CEO's Forced Love

"Instead of pretending to be a resentful woman here for a sense of existence, I advise you to go to the drugstore and buy some boxes of Viagra."

Huo Mo Ting looked down more and more angry, especially when he saw all kinds of questioning words, he was so angry that he almost broke the keyboard. Finally, he calmed down, re registered an account and refuted under those buildings. As a result, he was soon besieged.

"Landlord, you fool, remember to change your avatar before you put on your vest next time."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"The landlord's IQ is urgent. Don't be infected by him."

A group of anger hit Huo moting's brain. He closed his notebook heavily, then took his mobile phone and dialed Shen Jinliang's number.

When Huo moting mentioned that a group of people had made malicious personal attacks on him on the Internet, Shen Jinliang had put on his nightgown, sat in front of the computer, changed his mobile phone to his left hand, knocked on the keyboard with his right hand, and logged in to the mailbox: "Mr. Huo, you now send the web address to my mailbox."

Suddenly there was no sound at the other end of the phone, and then there was a "beep" sound of being hung up.

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Huo moting threw his mobile phone aside, went to the bathroom and looked at the handsome man with three-dimensional facial features in the mirror.

He has a crush on that stupid woman who wants to hook / seduce Jane? Is it possible?

If she wasn't his child's mother, he wouldn't even talk to her. Don't think he wants to play with him by clapping.

Huo moting lit a cigarette and half lay in bed, but some things were already done if he didn't want to. He couldn't press it when he thought about it. He twisted out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, took his mobile phone again, and opened the wechat client. The head of his only friend "fish loving kitten" was gray.

He stared at the cartoon cat's head for a long time, and then sent a "are you there?".

Until the mobile phone screen went dark, I didn't wait to reply.

Huo moting simply put his mobile phone aside and covered himself with a quilt to sleep. After a while, he took the mobile phone on the bed cabinet.

Thinking of Huo nianyan's sad expression when he talked about Jian Huan, Huo Mo Ting loosened his frown, pointed his slender finger on the keyboard, and soon came out a message: "little Jane, I miss you very much. What have you been doing lately?"

Still did not get any reply, the avatar is also dark.

In the dead of night, the mind will become unbridled and often do something that is called childish and impulsive.

Huo moting sent another message: "little Jane, my father went on a blind date today. The object is a beautiful aunt."

"My grandparents like that aunt very much, but my father told me he likes you more."

As soon as he pressed the send button, Huo moting looked at the information still being sent. He got out of bed in the firelight calcium carbide room and rushed to pull out the router.

The sudden network cut-off caused a red exclamation mark in front of the message - sending failed.

Huo Mo Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. A phone call came in from his mobile phone. It was Aunt Li's crying voice, "three young men, the young master is gone!"

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At the same time, Aunt Li's "missing young master" was lying on the taxi window, looking at the night scene of rapid retrogression.

The driver in front was very fond of the beautiful little boy. "What are you doing in Liyang, little friend?"

"Find little Jane." Huo nianyan actually doesn't like to talk to people on weekdays, except Jane Huan.

"Are you alone?"

Huo nianyan took out his small cell phone and looked at it. Little Jane hasn't called him back yet. He carefully put away his mobile phone, which was the only tool he could contact Xiao Jian. Facing the confusion of the driver, he just wanted to nod his head, but he was wrong. He shook his head. "No, my father is waiting for me at the station!"

The driver was relieved, otherwise he would have to take the child to the police station.

When he got to the railway station, Huo nianyan pitifully took money out of the savings tank again.

The timer shows 86 yuan, plus three yuan for fuel, a total of 89 yuan.

In the piggy bank is the change Huo nianyan usually saves. When the coin is almost half poured out, Huo nianyan is not willing to pour it again. He holds the piggy piggy bank and looks at the driver with big black and white eyes, "it seems that there is only 42 yuan."

After getting out of the car, Huo nianyan also asked the driver uncle to drive carefully.

When the taxi drove away, Huo nianyan looked around, hugged the savings tank to the corner, poured it out and counted it, and there was 53 yuan.