huan first took back his sight, slightly sideways, and then wiped Huo nianyan's mouth. Soon, the sense of oppression behind him disappeared.

When she turned her head a little more, Huo Mo Ting was playing the ball, crossed an arc in the air, fell on the grass and slowly rolled into the hole next to it. Someone applauded on the spot. Jian Huan couldn't help but turn away the corners of her mouth, but it was no wonder.

Huo moting was most tired of being flattered by others, but at this moment it sounded very pleasant. The smile at the corner of his mouth quickly went straight to the bottom of his eyes, like an inadvertent action. He turned his head and looked at the rattan chair on the far left, but only saw "meat round" drooling and squinting at him.

All the good feelings dissipated in an instant.

When others saw that Huo moting had lost his club and wanted to leave, they were puzzled. Would it be bad to play well?

But Huo Mo Ting stopped just after taking two steps, because he saw Jian Huan holding Huo nianyan coming in from the door. The little guy kept carrying his pants in one hand. It was obvious that he had just returned from the toilet and turned his head to talk to Jian Huan happily.

In an instant, Huo Mo Ting's tight face eased down. He changed the direction of his steps and went to the rest area.

"Jane, is the man standing behind you your husband?"

Huo nianyan sat on the rattan chair, shaking his small feet, glancing at Yan Jingshen on the field from the corner of his eyes, and asked Jian Huan.

Jane Huan gave a "um" and drank mineral water herself.

Huo nianyan: "but what if I don't like him?"

Jane Huan smelled the speech and looked at Huo nianyan lying on the table. The latter sighed, "little Jane, I don't think he is worthy of you!"

"Who do you think I'm better for?" Jane Huan couldn't help teasing him.

Huo nianyan sat up straight, looked shyly at Jian Huan, and then said solemnly, "you are quite worthy of my father."

Jane Huan choked directly into her windpipe.

In fact, what Huo nianyan wants to express is definitely not literal.

From small to large, many uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts saw his first sentence: "how beautiful the child is, so much like your father!"

So Huo nianyan derived his careful thinking from this sentence——

He thought, he's only five years old now, and he can't compete with Jane's husband. In order for Jane to care about herself, she must let Jane know that she is handsome when she grows up, which requires an excellent reference. Huo nianyan suddenly thought of her father.

Anyway, I look like my father. Won't I look like my father in 20 years?

Huo nianyan looked at Jian Huan, who coughed uncontrollably, and looked at his tall and straight father on the field. He covered his small mouth and was so happy that he couldn't. then he hugged the "meat balls" sleeping in the rattan chair and said to himself: I really want to grow up quickly and be as rich and handsome as my father

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After playing, President Liu suggested that everyone go and have a meal together. He said that he had booked a box in the east palace early.

When they went to change their clothes, those old timers also praised Huo moting's skills.

Before Jane Huan went to the dressing room, she went to the bathroom. When she went to change, there was no one in it.

She opened her cabinet and took off her sweatshirt and coat. The door of the dressing room was suddenly opened. She didn't look back. Gu Zi lifted the hem of the bottomed white vest. Just about to take it off, she seemed to realize something. Jian Huan looked back and took off her clothes the next second.

Huo Mo Ting, however, seemed to be in a no man's land and directly threw his bag on the bench.

"This is the ladies' changing room." Jane Huan couldn't help reminding him and picked up her coat and put it on again.

He looked up at her, began to pick up the two buttons on the T-shirt collar, and answered faintly, "I know."

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