CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu came out of the elevator and really saw Huo Zhongxiao smoking at the door.

With his left hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in his right hand, his tall and straight back showed a bit of leisure.

Suddenly he wanted to scare him. Ye Zhiqiu walked towards him with light steps. When he was only a few steps away from him, Huo Zhongxiao seemed to notice and turned around.

His mouth held a very shallow smile: "what do you want to do?"

Ye Zhiqiu carried his claws in the air behind him, pursed his lower lip, and said faintly, "don't do anything."

"What are you going to eat in the evening?" Huo Zhongxiao pinched his cigarette and asked her.

This express hotel only provides breakfast, lunch and dinner have to be settled by the guests themselves.

Ye Zhiqiu swayed to the door and looked around. He couldn't find a decent restaurant. He smashed his mouth. It's really remote enough. He turned his head and said, "there's --"

The rest of the words choked in her throat, because she found that Huo Zhongxiao was looking down at herself.

The little face suddenly turned red.

Ye Zhiqiu first looked at her clothes. She wore a red hollow loose sweater and snake skin nine point leggings. She didn't wear them upside down. She looked up and asked, "what's wrong with me?"

Huo Zhongxiao had taken back his sight and said as if nothing had happened: "there's nothing wrong. Let's go."

"Then why are you staring at me?" Ye Zhiqiu followed.

Huo Zhongxiao stretched out his hand, directly grabbed her left wrist and led her on the sidewalk: "why so many problems."

His expression was faint, but ye Zhiqiu read an emotion called "sorry" from his words. She deliberately lengthened her voice: "Oh, you're peeking at me!"

Then he pretended to be ferocious and said, "Why are you peeking at me?"

Huo Zhongxiao squeezed her hand, looked at the front, and said slowly, "if you want to see it, you can see it. There's no reason."

Ye Zhiqiu was stabbed at the bottom of the center with a * * * on the back of his hand

Tang, the warmth of his palm, suddenly wanted to hide this occasionally cheeky but easily blushing man. He only belongs to himself. Every evening, like now, he can take his hand and pace in the sunset

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After walking for more than ten minutes, they saw an ordinary small restaurant on the side of the road. They were not picky and went straight in to order.

After dinner, without rushing back to the hotel, ye Zhiqiu pulled Huo Zhongxiao for a walk along the road.

There are great differences in local conditions and customs between the north and the south. Unlike all night in southern cities, many shops in the North close their doors early after dark. The zebra crossing at the intersection is not surrounded by people like riverside cities, but walking on such a road gives people a bit of peace of mind.

Walking, we came to a busy long street.

Ye Zhiqiu saw a pastry shop, a famous local time-honored brand. She took Huo Zhongxiao in.

A sweet and greasy smell of pastry came face-to-face.

Ye Zhiqiu immediately released Huo Zhongxiao's hand and ran over. He bent over and looked at the beautiful cakes through the glass of the display cabinet.

"Want to eat this?" Huo Zhongxiao was standing beside her.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, stared at the cake for a moment, and pointed on the glass with his hand: "this, this, this, and that."

She couldn't wait to open a package and twist a small piece into her mouth.

Huo Zhongxiao looked down at her: "how does it taste?"

"Not bad." Ye Zhiqiu twisted a small piece and handed it to his mouth: "try it."

"I don't eat sweets."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't force him. He ate the cake himself, then put his arm around him and made fun of the bowl of Tremella red jujube soup: "why did you eat it again last time?"

Huo Zhongxiao said, "it's acceptable to eat a little occasionally."

Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to retort, "I didn't give you much to eat just now." Yu Guangli glanced at the stall at the door of the nearby shop and was attracted by a yellow checkered scarf. She took it and touched it. It was soft and comfortable.

The boss was about to close the door. When he saw a guest, he didn't warmly welcome him. He just casually said, "the first wool can be surrounded if it's colder."

Ye Zhiqiu made two circles around his neck and asked Huo Zhongxiao, "is it nice?"

Her skin is very white. Her little face is more beautiful against the yellow. She has a kind of elegant temperament. Huo Zhongxiao stretched out his hand and lifted some messy hair for her.

Facing Ye Zhiqiu's expectant eyes, his eyes became gentle and nodded: "good looking."

She immediately smiled and turned to ask the boss the price. She didn't forget to bargain. She didn't buy it until the price was right.

The boss saw that she was beautiful and polite. When changing the money, he pointed to the row of men's scarves next to her: "do you want to buy one for your man?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked back. Huo Zhongxiao didn't come in. He stood outside the store and waited.

Holding his wallet in his hand, ye Zhiqiu lay on the counter and asked the boss, "what color do you think he looks good around?"

"Dark gray, this one is very suitable." the boss took a scarf.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the scarf and suddenly looked up and asked the boss, "can you knit this yourself?"

The boss nodded and pointed to the line next to her, saying that she could teach her weaving for free. Ye Zhiqiu was interested: "then I'll buy the line!"