CEO's Forced Love

Xu Jingyan did not immediately return abroad, but stayed at home for the time being and took over the job of picking up and sending Huo nianyan to and from school every day.

Every evening, dinner begins with the cry of the children.

Huo nianyan paced down from the second floor with his hands on his back.

At this time, Jane Huan will be busy asking Aunt Li to hold her little son and coax him softly in her arms. For her, there is really no way. She is not willing to scold the naughty boss, and she can't bear to watch her little son cry badly. Who makes this big one and small one her heart?

Later, Huo moting also noticed the change of Huo nianyan. After a dinner, with Huo nianyan's back collar, the father and son entered the study.

Jane Huan didn't know what her father and son said. When she asked Huo moting, he just vaguely perfunctorily said to her, "just talk about it."

Seeing that he was busy these days and looked tired, Jian Huan no longer broke the casserole and asked to the end.

At night, Huo moting took a bath / bed and naturally hugged her. He didn't mind the smell in her hair, but he was very careful to prevent her from being hurt by a knife.

Huo Yuyu's children are taken by old lady Huo these nights.

However, after midnight, the man behind him began to caress her with his hands restlessly, his head buried in her neck, the hot and humid breath made her frown. He kissed her jaw and clavicle, and the man with a thin cocoon put his big hand into her pajamas.

The buttons in the front row of her pajamas were soon torn open, revealing her round shoulders. With his disorderly hands, she cried out and woke up.

Vaguely, I didn't fully open my eyes. I just felt a dark shadow covering my eyes. Then, the wall lamp in the bedroom was on.

Jian Huan subconsciously raised her hand and covered the dazzling light on her head. She didn't put her hand down until she gradually adapted to it. She just didn't put her hand back. She had been gently held by him. She narrowed her eyes. The purpose was Huo Mo Ting's angular facial features, which made her aware that she didn't have a trace of caution.

He held her slender fingers in one hand and supported her on the side of her body in the other. He was looking down at her affectionately: "wake up?"

"... HMM." Jane Huan answered and found her pajamas open.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

The light in the room was soft, and his breathing was a little heavy. It seemed that he was suppressing something. His low voice matched with his eyebrows full of some emotion. Her face was red. She realized what he wanted to do, put her arms around his neck and whispered, "be careful, there should be no problem."

He bowed his head, kissed her and rubbed his ears and temples together, but after all, he had some scruples. He could only please each other with the most restrained skills. Finally, he was afraid that he would lose control and hurt her. He left her and lay on his back, with a layer of sweat on his strong chest.

Jane Huan's abdominal wound was healing. She turned slightly and stretched out her hand: "I'll help you get it out."

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier——

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At the same time, Huo nianyan is hiding under the quilt, excitedly planning the perfect plan to run away from home.

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However, the plan of running away from home by Huo Ni Yan has not been put into action. He first fell down in bed, with a runny nose, sneezing and flu.

There were pregnant women and newborn children at home, so the little guy was isolated in the hospital.

Jane Huan calls Huo nianyan every day and sometimes asks for photos. The little guy is wearing a big sick suit, his eyes are dull and his spirit is depressed.

She was so worried that Huo moting didn't go to the hospital to accompany her eldest son with a cold, but on weekdays, Huo nianyan's behavior was the same as before.

Ten days later, Huo nianyan recovered from his cold and went home.

Huo Yuyu's originally wrinkled facial features have also grown, and the skin has faded, just like a shelled egg. It's light and autumn. The skin should be inherited from Jian Huan. It's very white, with brown hair, big and black eyes, which looks like a hybrid.

Mrs. Huo held her grandson and said to everyone, "this is my little grandson. Is he beautiful?"

In this regard, the old lady also has two sets of strategies to answer——

If the other party teases Huo Yuyu's children and speaks praising words, old Mrs. Huo smiles one by one and sends back a few words of Jin Liangyu's words humbly.

If the other party said, 'this is your little grandson, who looks different from Xiao San...', at this time, Mrs. Huo generally can't have a good face. She hugged the staring Huo Yuyu child and said in a faint tone: "that's natural. My grandson inherited his parents' good genes, how can she be all like Xiao San."

Huo Yu, who opened her eyes, likes neither her father nor her mother most, but always bullies her brother.

When Huo nianyan left the hospital and dumped his leather shoes into the door, the child who had been lying in Mrs. Huo's arms seemed to feel something and began to straighten and turn his head. After seeing Huo nianyan, he grinned with a small mouth and bubbles. If he hadn't been able to go down, I'm afraid he would have rushed over and pulled his trouser legs and shouted "brother".

But Huo nianyan, as his brother, left his head and went upstairs arrogantly.

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