CEO's Forced Love

Dinner atmosphere tends to be quiet. In addition to the collision of dishes and chopsticks, only Han Jingqiu occasionally said some irrelevant anecdotes. Huo Zhongxiao sometimes ignored them and sometimes simply replied.

As for ye Zhiqiu, he bowed his head and ate all the way.

"These hairy crabs were sent by your mother's serviceman in the afternoon. I'll call later. She said that your brother and they have returned home and let us have dinner tomorrow evening."

Then Han Jingqiu became interested: "why don't we go to the hot spring tomorrow? You and Mo Ting haven't seen each other for more than half a year. The brothers should have a lot to say. I can also get together with Shuyuan."

"There are still some things to deal with in the army tomorrow. I can't afford to smoke."

Ye Zhiqiu looked up when he heard the speech. The man's shirt sleeve was rolled up. He had a rice bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand. Unlike those soldiers who wolfed down their meals, his eating appearance was very gentle. Han Jingqiu next to him listened to his words and tightened his eyebrows: "what else are you busy at the weekend?"

"There will be a simulated live firing training in the evening, and you have to go and prepare in the morning," the man said.

"Why do you have to do everything? Is there no one else in the army?" Han Jingqiu's tone was dissatisfied and his expression was skeptical.

She still runs out all day on rest days. She has to doubt it.

Ye Zhiqiu sipped her lips and heard Han Jingqiu say, "and how's your job adjustment? There's no vacancy here and you won't be hanging like this all the time? Why don't you tell your father and ask him if there can be a place in military region A."

Huo Zhongxiao did not want to talk more about his work: "I have my own discretion in this matter."

"If you can't tell your father, I'll call my father. Although he retired, at least my uncle is still up -"

"I told you to leave my work alone."

Ye Zhiqiu heard that his tone suddenly cooled down. Obviously, he didn't like Han Jingqiu to intervene in his work.

"Pa -"

Han Jingqiu threw the bowl heavily on the table and suddenly got up: "I care about you. What's the matter? Are you going to be a big soldier until you're old without saying a word? Others who are about your age have changed jobs, and you still regard this military uniform as a treasure!"

Every quarrel seems to start like this.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't listen. She put down the dishes and chopsticks, stood up and grabbed Han Jingqiu: "aunt, have something to say -"

“……”

Han Jingqiu didn't say anything. She shook off her hand, went straight back to the master bedroom and slammed the door.

Silence returned to the apartment.

Ye Zhiqiu stood at the table and took back her eyes from the door of the master bedroom. She looked at the man who was still eating as if nothing had happened. She suddenly wondered whether the man was intentional. Every time she said less than ten words to Han Jingqiu, she would quarrel. She clearly didn't say anything provocative, but she just felt that the source was on him

Huo Zhongxiao noticed her gaze and raised his deep eyes to her.

They looked at each other for a few seconds. Ye Zhiqiu glared at him fiercely, and then turned and entered his room.

This * is safe.

Ye Zhiqiu took a bath early and hid in the room. Until the early morning, he didn't hear any more arguments, nor did he hear anyone leave when the anti-theft door was opened.

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The next morning, ye Zhiqiu was awakened by urine.

When she came out of the bathroom and passed the living room, she stepped on her feet. She didn't notice when she ran over just now. There was a person sleeping on the sofa. She was startled. She calmed down and saw that it was Huo Zhongxiao. She was covered with a thin blanket and was still wearing the clothes of last night.

Didn't the man go back to his room to sleep all night?

Ye Zhiqiu turned to the master bedroom with the door closed. He couldn't help agreeing with Qin Shisheng. The couple are really strange!

When she changed her clothes and took coke from the kitchen, she found that Huo Zhongxiao hadn't woke up.

Glancing at the master bedroom, he determined that Han Jingqiu would not get up for the time being. Ye Zhiqiu tiptoed to the living room to prevent himself from making any movement. He walked to the sofa and looked down at the man on the sofa, with an open shirt collar, a protruding Adam's apple, a stubble chin and an arm on his eyes.

She suddenly had the idea of mischief. She touched his face with her hand that had held the ice cola and whispered, "little uncle, it's dawn!"

The cold palm of his hand pasted on the man's warm cheek. Almost in an instant, Huo Zhongxiao woke up.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with the confusion at the bottom of his eyes when he just woke up, as if he didn't adapt to the scene in front of him, and even a little confused. Huo Zhongxiao looked like a 17-year-old lengtouqing. He was not as calm and introverted as a 29-year-old man.

The prank succeeded. Ye Zhiqiu was in a surprisingly good mood. He deliberately handed the coke to him: "little uncle, do you want to drink coke? I just took it out of the fridge."

Huo Zhongxiao has completely sobered up.

He looked at the girl squatting beside him, with curly long hair on her shoulders, curved eyebrows and eyes, and a very proud smile. The White Chiffon irregular wave skirt without waist was spread all over the floor. Many people would wear the skirt of pajamas, but she wore the smell of Zhong Lingyu and Xiu.

The living room is connected to the balcony. The sun penetrates into the thin gauze curtain, which makes her skin almost transparent. Her two slender arms hold her knees in one hand and coke in the other.

His originally tight frown slowly loosened and looked at the master bedroom.

"My aunt hasn't got up yet." Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to answer his doubts and shook coke: "do you want to drink?"

Pulling back his eyes, Huo Zhongxiao looked at the can of coke: "didn't he tell you not to drink cold?"

Ye Zhiqiu skimmed his mouth and smiled heartlessly, "so I asked you if you want to drink? I can't drink it. I specially brought it for you."

Huo Zhongxiao's face eased slightly. He sat up, rubbed his temples and asked her, "are you hungry?"

An unexpectedly gentle tone.

"Full!" Ye Zhiqiu looked unnatural. He stood up on his knees. Maybe he squatted too long, got up again in a hurry, his legs bent a little numb, and stumbled towards the corner of the tea table.

Huo Zhongxiao was quick eyed and quick handed. He grabbed her arm and whispered, "be careful."

"Nothing." he broke free from his arms. Ye Zhiqiu's face turned red, grabbed his long hair and ran away: "I'll brush my teeth."