CEO's Forced Love

He appeared in a suit beside the narrow snack stand and became the most eye-catching focus around.

I don't know what he said. The little guy flattened his mouth. Don't see Jian Huan not far away at the beginning.

"Teacher, here!" Huo nianyan seemed to see the Savior and immediately waved his hands and shouted.

This made Jane Huan, who had planned to organize the language, suddenly feel at a loss. She is not a teacher in those full-time primary schools, so she has no experience dealing with students' parents. Moreover, this parent is still a young heterosexual.

The man also turned his head and looked at Huo nianyan in the direction of desperately waving his hand.

The familiar feeling made Jane Huan feel a little chilly when she looked at her long, narrow and deep black eyes.

She didn't expect Huo nianyan's father to be the "best male god" in Ye Zhiqiu and Qin Shisheng's mouth——

The man who met her at the door of the police station.

"Teacher, how did you come back?" Huo nianyan ran to Jian Huan.

His eyes stopped on the milk tea in Jian Huan's hand and wanted to reach for it, but when he looked back and saw Huo Mo Ting standing there, he immediately eliminated the bear's courage, took Jian Huan's hand obediently, and then dragged her to the soup dumpling stall.

"Teacher, this is my father."

Jane Huan looked at the man less than one meter away from her. The pressed suit lined his tall and straight figure. She found that she only reached his shoulder, and Huo Mo Ting exuded a strong but restrained aura even if she didn't speak.

The little guy raised his head and said to Huo Mo Ting, "Dad, this is the violin teacher I told you yesterday."

Huo moting smells the speech and looks at Jian Huan.

His skin was very white, so that his slender black eyes deepened and did not see the bottom. He looked at her like this, which made Jane Huan feel pressure invisible.

But she still managed to resist discomfort and nodded to him, "hello."

"Teacher, dad has promised me to give you a ride!" the little guy cheered beside him.

And Huo moting didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Jian Huan is an interesting person. He declined at the moment: "it's quite close to the community. I can just walk over."

"Anyway, on the way, let's go together."

Jane Huan looked at Huo Mo ting in amazement and forgot to speak for a moment.

His voice is low and mellow, belonging to the very magnetic type, which is less cold than on the phone.

Huo Mo Ting bowed his head and said to Huo Nian, "go and carry your schoolbag."

Carrying a big schoolbag, the little guy ran over and naturally took Jian Huan's hand: "well, let's go!"

Jian Huan looked at Huo moting standing on the side. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he pinched Huo nianyan's little hand and walked forward led by the little guy.

Huo nianyan chattered like a cheerful sparrow. The rest of Jian Huan's eyes inadvertently swept Huo moting behind him. He seemed to pace with them at will, but when someone crowded over, he would subconsciously stretch out his hand and separate without trace.

Until she walked out of the snack street, Jane Huan found that almost no one hit her and the little guy.

Huo moting drives a beach golden Bentley Continental.

Jian Huan and Huo nianyan sat together in the back seat of the car, while "Rouyuan" squatted next to the little guy.

"Teacher, you forgot to drink your milk tea." the little guy whispered kindly.

Since getting on the bus, Huo nianyan's eyes haven't left the cup of milk tea in her hand.

Jian Huan thought of what he had said when buying spicy tofu. He couldn't help looking up at the man driving. The road lights on both sides flashed. His angular side face fell into the alternating light, and his almost cold expression seemed to be thousands of miles away.

The little guy seems to be afraid of his father

Huo Mo Ting suddenly looked in the rearview mirror and just right on her eyes.

The deep eyes made her heart beat faster quietly.

Jane Huan pulled out a smile at him, then didn't look at his expression, looked down at the little guy next to him.

"Drink milk tea while it's hot. If it's cold in this weather, you'll have diarrhea."

The little guy's hand touched the milk tea cup one after another, and his careful thoughts were written on his face.

Jane Huan smiled and touched his head. "The teacher can't drink anymore. Otherwise, you can drink it for me!"

Huo nianyan hesitated and held the milk tea cup: "I'll take a sip."

Although this sentence was said to Jian Huan, his eyes always looked at Huo Mo ting in front of him. Seeing that his father had no objection, he immediately lowered his head and held the straw. After a while, he handed the cup back to Jian Huan: "OK!"

Jane Huan took it and shook it. There was little milk tea left in the cup.

She looked at Huo in surprise.