CEO's Forced Love

Smelly * Huo moting came out after taking a bath. He had no other clothes on his body except a bath towel around his waist.

The bedroom was lit, but there was no one.

Since being with Jane Huan, some habits have changed imperceptibly. Before taking a bath, he will light a cigarette with a lighter, stand on the balcony, quietly look at the dark front, occasionally smoke a cigarette, relax himself in the curling smoke, or think about things.

Sometimes, when you are addicted to smoking, you will sit at the head of the bed and rest after smoking one or two cigarettes.

But now, every night, there is one more person around him, plus... As long as he smokes in the bedroom, he will immediately have a pair of eyes staring at him.

Huo moting looked around, opened the wardrobe again, and then the door opened. Jian Huan came in and just looked at him.

He closed the cupboard door quietly.

Jane Huan's hair curled up, wearing pajamas and holding her dirty clothes in her arms. She just came back from taking a bath outside.

Not wanting to pay attention to him, she passed him directly, went to the bathroom and put her clothes in the basket.

When he came out again, Huo Mo Ting had leaned on the sofa, rubbed his fingers on his temples, heard footsteps, looked up at her and said, "where is the antidote?"

“……”

Jane Huan lifted the quilt, went to sleep, tossed around and pointed the back of her head at him.

After sitting for a while, Huo Mo Ting got up and went to the dressing table, took an antidote, held the cup and asked her, "where did you put the kettle?"

Seeing that she was silent, he went to the tea table again and poured himself a glass of boiling water.

After taking the medicine, I went to bed and pasted it. I wanted to hug her. Jane Huan pushed him away with disgust: "it smells like smoke and wine. It smells terrible. Don't touch me."

"I've taken a bath." he didn't give up and rubbed over again.

Jane Huan wouldn't let him touch it, turned over with the quilt in her arms, and didn't forget to run on him: "don't stinky tofu stink if you soak it in water for half an hour?"

“……”

Huo Mo Ting firmly grasped her moving hands, pasted her body, and puffed at her cochlea: "are you still making trouble with me? Is that what you think?"

"Before you say me, reflect on yourself."

Jian Huan's hand was clamped and he could only use his foot to kick his calf: "let go of me, don't sleep, don't disturb me."

He took her into his arms, Wenxiang nephrite on his side, and his voice became more deep: "am I too indulgent with you on weekdays, and now I'm becoming more and more lawless."

"Don't stick gold on your face... Where do you put your hands?!" Jane Huan blushed and wanted to pull out his big hand stretched into his clothes.

"What happened to my wife?"

Jian Huan was so short of breath that he couldn't get rid of his arms. He thought that he was still angry. He immediately stabilized his breath and said faintly: "I don't want to, you can't force me. In the marriage law, your behavior is illegal."

Huo Mo Ting smiled in a low voice, with his thin lips close to her ears: "the judge asked you, if you don't want to have a baby, how do you answer?"

"... that's because you cheated."

"How old are you? You've been cheated," his voice became more and more dumb. "If you say this, people will look at you with colored glasses."

Jane Huan was disorderly breathing by him. She just wanted to refute him. Suddenly, her body under the quilt was cold, and her pajamas were stripped off by him. She couldn't help struggling again. His hot body had been pasted up, against her, and nibbled her earlobe: "don't you want to now?"

"No." Jian Huan refused to accept the softness.

He clasped his hands around her waist and was ready to go. In exchange for her murmur, his breath was heavy: "it's all right, I'll be willing later."

……

Afterwards, Jian Huan was too tired to move a finger. Huo Mo Ting's palm was close to her sweaty back and stroked it gently. His spirit was very energetic.

"Hot, don't touch me." Jane Huan narrowed her eyes, and her tone was particularly disgusted.

He bowed his head and kissed her butterfly bone. His fingers stroked the curve under her armpits, which made her shudder. His voice was low and gentle: "you said, how many days have you put your face on me? Talking and laughing at other men and talking to me like a strange look. Do you mean to make me unhappy?"

Jane Huan was too lazy to answer the question and hummed softly, but she gradually woke up and kicked him again: "you go down."

Huo Mo Ting not only didn't go down, but held her for a while: "if you do this again in the future, there are some ways to clean you up."

"I hate it!" Jane Huan pulled the quilt over her head. "They all said they wanted to sleep. If you say one more word, I'll kick you down."

Huo moting: "

He took a deep breath, restrained his temper and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt on her head: "show your head and let's talk well."

“……”

"I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

Jane Huan suddenly lifted the quilt, crushed him on the bed, closed her eyes, hugged her, put her face close to his arm, and said, "is it over?"

"Say again, I'll lock the door tomorrow and let you sleep in the study."

Huo Mo Ting was suddenly in a better mood. He opened his arms around her, bent his head and kissed her forehead: "are you willing?"

"Not willing." her eyelids were heavy and she whispered, "now, can you sleep?"