CEO's Forced Love

On the second floor, Huo nianyan looked downstairs and made sure Aunt Li didn't follow up. He didn't worry about opening the door and entering his bedroom.

In the small room filled with toys, a little girl wearing a nun's hat sits quietly on the chair. She looks four or five years old. Her earlobes are white, tender and lovely. She has a small mouth with pink meat. Her eyebrows are beautiful and beautiful. She is carrying a small shoulder bag of the same color as her nun's robe. She is lowering her head and playing with the model of a fire engine Huo nianyan gave her just now.

Huo nianyan closed the door, locked it carefully, and took the fruit salad to the desk: "Po, eat something before you play."

When Po came to a strange environment, she was unavoidably restrained. She looked around. She had never seen such a beautiful house before, but she was also vaguely uneasy: "martial uncle Bujie, didn't you ask me to accompany you to see your mother? Why do we come here? I want to go back to the mountain, or I will worry if my master can't find it."

Huo nianyan moved a stool to Po, climbed up and sat side by side with her: "don't be afraid, this is my house, very safe."

Then he forked an apple with a toothpick and handed it to Po's mouth: "Po, open your mouth, ah -"

Po opened his mouth and ate the sweet apple.

Huo nianyan slid down the stool again, pouted his ass and turned around in his wardrobe. Finally, he dug out a dried flower with exquisite packaging. When he went shopping, he bought it with pocket money on his back. He walked over and held the dried flower up to Po with red cheeks.

"Is it really for me?" Po looked at the air dried rose, his eyes full of magic.

Huo nianyan nodded and dared not look straight at Po. He looked shy and pretentious.

A Bao has lived in the retreat nunnery since childhood and hasn't gone down the mountain much. In addition, during this period, Huo nianyan always sneaks to the nunnery to see her and often buys her food. Now he gives her something. She grins and has a soft voice: "don't quit martial uncle, you're very kind to me."

Huo nianyan's face turned red and his heart beat. He made a deeper understanding of the sentence "you are so kind to me" and thought that its meaning is no less than "I like you". His efforts over the past few days have finally paid off——

He raised his head and glanced at Po: "if you like, I'll buy it for you every day."

Po blinked his long and warped eyelashes twice, looked at martial uncle's shy and reserved expression, some confused, but still smiled and nodded heavily.

Then Po heard martial uncle Bujie's embarrassed voice: "well... I'll accept your heart."

Po continued to look at martial uncle with his head tilted in confusion.

Then Po lost his first kiss.

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Huo moting returned to Qinyuan. Aunt Li was making lunch. When she heard the news, she wiped her hands with her apron and greeted her: "San Shao, are you back?"

"What about reading?"

"... the young master is playing in the room."

Huo Mo Ting nodded and went straight to the second floor. He opened the little guy's door and saw two children who were tired of playing and fell asleep on the children's bed.

Huo nianyan's calf rested on the little girl. A little fat hand didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He grabbed Po's flat chest and drooled at the corners of his mouth.

Aunt Li came up and saw more children in the room. She was very frightened: "this..."

She really doesn't know whose baby girl this is.

Huo Mo Ting closed the door and quit. It happened that his mobile phone rang. He saw the caller ID and picked it up: "... Well, at home, it's all right. Don't worry."

Just after pressing the hang up button, Aunt Li came and asked, "San Shao, do you want to wake up the young master?"

"Let them sleep."

According to the temple, last night the little nun named "a Bao" was still in the intensive nunnery, so there was only one possibility. Huo nianyan went to the temple early in the morning to take the little nun away, went down the mountain without telling everyone, and didn't know how to stop the car back to the city. I'm afraid he didn't have a good rest all night.

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Huo moting simply took a shower, changed into clean clothes and drove back to the hospital.

Huo Zhanming, who went to the grass-roots troops in the west to express his condolences, learned that his daughter-in-law had become better and hurried back to Fengcheng. Huo moting pushed open the door of the ward and saw the old man in a straight military uniform, sitting in a chair teasing with his child. He was not happy. Where was the image of being severe and powerful in the past.

At first, shortly after Huo nianyan was born, he was taken abroad by Huo moting to raise him. The old couple sighed in the dead of night.

Now it can be regarded as making up for their regrets over the years.

Huo Zhanming thought hard on the plane and finally named his second grandson Huo Jingcheng.

As for the child's nickname, Mrs. Huo grabbed it and called it "Huo Yuyu". After listening to it, chief of general staff Huo called it "nonsense", but it was obvious that her opposition was invalid.

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Because it was a caesarean section, Jian Huan couldn't get out of bed immediately. After the anesthetic, the knife edge was very painful, especially when the uterus contracted.

But looking at the sleeping child with her eyes closed, she felt that such pain was worth it.

When the chief of staff Huo and his wife pushed the baby * to bathe the child, Huo Mo Ting was able to sit by the bed and feed Jian Huan chicken soup.

Jane Huan has no appetite because of her abdominal pain.

Huo Mo Ting was very patient and fed her one mouthful at a time. Seeing that she didn't open her mouth, he said softly, "this is what Aunt Li boiled out after watching the induction cooker for several hours. Drink more and don't waste people's mind."

Jian Huan looked at Huo Mo ting and found that his chin had sharpened. Since he was getting closer to the due date, he had lost a lot of weight. Therefore, when Huo Mo Ting scooped another spoonful of chicken soup and stretched it out, she couldn't bear to let him work for herself. Even if he was uncomfortable, she still managed to finish the remaining chicken soup.

Huo Mo Ting put down the thermos cup, bowed his head and kissed her face: "good boy."

Jane blushed with joy. She was in confinement. Her body was dirty and unclean. It was inevitable that she was uncomfortable when she was touched by him. She gently pushed him: "you're not too dirty."

Huo Mo Ting smiled softly and lifted a touch of hair on her cheek. Yesterday, she shed a lot of sweat during spontaneous labor, and her hair stuck. So when he reached out and touched it, Jane Huan wanted to dodge, but he stroked it behind her ear and said, "well, I must hide far away when I really can't stand it."

A pillow hit him, and then Jane screamed with pain. She forgot to cut herself in the abdomen.

Huo Mo Ting looked at her with tears. Obviously, he didn't expect to pull her wound. He quickly lifted the quilt and lifted up his clothes. Sure enough, blood seeped out of the white bandage wrapped around her waist. He heard her cry with a nasal voice: "it's all you. It hurts me..."

He hugged her, kissed her forehead and pressed the call switch at the head of the bed.