CEO's Forced Love

Huo Zhongxiao came down from upstairs and heard the happy laughter of the old lady from the restaurant. When he went to the first floor, only his father was still in the living room.

Mrs. Huo was sitting at the table, looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who was buried in eating with relish. She was happy and said to the nanny next to her, "look at her, I'm greedy!"

Ye Zhiqiu ate her dinner early. She didn't eat it at night because she was bitten by a dog. When she saw the nanny bring out red jujube and tremella soup, her stomach didn't cheer up.

More importantly - she likes eating Tremella Tremella very much?

"Finished? Fang, go and get her another bowl!"

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to say no, but the old lady was too enthusiastic. The nanny had robbed her bowl and soon came back with a bowl.

“……”

After eating more than half of the bowl, she was thinking about how to deal with the rest. Mrs. Huo's voice sounded in her ear: "is the computer really broken?"

Huo Zhongxiao has entered the restaurant: "the network card is broken. Just go with a new one tomorrow."

Mrs. Huo went upstairs to see her baby computer.

Huo Zhongxiao naturally noticed the two poor eyes. When the old lady disappeared at the stairs, he pulled away his chair and sat down: "what's the matter?"

"I can't eat any more." Ye Zhiqiu put down the spoon.

Huo Zhongxiao looked down

He didn't think as carefully as she did about the bowl of red dates and tremella soup. He just said, "don't want to eat it. It's too much to digest in the middle of the night."

"I can't digest it anymore." Ye Zhiqiu rubbed her bulging stomach and bitter face. She reluctantly looked at the tremella floating in the bowl: "what about these? If I pour them out, what if your mother thinks I'm delicate and difficult to serve?"

As if he thought of something, ye Zhiqiu scooped up a spoonful of tremella and handed it to his mouth. It was like grasping a life-saving straw: "why don't you eat it!"

Her action was too abrupt. Huo Zhongxiao subconsciously tilted his jaw back to avoid the tremella, which implied some resistance.

Seeing him avoid, ye Zhiqiu remembered that he didn't like sweets.

Once lived in Han Jingqiu's apartment. When the housekeeper was cooking, Han Jingqiu specifically told her not to put sugar in the dishes. She overheard it when she passed by the bathroom.

"Really don't eat?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at him eagerly, holding a spoon.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he was disappointed. Just about to stop, Huo Zhongxiao held her wrist. He came up and bit the spoon.

In this way, just as she raised the spoon, Huo Zhongxiao ate all the tremella and loosened her thin wrist. His tall body leaned back against the chair and calmly said, "the taste is good."

Ye Zhiqiu's face flushed slightly, and he had the illusion that he had been molested.

This spoon was used by herself. She licked it countless times just now. There should be a lot of saliva. On this thought, she took two paper towels and wiped it hard.

Huo Zhongxiao: "

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The family has prepared a guest room for ye Zhiqiu, opposite Huo Zhongxiao's room.

After they went upstairs, Mrs. Huo couldn't close her mouth with a smile. She sat down next to commander Huo and stabbed her husband who was still pretending to read the newspaper: "this little girl is really good and can eat. You didn't see it just now. She still fed the second child. The second child obviously hates eating sweet things. She opened her mouth and ate it."

After arranging Ye Zhiqiu, Huo Zhongxiao has come downstairs again.

Commander Huo turned over the newspaper and said coldly: "don't bring it home in the future."

"Why do I say you're an old man?" Mrs. Huo was unhappy. "People are not very good except when they're younger?"

"So you know people are young."

Commander Huo glanced at her, then looked up at his suddenly out of tune son: "I think you've been trained to tease your brain, and don't look at how old you are. Does her family know that when people come back with you like this?"

Before Huo Zhongxiao could speak, the old lady had already made a stand with her husband: "put away your old-fashioned ideas. People are happy with each other. What are you mixing in? I put my words here. If you force my daughter-in-law away, I won't finish Huo Zhanming with you!"

Commander Huo put down the newspaper, stood up and stared at his son: "you go to the study with me. I have something to ask you!"

……

Ye Zhiqiu takes a good bath and comes out of the bathroom. He goes straight back to the guest room. When he wipes his hair, he wants to see Huo Zhongxiao again. He doesn't know what he is doing now.

She didn't dare to hang around in someone else's house. She was going to text him to come over.

Just picked up the mobile phone, the door was knocked. Ye Zhiqiu went to open the door and came to Mrs. Huo.

"Are you still used to it?" after the old lady came in, she took Ye Zhiqiu and sat down by the bed. She looked at her carefully and couldn't express her satisfaction.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the door and asked the old lady about Huo Zhongxiao.

"He is chatting with his father in the study!"

Mrs. Huo smiled and her smile faded, but her eyes looking at Ye Zhiqiu were very real: "Qiuqiu, how much do you know about the second child?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and then offered it, including Huo Zhongxiao's divorce.

"So you know," the old lady seemed relieved and liked her more. "My second son's character is more boring. If you're with him, please forgive him. If he bullies you, tell me that my aunt must be on your side."

Mrs. Huo is like a good mother-in-law.

Ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed. He scratched his wet hair and said softly, "in fact, he... Is very good."

"Just feel good," Mrs. Huo immediately smiled, and did not forget to explain commander Huo's cold face before leaving. "Zhong Xiao's father is used to giving orders all year round. He is actually very happy when you can come home. People who usually go to bed at nine o'clock are stunned until twelve o'clock today."