CEO's Forced Love

Huo Zhongxiao handed the document to Lao Zhao. He didn't even enter the door of his dormitory. He said two words at the door and left.

Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about whether to explain again. The dormitory door opened and Huo Zhongxiao came back. Unexpectedly, he was so fast that he didn't even have five minutes.

"Do you want to drink water?" Huo Zhongxiao asked her.

Ye Zhiqiu has slowly rubbed over: "little uncle, don't misunderstand what happened just now?"

After pouring water, Huo Zhongxiao asked, "what do I misunderstand?"

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu was unable to explain. He opened his fingers and clasped them: "I met my little grandfather on the road. I hid behind the tree. It's not what you think."

Huo Zhongxiao put down the thermos and sat down by the bed. He lit a cigarette and took a sip before he said, "what do I think?"

"Just --"

Ye Zhiqiu bit his lip and was incoherent when he pressed him: "it's not because he doesn't know anyone, but because he's afraid he'll stop us and disagree with us."

Speaking later, the voice became lower and lower.

Huo Zhongxiao chuckled, so short that she had no time to taste her emotions.

Ye Zhiqiu raised her eyes and found that he was looking at herself. She had a faint smile on her mouth. The temperature on her face suddenly increased: "what are you looking at me for?"

Huo Zhongxiao shook his head: "nothing."

The atmosphere in the room changed subtly, not the awkward silence at first.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't believe what he said. He used to laugh at himself every time. His ears were hot: "since there's nothing, why are you laughing?"

Huo Zhongxiao held a newly lit cigarette in his right hand. In the light smoke, he bowed his head and smiled again.

Such a smile made Ye Zhiqiu ashamed. She went straight to the bed, hung it on Huo Zhongxiao, took the smoke from his fingers, and said, "don't laugh!"

Huo Zhongxiao looked at her angry and nodded, but there was a faint smile on his mouth.

Ye Zhiqiu put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him to the bed with a little force.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't resist and let her step on her own.

"If you do this again, I'll turn my face!" she warned with gnashing teeth, staring down at his smiling black eyes.

"Yes."

Ye Zhiqiu found that he had nothing to do with him. He simply raised his hand and covered his eyes.

Wu Zhao Wu Zhao, the anger in her heart dissipated. Looking at the angular thin lips under his tall nose, she bowed her head and kissed him.

This kiss is full of the smell of tobacco.

She likes the feeling.

Huo Zhongxiao put his arm around her waist and gently rubbed it.

Ye Zhiqiu's kiss fell down on his stirring Adam's apple. Suddenly, people were pressed under him.

Her vision suddenly darkened, and her warm big hand covered her eyes.

Huo Zhongxiao's breath was in her ear. There was a faint smile in his low and deep voice: "do you really like me so much?"

Ye Zhiqiu blushed, but nodded honestly: "I like it."

Huo Zhongxiao didn't answer.

Ye Zhiqiu tentatively raised his hand, stroked his back and hugged him: "so you should be good to me, or I may be moved and don't fall in love."

Huo Zhongxiao smiled gently and asked in a low voice, "what's a good way?"

"I'm still thinking. I'll tell you when I think of it."

Huo Zhongxiao turned over from her, put her in his arms and touched the back of her head: "take a nap, wake up and go to the airport."

"Are you trying to please me?" Ye Zhiqiu asked.

"Sort of."

Ye Zhiqiu grinned and lay quietly in his arms, closing his eyes.

……

The plane was a flight at 8 p.m. it was nearly early in the morning when it arrived in Harbin. When it came out of the airport, ye Zhiqiu only felt a chill coming face to face.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's first visit to the northern city. Although Huo Zhongxiao is around, he still has a little confused mood because of strangeness.

Huo Zhongxiao called a taxi at the gate of the airport.

After getting on the bus, ye Zhiqiu lay down by the window and looked curiously at the night view outside. In the early morning, the street was very empty and quiet, there were no pedestrians, and even there were few vehicles.

Before leaving in the evening, ye Zhiqiu booked a deluxe big bed room in an Express Hotel online.

The location of the hotel is relatively quiet, and the price is naturally cheaper than that in the urban area.

Register at the front desk. When entering the elevator, it was almost half past twelve. As soon as the elevator door closed, ye Zhiqiu leaned on Huo Zhongxiao.

"Sleepy?" Huo Zhongxiao carried his bag on one shoulder and put his left hand around her waist.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded. His spirit was a little depressed. He hugged him with both hands and buried his face in his clothes. He didn't want to talk.

The so-called luxury big bed room, in fact, the room is not luxurious at all. The space is very small and the facilities are old, but it is better to be clean and there is no damp and musty smell.

Ye Zhiqiu fell on the bed after entering the house, closed his eyes and didn't want to move any more.

In a daze, she felt the quilt gently cover her body, and then the sound of electric kettle boiling water and walking with people sounded in the room.

……

Ye Zhiqiu woke up with a stomachache.

She covered her lower abdomen, where there were bursts of colic. At last, she bent herself in the quilt and was sweating.

Huo Zhongxiao was awakened by her intermittent small movements and reached out to turn on the light: "what's the matter?"

"Stomachache." Ye Zhiqiu threw herself directly into his arms. She has always had dysmenorrhea. Sometimes she will have an attack if she is too tired.

Huo Zhongxiao looked at the way she tightened her eyebrows. His small face was pale. It really didn't look like a fake. He touched her forehead and his palms were wet and sticky sweat.

Ye Zhiqiu groaned feebly, "it hurts me..."

Huo Zhongxiao guessed that it should be dysmenorrhea. He took his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was 2:48 a.m.

He looked down and found the girl in his arms sleepy with her eyes closed.

Huo Zhongxiao tucked her in. He got out of bed and put on his clothes. The pot of boiling water burned before going to bed was still warm. He poured half a glass of water to the bedside and helped Ye Zhiqiu to feed her. When he was about to put her back in bed, he found his shirt tightly held by a pair of small hands.

Ye Zhiqiu barely opened his eyes and found him dressed neatly. He asked angrily, "little uncle, where are you going?"

"Go out and buy something."

Huo Zhongxiao comfortingly kissed her forehead: "I'll be back soon. If you have anything, call me."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and loosened his shirt.