CEO's Forced Love

Due to her long skirt, Jane Huan was blocked from moving. She couldn't catch the glutinous rice balls floating around in the water, so she had to turn to another little guy in the bathtub.

"Read the words, bring your brother over and I'll wash his head."

Huo nianyan was lying naked on his back in the Jacuzzi, his two small arms on the edge of the bathtub, a towel on his forehead, and his small face was red with the heat. He sighed occasionally, as comfortable as he wanted.

Hearing Jian Huan's words, Huo nianyan hummed twice and said perfunctorily, "I haven't made it well yet. This... You can do it yourself."

“……”

But soon, Jane Huan's stare was exchanged for the little guy's compromise: "OK, OK, I won't bubble."

Huo nianyan suddenly stood up with a crash. The full water overflowed the bathtub. Jane Huan couldn't dodge. Her skirt was splashed wet. She exclaimed, "don't move!"

The little guy smiled badly. His big black and bright eyes were wet. His sticky hair was close to his forehead. He turned his back and pouted his bare ass to get the small bench under him.

——The water suddenly pushed to the side and wet Jane Huan's arm.

"Huo nianyan, don't take you so naughty!" Jane Huan didn't dare to get close to the bathtub and pulled a bath towel to wipe the drops of water on her body.

Huo nianyan took off the towel on his forehead, washed it in the bathtub, dried it, rubbed his face, and wiped Huo Jingcheng's face. Then he rubbed the towel in the water and looked up at Jian Huan: "obviously you asked me to help you."

"Do you think so, brother?" the little guy turned and asked Huo Jingcheng.

Huo Jingcheng's children were immediately excited. They were talking about alien language, dancing their hands, kicking their short legs, splashing water and saliva everywhere.

There was no clean place to stay in the whole bathroom.

Huo nianyan Pooh Pooh spit out the bath water, hold the restless Huo Jingcheng child, and put his wet little head close to his brother's ear: "if you make trouble again, little Jane will beat you."

Huo Jingcheng immediately straightened his legs, closed his small mouth, and his dark eyes looked warily at the "little Jane" standing beside him.

Jian Huan: "

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Huo moting came back with a bag of medicine. Just now he was at the front desk on the first floor. He asked the waiter for a room card.

The moment when the door opened, Huo Jingcheng's voice was solemn and sound. "Sit down, son, or you'll sleep on the floor in the evening."

By the side of the bed, Jian Huan knelt with her back to the door, her long curly hair tied up, her head bowed, and devoted herself to painting prickly heat powder on the child with a powder puff. The little guy sat there and giggled, like a little Maitreya Buddha. She pulled Jian Huan's hair from time to time, and the little fat fist pinched the hair to her mouth.

"Dirty, dirty, this can't be eaten." Jane Huan gently patted off his little meat claw.

Huo Jingcheng's child's body tilted and fell on the soft bed. Jian Huan took his diaper and put it on him, coaxing him: "good, don't kick your legs."

The sound of a hair dryer came from the bathroom.

Before long, Huo read out. The little guy was wearing a nightgown and combing his hair. When he saw Huo Mo Ting, he was quite surprised: "Dad, how did you come back?"

Jian Huan is being straightened out by the active Huo Jingcheng. Turning to see the man coming back, it's like seeing the Savior. He immediately gives him the job.

……

In fact, as early as Huo moting took a bag of baby supplies from the car, Jian Huan felt that he had a plan to open / room in the hotel tonight.

Otherwise, how could things be so complete?

When Huo moting approached, Jian Huan smelled the smell of tobacco on him. Although it was very light, it was also fresh: "just smoked downstairs?"

"Just outside, I met Yan Jing and talked for a while."

With that, Huo Mo Ting put his hands through the child's armpits and picked up the fat guy on the bed: "come on, let's lie here and dad will wear pants for you."

The noisy Huo Jingcheng child, as soon as he heard his words, immediately became quiet, bit his fingers and let others do whatever they want.

Seeing this scene, Jane Huan felt that it was really unfair.

Huo Jingcheng listens to Huo Mo Ting very much and likes his father very much. Every evening when Huo Mo Ting comes home, as soon as he hears a familiar male voice, Huo Jingcheng children stretch out their necks to find someone. If they cry on weekdays, as long as Huo Mo Ting hugs and hum, there is nothing else.

As for Huo Mo Ting, when he took care of Huo Jingcheng, he rarely showed impatience. After a few months, he changed a good diaper.

Once, Mrs. Huo passed by the bedroom and saw Jane Huan standing aside with open crotch pants. Huo Mo Ting was changing the baby's diaper. She couldn't help sighing. It's hard to say who would have expected that Xiao San, who had been rebellious since childhood to fight with me, would be able to take care of the child so carefully one day.

"Take your coat." hearing the speech, Jane Huan revived and hurriedly handed over her sleeping clothes.

After a while, Huo moting dressed the child and raised the fat guy: "look at my son, how handsome he is."

His words were full of pride in being a father.

Huo Jingcheng giggled and kicked his calf.

Jane Huan took a dry towel and went to read to Huo to wipe his wet hair. The little guy squinted and sighed, "if only I had another glass of orange juice before going to bed."

"Who said to lose weight?"

Huo nianyan rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa, shaking his fat feet and picking his fingernails: "I'll just talk about it."

The room suddenly uttered two muffled "boo, boo -" followed by a lengthy "poo, poo, poo," which lasted for 15 seconds.

"My brother farted again."

In addition to being held for a walk, Huo Jingcheng children also like to fart, especially the loud fart. Once, it made them cry.

Sometimes, Jian Huan has a headache. She doesn't want to admit that this "fart king" came out of her stomach.