CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly doesn't know what to say to Huo Zhongxiao. She has brewed a lot of words in her heart. For example, I didn't care about last night. Why did you hesitate? For another example, hey, do you want to explain last night... But it seems that saying these words will make the atmosphere more embarrassing.

Holding the cup tightly in her hand, the hot temperature seemed to pass from the palm of her hand to the tip of her heart.

Ye Zhiqiu looked up at the man sitting opposite. His back was slightly bent, his upper body leaned forward, his arm was on his leg, and his right hand was on the strap between his left wrist. At this time, she didn't know that this was a small move that Huo Zhongxiao would do when he had something on his mind.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to sit like this all the time. She broke her silence: "are you going on a blind date this weekend?"

Huo Zhongxiao finally raised his head and looked back at her with deep eyes. His eyes were as warm as jade: "no, who told you?"

"The girls in the whole playground are talking ~" Ye Zhiqiu described the rumors about his blind date to him, and finally looked at him: "it's said that the other party is a stunning beauty, scholarly family, red third generation, with strong family background!"

Huo Zhongxiao's eyes took a silk smile, and his voice was deep: "there is no stunning beauty, and there will be no blind date."

This sentence seemed to emphasize to her.

Ye Zhiqiu's ears burned, and an idea in his heart began to move again.

During the day, she secretly asked Ma Ningning. Ma Ningning directly admitted that she had done it with her boyfriend. In Ma Ningning's words, as long as you are sure that he is worthy of your trust for life, you will give yourself to him sooner or later. Now she just allows her boyfriend to enjoy this right in advance. Moreover, sex / love is also an important way for men and women to maintain their feelings.

Huo Zhongxiao had got up from his chair. He said, "military training is almost over. Go back."

Ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of the chair being put back in front of his desk.

She reluctantly got up and put the cup on the table. When Huo Zhongxiao was ready to open the door, she shouted to him, "little uncle!"

Ye Zhiqiu regretted calling this name, but for her now, she has been used to this name for nearly two years, perhaps because she took care of herself like that when he was her little uncle, so she couldn't change it for a while and a half.

Huo Zhongxiao has put his hand on the doorknob. When he hears the speech, he turns his head and is puzzled in his eyes, as if waiting for her to continue.

"In fact, you don't have to worry about me."

Ye Zhiqiu organized the language and found that this sentence was too vague, so he had to remind him in another way: "like our major... There are many girls falling in love, and two have moved out with their boyfriends... Um... And our dormitory, also with their boyfriends..."

"Well, needless to say." Huo Zhongxiao suddenly interrupted her.

But ye Zhiqiu knew that he understood the meaning of his words.

Seeing Huo Zhongxiao twisting the door lock to leave, she was like a devil's nightmare. She came forward and blocked in front of the door. Huo Zhongxiao looked down at her, but saw the girl's firm eyes. She continued: "I've grown up. Don't treat me as a child, as long as it's what you want... Yes..."

Huo Zhongxiao didn't expect that she was so open to male / female love at a young age. She frowned and said in a deep voice, "what can you do?"

His eyes suddenly became sharp and fell on her like a bone.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what to say. She hung her eyes a little and saw Huo Zhongxiao's belt. Her eyes moved slowly down and fixed at the position of his crotch pants chain. She thought that the thing she held against her last night was there. She stretched out her hand to release his belt sliding buckle.

The next second, her wrist was grabbed, and there was a man's low voice in her ear: "you're still young and don't know what you're doing now."

"I know." Ye Zhiqiu raised her eyes and looked calm and straightforward: "I'm not afraid of women. What are you afraid of

Provocation is very effective for men, even men with amazing self-control are no exception.

Huo Zhongxiao found himself speechless to the bold girl, controlled the tumbling mood in his body, and opened the door: "I'll take you back to Xiyuan."

At this time, he took out the posture of his elders.

……

In the evening, ye Zhiqiu lay in bed, full of what Huo Zhongxiao said when he left.

He said, she is still young now, don't think about what she shouldn't think, four years of college, study hard, other things... Wait until she graduates.

But some things can't be easily cut off once they start.

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There was an art show the next night, so the military training in the afternoon ended early.

Because she wanted to dance, ye Zhiqiu didn't even dare to eat dinner. For fear of eating a small belly, she was pulled by the cultural and entertainment committee to the temporary dressing room next to the lecture hall early, so that the makeup artist who came out of nowhere could make her up.

About an hour later, the makeup artist said 'OK' and patted Ye Zhiqiu on the shoulder: "open your eyes."

……

When he opened his eyes, ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment when he saw himself in the mirror.

It is very good to say that it is very good, and it has turned into a heavy make-up, but it looks not heavy. The laminated eye of pearl light eye shadow makes the cat eye more beautiful and beautiful. The hair of the gel is made into a bun with strict in demands and a flaming feather on the left side. It matches the red and half leather gloves on the right hand, the Black Ballet bottoming coat and the light white gauze on the knees. It's not an ordinary white swan, but it's also unique.

Next to the students who read poetry, they exclaimed, 'wow', and recited in unison: "look back and smile, baimeisheng, Liugong powder and Dai have no color."

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't care about this and sends a text message to Huo Zhongxiao in an uneasy mood -- [I'm going to dance in the evening. Will you come here?]

She was afraid that her boldness last night scared him out of coming, even if she didn't regret it.

Huo Zhongxiao replied quickly, and he said - [mm]

Ye Zhiqiu looked up at the girl in the mirror and grinned. She couldn't help but want to kiss her face.

The art show began at 6:30. Ye Zhiqiu's Swan Lake was the sixth program. After the poem reading, her heart beat like a deer.

Music has sounded at the front desk.

Standing behind the curtain, she clenched her hands and subconsciously looked at the audience. From her point of view, she could only see a few positions on the side. They were all students. It was inevitable that she was a little lost. The "male companion" gently pushed her waist. Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, no longer delayed, and stepped up the steps.