CEO's Forced Love

"Dad, are you ready to go to bed?" the little guy said with a pillow and a smile.

Huo Mo Ting gave a light "um" and looked at Jian Huan squatting by the wardrobe, but the rest of his eyes fell on the big bed.

He wanted to go inside, but Huo nianyan stopped at the door. Huo Mo Ting was going to scold him, but Huo nianyan eagerly handed him the pillow.

"Dad, this is for you."

Huo Mo Ting frowned. Over there, Jian Huan had held a quilt. When he understood, his face sank a little.

Huo nianyan saw that his father was unhappy and said incredulously, "Dad, don't you want me to sleep on the sofa with little Jane?"

Huo Mo Ting didn't look at his son with exaggerated expression, but looked straight at Jian Huan. As a result, Jian Huan just didn't open his head silently.

The son doesn't know their relationship. Doesn't she know? Dare to put on a strange expression of "we don't know each other".

Huo Mo Ting immediately hovered in anger on his chest. He dragged the pillow in Huo nianyan's hand and returned to the sofa with a handsome face. Huo nianyan came over with a thin quilt, "Dad, it will be cold at night. Here you are."

Huo Mo Ting looked up, his chilly eyes made Huo nianyan shrink his neck, said "good night" and ran away.

The bedroom door snapped shut.

A locked voice came into Huo moting's ears. He was more and more agitated. He tossed and turned on the sofa. Where was he sleepy?

Huo nianyan quickly locked the door, threw his slippers, jumped * into the quilt and patted the position next to him, "little Jane, let's sleep!"

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At night, Jane Huan lay on the soft bed with Huo nianyan in her arms, without any sleepiness.

Huo nianyan in her arms fell asleep when she was telling fairy tales. Jane Huan looked down at his sleeping face, and her mind was in chaos.

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The bright light pierced into her eyes. Jane Huan raised her hand to block it, and then slowly opened her eyes.

It was daybreak outside. She had no children in her arms, and there was no figure of Huo nianyan on her bed.

Jane Huan suddenly sat up and shouted, "read the words?"

No crisp child voice answered her.

She took her cell phone and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the morning. She slept too late last night, so Huo didn't know.

Jian Huan remembered what Huo nianyan said on the phone yesterday. Huo moting will take him back to Fengcheng this morning.

She didn't even have time to wear her shoes. She opened the door and went out. There was no one around. There was a changed children's bathrobe on the sofa.

The suite is no different from last night. In the trash can, there are four or five cans of banana milk, a whisky bottle on the tea table, next to two crystal glasses, one large and one small. There are even cartoons on TV, but the difference is that people are not on the sofa.

Jian Huan subconsciously looked at the position next to the TV cabinet. There was a trolley box there, but now it's gone

She opened the bathroom door and saw no one. The same was true in the kitchen. There was nothing except the fresh-keeping box she brought last night.

The sound of the cartoon echoed in her ears, but Jane Huan suddenly wanted to cry. Her heart was empty, just like when her grandfather died.

Huo moting still took the child away, determined and tough, and didn't give her a chance to hesitate at all.

Jane Huan returned to the sofa and sat down. She looked very calm, even a little abnormal. Her eyes looking at the TV were empty and trance.

Suddenly, the door opened with a click, and a burst of pleasant music came.

Jian Huan turned his head slowly. His purpose was to stand in the porch. For a moment, he was stunned, surprised and delighted.

Huo nianyan was wearing a yellow and green sportswear, and the slightly rolled mushroom head was wet. Seeing the pale Jane Huan, he immediately ran over and held her face anxiously, "little Jane, are you sick? Why is your face so bad?"

Jane Huan looked at his familiar little face. His wet and hot little hand was close to her face. The next second, she stretched out her hand and put him in her arms.

Huo nianyan was hugged and startled, "little... Little Jane?" then turned to look at his father at the door for help.

Huo moting was wearing a mint green stand collar sports coat with black sports pants under it. He took bags with both hands and looked at the scene on the sofa. The look was "indifferent" in Huo nianyan's eyes. The little guy had to appease Jianhuan: "what's the matter with you, Jane?"