CEO's Forced Love

The sudden weight on her body made Yan Jingshen's hands hold her slender waist and say low, "stop making trouble and come down."

"Let me smell it. Does it smell like a woman?" she said, bending down like a beautiful poodle around his neck.

A fresh aroma lingered in his breathing. Yan Jingshen's irritable heart finally calmed down. He gently pushed away her mischievous head, but she opened her mouth and bit his tiger's mouth. He couldn't help laughing: "are you a dog?"

She let go of his hand, narrowed her eyes and really imitated the dog barking twice. Under the light, her beautiful face showed a different style.

Yan Jing felt her curly hair in a good mood. "Does your family know you're back?"

When she picked her up from the airport yesterday, she said she wanted to stay in a hotel. She didn't mention going home.

She got up from him, knelt down on the side and glanced at the corners of her mouth: "going home is like going to jail, just my grandfather's antique."

"Your grandpa?" with Yan Jingshen's insight into the shopping mall over the years, he guessed that her family was unusual.

From yesterday to now, he hasn't asked her name, only she called him "Yan Jingshen" and "Yan Jingshen".

He sat up. His suit was a little wrinkled. He looked at her with deep eyes: "tidy up and I'll take you home."

"Oh, I said, why are you like my mother?" she muttered impatiently. Her big black and white eyes stared at him. Then she drove slowly over. Her slender fingers grabbed his shirt collar. "No one has cared about me so much for a long time."

The softness suddenly revealed in her eyebrows and eyes touched the palpitation deeply buried in his heart. Yanjing raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, but she suddenly rushed over. His thin lips suddenly warmed. He wanted to push her hand out into the air, but he hugged her instead.

In the luxurious suite bedroom, the light was soft. They were lying in bed. She leaned against him and played with the buttons on his shirt.

"My name is Huo Yiwei. You remember the Yi of 'caicaicai Yiyi, thin words Caizhi'; 'Bi Nao floating ice, red Wei dyed dew'."

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In the middle of the night, there was a heavy thunder outside. Jane Huan didn't sleep well. The hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat.

She had a dream in which she and Yan Jingshen chased each other when they were young. They were happy and nervous when they got married in Las Vegas. There was also a picture of her lying in the delivery room struggling to produce. The thunder gradually pulled her away from this chaotic dream.

In the confused room, she felt something touching her cheek. She was very gentle and careful. It seemed that someone was sitting by the bed. A faint shadow fell on her. A thunder sounded, and she woke up completely. Then the light in the room came on.

"Scared?" Yan Jingshen sat by her bed with concern in his eyes. He drew a paper towel to wipe her sweat.

Jane Huan avoided his hand and took the paper towel himself. Her voice was a little dumb because she suddenly woke up. "Why are you here?"

"I heard your voice when I passed your room. I thought what happened to you. I came in and had a look. As a result, you were just talking in your sleep."

Jian Huan found that Yan Jingshen was still wearing afternoon clothes. He should have just returned from outside.

The wind blew through the gauze curtain in front of the balcony. The light in the room was dim, and there was nothing else except thunder.

"You go out, I'm going to sleep." Jane Huan ordered to leave faintly.

Yan Jing's deep throat and head moved, but he didn't get up immediately. He drooped his eyelids, his eyes fell on the broken flower quilt, and didn't get out until a moment later.

Jane Huan turned her head and looked at the closed room. She leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes.

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Yan Jingshen came out of Jian Huan's bedroom and went to the study instead of going back to the room.

The light was on in the study. It was obvious that he had just gone out from here.

He sat in his chair and loosened his tie. The drawer of his desk was still open. The things in it a few days ago were no longer there.

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The next day was the weekend. Jane Huan got up early and left Yan's house with the luggage she had packed before going to bed last night.

"Really no longer live for a few days?" Yan's mother reluctantly wanted to keep her.

Jane Huan shook her head: "Zhiqiu will be back tomorrow. There is some chaos at home. I want to go back and clean up."

After the party, ye Zhiqiu and Qin Shisheng went to Sanya for sunbathing and would be back in a few days.

What Jane Huan says now is nothing more than to have a suitable excuse to leave.

Jiang Yingmei no longer forced her. Seeing Yan Jingshen coming down from upstairs, he said, "Huanhuan wants to go back to Xingyu capital. You drive her back first."