CEO's Forced Love

The apartment in binjiangyuan still maintained the appearance when they left in the morning. It was a little chaotic, but it was also angry and no longer so dead.

When he opened the door and entered the room, ye Zhiqiu threw down a word 'wait for me' and ran into the master bedroom.

Huo Zhongxiao just put the car key on the tea table. As soon as he looked up, he saw her coming mysteriously with her schoolbag in her arms. He couldn't help smiling: "Why are you taking your schoolbag out?"

Ye Zhiqiu sat on the sofa, patted himself and said to him, "I have something for you."

She looked at him, her bright cat's eyes full of expectation and joy, as if she was the one who was about to receive the gift.

Huo Zhongxiao followed suit and sat down on the sofa: "what?"

Ye Zhiqiu bowed his head, zipped his schoolbag and took out his shirt: "I saw it when shopping with fan Tiantian that day. I think it should be very suitable for you."

When she said this, she seemed a little embarrassed and habitually scratched her ears.

"Try it. If the size is not suitable, you can change it -"

Huo Zhongxiao took over the shirt. It was of good quality and suitable for spring and autumn. He looked at her with interest: "did you pick it?"

"Well, don't you like it?"

Huo Zhongxiao didn't answer, but tried on his shirt directly in the living room.

Ye Zhiqiu looks at his back. Every man has his own color. She thinks the cold color is the most suitable for Huo Zhongxiao. Although it looks hard, if you taste it carefully, you will taste a unique masculinity.

She stood up, hugged Huo Zhongxiao's waist from the side, and couldn't help sighing: "it's still so beautiful."

"How is it used to be delicious?"

"Don't like this idiom? Change it, graceful? Or national beauty?"

Huo Zhongxiao chuckled, pulled down Ye Zhiqiu's arm and turned around: "don't you say you're tired? Don't you go to bed?"

"Halfway through, he hurried me -" Ye Zhiqiu stuck it on again: "you haven't told me whether you like it or not?"

"Yes."

"Well, what do you mean?"

"Very nice."

"Do you like it or not?"

Huo Zhongxiao had taken off his shirt. Seeing that she had been asking and asking, he stretched out his hand and pulled her over: "do you like shavings so much?"

"Don't you still like backward / forward?"

“……”

The argument was finally won by Ye Zhiqiu's lack of skin and face. Then he ran happily to sleep back.

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Lying in bed tossing and turning can't sleep.

Barefoot, he crept to the door and saw Huo Zhongxiao cleaning up the snack garbage littered by Lu Jinyan in the living room. Huo Zhongxiao noticed her eyes, turned around, saw her lying by the door and said, "go to bed and call you when you can eat."

Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his feet against each other: "what about you? What are you doing when I sleep?"

She actually wanted to ask, would you be bored if you were alone?

Huo Zhongxiao seemed to see her concerns. A smile floated in his eyes: "then you clean it and I'll go to bed?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was no one at the door of the bedroom. Then her delicate cry came from the room: "my mouth is dry. Pour me a glass of water ~"

There is only overnight water in the kitchen.

Huo Zhongxiao inserted half a kettle with an electric kettle. Five minutes later, the water boiled. He went to a cup to lie down for the second time. When he went in, he saw Ye Zhiqiu sitting on the bed.

She has fallen asleep.

Lie on your side with an air conditioner quilt between your legs.

Huo Zhongxiao put the water cup on the bedside table, moved very gently, and then stood by the bed looking at the sleeping face bathed in the sun.

I don't know how long he looked like this, he turned and closed the thick curtains.

Ye Zhiqiu woke up hungry.

The room was dark. She didn't know what time it was. When she wanted to get up, she found that there was still someone lying next to her.

Huo Zhongxiao hugged her from behind. Ye Zhiqiu could feel his gentle breathing. No matter whether he was sleeping or not this time, she didn't want to wake him up and closed her eyes again.

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It's more than three o'clock in the afternoon when I wake up again.

Huo Zhongxiao woke up earlier than her. When ye Zhiqiu washed his face in the bathroom, he had prepared all the meals.

After dinner, the sun had almost set.

Ye Zhiqiu wants to lie back in bed and play with her mobile phone, but Huo Zhongxiao drags her downstairs for a walk.

"Old people take a walk after dinner." Ye Zhiqiu said angrily.

Huo Zhongxiao held her hand. Hearing this, he tightened his hand and pressed the elevator button with the other hand: "then you should accompany the elderly to relieve their boredom."

When ye Zhiqiu heard his insipid self deprecation, the corners of his mouth grinned. When he walked out of the elevator, he subconsciously circled his arm.

Binjiangyuan is close to the river in city B, next to a river crossing bridge.

Along the way, there are many couples by the bridge, and a newlyweds are taking wedding photos. The photographer asks the newlyweds to pose there, and the assistant waits next to him with a reflector.

Ye Zhiqiu stopped and stood by to watch them take pictures. What he thought was what would happen if she and Huo Zhongxiao came to take pictures?

Huo Zhongxiao is more suitable for a straight military uniform than a black dress.

Back to the apartment, it was dark.

Ye Zhiqiu's mobile phone was shocked. A text message came in. She unlocked it. Ye Zhimin sent it to tell her that she had received people at home.

Bending his legs and sitting on the sofa, ye Zhiqiu is a little absent-minded.

Is Han Minjing really awake?

From ye Zhimin's words, ye Zhiqiu guessed that Han Minjing still didn't want to divorce, or she should let the Han family pick her up.

What can she do when she comes back to Ye's house?

Han Minjing forbeared and could deceive herself and others, because she was a serious Mrs. ye and Yan Lian was a shameless junior. Now, years can always make people forget something. Han Minjing has been out of the circle for more than ten years, how can she compare with Yan Lian's painstaking management these years?

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