CEO's Forced Love

Huo Mo Ting thought of the name she called Yan Jingshen in her dream, and Yan Jingshen said she liked the dress matching. She couldn't suppress her anger, "what's that?"

Jane Huan turned to look at him: "you look like this, I can't have a good talk with you."

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Jian Huan thought the air in the car was stuffy: "I don't want to quarrel with you. I'll take a taxi back and calm down with each other. I'll go straight to the courtyard."

After that, Jane Huan pushed the door open and went down. Before she took a few steps, a heavy door closing sound sounded behind her.

The arm was grabbed from the back, and the man was also dragged into a solid arms. His low and sullen voice sounded above his head: "where are you going?"

Jane Huan struggled a few times, looked up, looked up at him with deep, angry eyes, and the resentment squeezed in her heart dissipated inexplicably.

"Huo moting, we'll talk when you're calm."

Huo Mo Ting clutched her wrist and quietly looked into her eyes. His Adam's apple stirred, but he didn't say anything more mean.

A vehicle came in from the entrance, and the flashing light of the lighting lamp flashed by, accompanied by the sound of the flute.

"I don't want a meaningless quarrel. You care about me. I know that you don't like to see me with other men. I can understand it, and I will be happy about it. It shows that you care about me," Jane Huan said her thoughts: "but I also hope to have a little freedom to make friends."

"Freedom to make friends? Who do you want to make friends with? The one surnamed Zheng?!" he said in a tough tone, "how much dissatisfaction do you have? Say it all at once!"

Jane Huan took a deep breath and tried to calm her tone: "Huo Mo Ting, you're like this again. Can you stop being so childish..."

"Take your Tibetan blue British suit to find a childish man, as well as the wine red thin tie and the pink blue shirt. Anyway, you shout other people's names in your dream and think about others in your heart. You can't see my kindness to you. Go with him!"

Jian Huan: "

After Huo Mo Ting said that, he shook off her hand, returned to the car, closed the door, but didn't start the car immediately.

Jane Huan's ear was still the words he said. The shock was so great that she forgot to respond for a moment.

The parking lot is so quiet that you can hear your breathing

Jane Huan turned her head and looked at the Bentley Continental. Huo moting was sitting in the car quietly. It was clear that they were less than ten steps apart, but she felt that he was so far away. This feeling was hard. She felt a faint guilt. She didn't mean to do something, but the responsibility was on her.

If she can control herself in her sleep, she will not let herself shout the name of Yan Jingshen.

She thought of seeing Yan Jingshen's interview in the magazine in the afternoon, combined with Huo moting's words... Did he also see it and misunderstood it?

I thought I was reconciled, but I didn't want to upgrade the contradiction to a new height.

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Jane Huan stood for a while, walked over, stood by the door and gently knocked on the window: "Huo Mo Ting, I have something to tell you."

When the window came down, there was thick smoke in it. Jane Huan coughed twice. He was so stuffy in it!

Jane Huan looked at his eyebrows and eyes. The light from the tip of her eyes swept the smoke in his hand. Thinking that he had a cold, she bent down a little and stopped talking back to him. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the smoke. He looked sideways with unfriendly eyes. She said, "your body hasn't recovered. Don't smoke so much."

Huo moting ignored her, took out the cigarette box from the storage box and drew out a cigarette again.

When he went to get the lighter, Jane Huan didn't know where she came from. She grabbed the cigarette. His eyebrows locked: "what are you doing? Give me the cigarette."

"I told you not to smoke so much!" Jane Huan's voice couldn't help raising.

Huo Mo Ting looked at her straightly. They looked at each other, but they didn't have the tenderness and affection in the past. For a long time, he turned first.

"Don't you know that smoking so much hurts your lungs? How many times have I said it, and which time have you listened to it?"

Said, do not know whether it is emotional infection, or just suffered too much injustice, her eyes red.

"It's just a cigarette. How can you talk so much?" Huo moting was impetuous and his tone was naturally not much better.

"Is it about smoking a cigarette? Don't you know your current body? You smoke so much. Why do you cough before you go to bed? Do you want me to remind you?" speaking of this, Jian Huan was angry: "if you keep going your own way, we can't live together in the future."

"Now even a cigarette can be your reason to crusade against me?"

"..." Jian Huan was speechless.