CEO's Forced Love

Before going to bed, Jane Huan was still worried. While Huo moting was taking a shower, she went to the small bedroom to see her son.

Huo nianyan is dressing in his pajamas and sorting out his luggage. Next to him is a beetle shaped trolley box, a birthday gift from Lu Jinsheng a few days ago.

Seeing Jian Huan coming in, the little guy didn't stop his busy figure and put a box of LEGO at the bottom of the box.

"Are you really going to the temple?" Jane Huan sat on the chair next to him and turned to ask him.

Huo nianyan tiptoed to take this ah Xie cartoon from the bookshelf, turned his head and said, "I think it's good to go there. After thinking about it, I agree."

That's it?

Jane Huan's face was unbelievable. The little guy shrugged as if he were answering her. Yes, it's that simple.

In fact, Huo moting really didn't use coercion. He just told the little guy in disguise that school will begin in early September. In addition, there is another Ferrari toy sports car in the world. You know, Huo nianyan has a hobby and likes collecting all kinds of expensive transportation models.

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When Mrs. Huo learned that her grandson was really going to be a layman in the temple, she was very reluctant. The next morning, she sent the "meat balls" to her.

Meat balls, which had not returned to Qinyuan for several months, were a little stronger. As soon as they entered the house, they ran around and made sure there was no other smell of the same kind. Their status in the family had not changed. Only then did they twist their fat ass and swagger back to the old lady.

What the old lady meant was that she was afraid of being alone in the temple. Even three months' dog food was ready before he came.

"Rouyuan" is a dog that can look at people's faces. He knows when to be arrogant and domineering and when to be obedient. Especially in front of the male owner, he dares not to make a mistake and pleasantly rubs against Huo nianyan. The little guy immediately "giggles" with the dog's head.

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Huo nianyan was sent to Baoguang Temple by Jianhuan and Mrs. Huo together.

The old monk waited at the door early. He saw a family of big and small bags coming up the mountain, followed by a fat bulldog.

Huo nianyan was arranged in the house next to the old monk.

Mrs. Huo talked to the old monk for a long time in the monk's room. It was nothing more than asking the old monk to take care of her little grandson. After all, Huo said that there were too many bad things recently. The old monk stroked his beard and smiled: "it makes sun fuze thick and lucky. Taking him out can also transfer and ward off evil spirits."

Isn't that a mobile amulet?

Before going back, Mrs. Huo put a big red envelope in the merit box.

Huo nianyan, who didn't care at all, showed his nervousness when he learned that Huo moting was going down the mountain. Xiaopang grabbed Jian Huan's sleeve and "Rouyuan" sensed his uneasiness and followed Wang Wang, obviously unwilling to stay in this place.

Jian Huan saw the little guy's slightly confused expression. He was afraid that he would be wronged here. He suddenly wanted to take him home. Every extra moment, this idea was stronger.

The host comforted: "don't worry, benefactor. I'm a distinguished guest. We will never neglect it."

Jane Huan was only thinking about the little guy and asked him if he wanted to go home.

Huo nianyan glanced at Huo moting, who answered the phone outside the door, thinking about his toy model and his summer homework. Finally, he scratched his ear and said slowly, "in fact, it's very good here. Just remember to come and see me more."

But the meat balls nearby whined. At the moment of entering the temple, it had a bad hunch. It's more serious now

Jian Huan hardly avoided it. He squatted down carefully and touched its head. Rouyuan immediately narrowed his eyes comfortably, and made a sound of "grunting" in his throat. He was amused by its satisfied little appearance. Jian Huan patted it on the back: "Rouyuan, take care of it. Do you know?"

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When I went back, only Mrs. Huo, Aunt Li and Jane Huan were left in the car.

At the thought of Huo nianyan staying here at a young age, old Mrs. Huo blushed and blew her nose with a paper towel, which made Jane Huan feel uncomfortable.

While driving, Huo Mo Ting stretched out his right hand and pressed Jane Huan's hand on her lap to give her silent comfort.

Aunt Li was busy comforting the old lady: "three months passed quickly. At that time, the young master will go home."

"Aunt Li, you don't understand," the old lady said and began to cry, thinking of her grandson alone in the mountain.

When she got home, Jane Huan was worried about her child. She had no appetite for dinner and went back to her bedroom early to have a rest.

She called Huo nianyan. The little guy brought his own mobile phone and answered it soon. In a lazy voice, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Have you had dinner?"

The little guy said he had already eaten. Jane Huan asked him what he was doing. He said, "I'm cutting my toenails!"

Jian Huan judged from his relaxed and cheerful voice that he didn't get used to the life there. He was relieved. After talking for a while, he hung up the phone reluctantly.