CEO's Forced Love

In a low cry, Jian Huan had been pulled around and pasted a tall and straight human wall.

The light gray shirt and down jacket made a slight friction sound.

The crisp male breath wrapped her in an instant. Jian Huan was stiff and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push him away.

Of course she knew who the man was who was pulling her wrist and close to her.

At that moment, the shame and annoyance came up again last night. Jane Huan bit her lips and struggled hard, but no matter how she resisted, he didn't move. Her waist was held hard, and there was no gap between them.

"You!" Jane Huan looked up. He was looking down, and their breathing was intertwined.

Huo moting's expression on his face was calm, and his eyes looked at her thin, as if it was natural for them to hold together like this. Jian Huan didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the other two people in the villa.

Now she completely regretted that she promised Huo nianyan to sleep here last night and remembered what the little guy said when she washed Huo nianyan's pants that day——

"... last time I saw my father say those words to an aunt, and then the aunt smiled at my father..."

The ugly words I saw in the love letter floated before Jian Huan's eyes one by one.

Did Huo Mo Ting treat her

When the idea came out of her brain, Jane Huan was startled.

Her left hand, which was not gripped, immediately touched his chest, and the temperature transmitted to her palm through the shirt cloth made her want to shrink her hand, but the current situation could not tolerate her timidity. She restrained the tension at the bottom of her heart and looked into Huo moting's eyes.

"Mr. Huo, you should wake up soon."

Huo Mo Ting stared at her black and white eyes and looked unmoved.

Jane Huan couldn't see through his mind, but when she heard his son's name, Huo moting's hand on her waist was obviously relaxed. Her uneasy mood was relieved and looked back at his black eyes: "read that you should go to school later?"

Without further behavior, they looked at each other quietly.

Jane Huan gambled that Huo moting cared about his children.

No father would want his son to see this picture, especially if the woman was still his son's teacher.

Jianhuan also plans to continue to follow the good guidance. Huo moting suddenly lowers her head. She can't dodge. Don't start. His cool thin lips stick to her cheek. It's real and there's no element of fraud.

Apart from Yan Jingshen, she has never been so close to other men.

Thinking of Yan Jingshen, she felt a faint pain in her heart. Regardless of the wrist injury, she forcibly wanted to break away from Huo Mo Ting's imprisonment.

Huo Mo Ting clasped her disorderly hands and pulled, and her tall and straight body pressed her on the kitchen table.

The back waist bumped into the edge of the angular kitchen table, and there was a burst of pain. Jian Huan's eyes were red and stared at Huo Mo ting with anger and humiliation.

He looked at her like she wanted to cry, frowned, and his voice lost patience: "what are you crying for? Haven't you played enough hard to get?"

At first, Jane Huan was confused. When she understood it, there was an anger in her heart. Who did she want to capture and who did she indulge?

"What are you crying about? Aren't you playing hard to get enough?"

At first, Jane Huan was confused. When she understood it, there was an anger in her heart. Who did she want to capture and who did she indulge?

"You deliberately approached nianyan to make him like you, and coaxed him to take you home last night." Huo moting's slender fingers gently stroked the position where his lips fell on her cheek just now: "you're so hard-working, playing hard to get, don't you just want to attract me?"

Jane Huan slapped his hand impolitely.

"Pa!" I couldn't control my strength for a moment and made a clear sound.

Huo Mo Ting looked at the back of his red hand, his eyebrows tightened, and his face cooled down.

"I'm good to nianyan just because he is also good to me. If I want to find a reason to get close to Huo nianyan, I can say for sure that it's not Mr. Huo you."

Jian Huan found that Huo Mo tingjun's face was gloomy. It should be that he spoke too straight and hurt his face.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her voice. "If I had misunderstood you before, please forgive me. As for what just happened, I'll take it as if it hadn't happened."

The words were clear. Jian Huan didn't want to stay here anymore, but Huo moting didn't mean to move away at all.

"You..." she looked at him with eagerness and blame.

Jane Huan wore a thick down jacket, but she didn't look bloated. On the contrary, her face was smaller. She had white and beautiful facial features. Her long hair was braided at random and hung on her chest. Her eyes were big, very dark and bright, and her cheeks were dyed with a shallow blush.

This kind of Jane Huan is not like 24 years old, but more like a girl who is forced to blush at the age of 16 or 17!

She didn't see Huo Mo Ting's movements clearly. She just felt that the back of her head was suddenly buckled, and then her lips were covered with a warm thing, soft and tough. When she reflected what it was, her brain burst into a pot.

It's a kiss, but it's not like it. His lips pressed tightly against hers, and the pressure was a little heavy.