CEO's Forced Love

Aunt Li made Tremella red jujube soup. It was rare. Huo moting stayed and had a snack with his mother and son.

However, as a bystander, Huo nianyan's little fat hand held a spoon and scratched Tremella in his mouth while paying attention to the situation next to him. Where are these two people eating midnight snack? They are clearly taking advantage of it to make eyebrows, regardless of the feelings of the children next to them

He scooped up a big spoonful of tremella, opened his mouth and took a big bite!

But soon, the harmonious atmosphere was over. The reason was that Aunt Li, the terminator, took an iron box down.

Aunt Li saw that the three members of the family didn't sleep and she couldn't rest well. She went to clean the storage room when she was free.

When Jianhuan moved to Qinyuan, she almost brought all the things in Xingyu capital, including a packing box sent by Zeng Yan's driver. At that time, Jianhuan didn't look carefully. Now when she saw the iron box in Aunt Li's hand, she recognized that it was used to collect letters and postcards.

"There's another part in the storage room. If you don't want it, Miss Jane, I'll lose it tomorrow."

Jian Huan was still having a snack and only said to Aunt Li, "you put it first. I'll have a look later. Don't tidy it up and put it on the tea table."

Aunt Li put the iron box on the tea table and went upstairs again.

Huo nianyan first finished his supper, slid down his chair, wandered around the villa bored, and finally wandered to the living room, lying on the sofa and beating Jian Huan's iron box.

Jane Huan didn't eat much for dinner. With Huo moting beside her, she was in a good mood. After eating a lot of tremella, she still didn't feel full.

Huo nianyan suddenly ran from the living room with a postcard.

"Little Jane, can I have this picture?" the little guy asked Jane Huan, lying on the table and holding a postcard.

Jane Huan glanced and immediately recognized who sent the postcard. At that time, Yan Jingshen was studying in other places and often went out to travel with his classmates. At that time, they had determined the relationship between male and female friends. Yan Jingshen would take a lot of scenery during the journey to make postcards and send them to her.

Behind each postcard, there is a paragraph that Yan Jingshen wrote to her.

How could she send this postcard to Huo nianyan? At that time, Huo moting will see those words sooner or later... Just wanted to say that these postcards are bad——

Huo read aloud and turned the postcard over. Unfortunately, he was facing Huo Mo Ting: "look, there are still words here!"

Jian Huan: "

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When Huo moting sat on the sofa and began to look at the postcards one by one, Jane Huan went over and wanted to take them, but he held his hand high.

"What's good about this." Jane Huan is no longer than his hand. She can't reach it. She can only adopt a gentle policy: "I want to throw it away."

"I really didn't know that there were these postcards in the box. The things were sorted out by the Yan family. I didn't open them after they were sent to me. At that time, it was too urgent to move. As long as those with my name were moved to the car, there was no time to take a closer look. Later, there were many things, and I didn't take good care of them."

Huo Mo Ting glanced at her and said calmly, "I'm just looking around. What are you panicking about?"

"... I'm not in a panic." Jane Huan sat next to him and didn't dare to stay too far away. Once there was a postcard with excessive words, she planned to take it away: "aren't you afraid of misunderstanding?"

Huo moting didn't misunderstand. He just hid the iron box.

A few days later, they had a quarrel over a small matter. Huo moting didn't talk to her much. He directly moved out of the iron box, took out a postcard and read the contents on the back in front of her, so as to make her reflect on herself.

At this time, Jane Huan always forgot that she was pregnant and ran to compete with him for the postcard in her hand.

She lost one, and he took out another, and picked up what she had lost and hid it, ready to be used again in the next quarrel.

Huo nianyan sat on the carpet and looked numbly at the noisy living room. Finally, he burst out: "are you two finished?"

The couple turned their heads together and looked at the child. They could make trouble themselves, but they could not afford to be despised, especially by a child.

Huo Mo Ting directly stiffened his face and held his strict father's airs: "Huo nianyan, is this what you should say to your parents?"

The little guy has had enough of them these days: "it's not that I said you. It's really enough. When it's good, you can't pull apart when you stick together. If you're unhappy, you turn your face and don't recognize others. If you really can't live, you can get a divorce!"

Huo moting: "

Jian Huan: "