CEO's Forced Love

The light is on in the bedroom. Ye Zhiqiu is lying on the bed. He is bored. His body is like being run over by a car. I can't say how painful it is, but his heart is empty. It's a strange feeling.

The weather turned cool in late October, and the mat on the bed had been removed.

Ye Zhiqiu was covered with an air-conditioning quilt. She suddenly felt hot again. Her thin white legs stretched out and her feet dangled along the edge of the bed.

Listening to the splashing sound from the bathroom, she rolled around on the bed, and there were several red marks on her back. Ye Zhiqiu looked sideways at the "strawberries" on her shoulder. She sipped her mouth, and then saw the trousers that Huo Zhongxiao had just put on the desk.

As for her clothes, they were as wet as Huo Zhongxiao's shirt and threw them on the floor of the bathroom.

He took the quilt and wrapped it around him. Ye Zhiqiu crept into bed, went to the desk, put his hand into his trouser pocket and touched it.

Sure enough, she touched a pack of cigarettes.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the door, then shook out a cigarette from the cigarette box, took the lighter, snapped and lit the fire, and then climbed back to bed.

Her waist was a little sour and she just lay on the pillow.

There is an ashtray on the bedside table. Ye Zhiqiu leans against the bedside. His elbows support the pillow. While his upper body is supported, it is thin and slid down. His slender neck is connected with his round shoulders. It is a beautiful and soft arc. His flaxen curly long hair falls down, forming a strong visual stimulation with his white and smooth back ridge.

Ye Zhiqiu took a puff with a cigarette in her right hand. The smell of nicotine immediately surrounded her. When she spit out the cigarette ring, she narrowed the cat's pupils.

The originally drowsy brain is also gradually waking up.

Although Ye Zhiqiu can smoke, she is not addicted to cigarettes, and her demand for cigarettes is dispensable.

At the moment, she lowered her head and slowly turned the cigarette in her hand.

This is a special cigarette in the army, which is much better than ordinary cigarettes sold outside.

Huo Zhongxiao came in after taking a shower and saw such a picture——

The girl was lying on the bed with a cigarette in her mouth, her legs folded and tilted, her officer's license in her hand, her head tilted and she was looking through it with interest.

……

Ye Zhiqiu noticed something and turned his head to see Huo Zhongxiao. Unexpectedly, he came out quietly and immediately pestled the cigarette into the ashtray.

"Finished washing?" she grinned, a little guilty.

Huo Zhongxiao came over. He picked up the cigarette end and frowned. In that way, he was like the director scolding the disobedient students: "smoke secretly again?"

Ye Zhiqiu bowed his head and muttered, "what's another word?"

"What does it look like for a girl to smoke?"

"Isn't that what you men said? A cigarette afterwards is better than a living immortal," Ye Zhiqiu said back. "I'll try it. I want to know if it's like this."

“……”

Huo Zhongxiao was always speechless about the girl's strange ideas.

He took the ashtray away and ordered her in a hard voice, "no more smoking in the future, do you hear me?"

"You don't smoke yourself -"

"I'm different from you. I'm a man!"

Ye Zhiqiu whispered softly with his small mouth: "I don't know which man told me to quit smoking? He doesn't mean what he says. They are all so adults. I don't know the truth that being strict with others first and being strict with others first."

Huo Zhongxiao: "

Looking down at the way she pouted and read, Huo Zhongxiao suddenly wanted to laugh, but before he laughed, he heard her say: "I also heard that men's smoking is easy to cause impotence."

“……”

Seeing that Huo Zhongxiao was silent, ye Zhiqiu looked up at him.

Afraid that Huo Zhongxiao was really angry, ye Zhiqiu immediately rubbed over and hugged his thin waist to please: "my little uncle has a good tool. How can he be impotent if he is so powerful?"

Huo Zhongxiao pinched her jaw and raised it: "who taught you these words?"

Then he loosened her chin and took the man into his arms. After a long time, Huo Zhongxiao said, "girls had better not say such words."

"Don't you like it?" Ye Zhiqiu leaned on his shoulder.

Huo Zhongxiao's bluish chin touched her forehead, but his voice became severe: "whether you like it or not, it's not something a girl should talk about."

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly sat up. Her long hair was pulled in front of her left body, revealing her right ear. Her little hand grabbed the quilt on her chest, and her bright cat pupil stared at the man leaning against the head of the bed without blinking.

Huo Zhongxiao noticed her gaze and raised his eyes to her slightly shy eyes. His eyes were as warm as jade: "what's the matter?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook her head. She suddenly wanted to see him.

“……”

Huo Zhongxiao was inexplicably moved by her. He raised his left hand, held her cheek like a treasure, and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips.

Ye Zhiqiu closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled.

Huo Zhongxiao bent his head and looked at her small face close at hand. It was as white as Ying. He couldn't help kissing her again.

At the moment when the four lips fit, his right hand reached her back, hugged her waist, leaned her against her solid chest, and his left hand slipped from her cheek. The man's thick hand went into the thin quilt. When the warm and dry palm caressed her delicate skin, ye Zhiqiu's body trembled uncontrollably.

The night is still long

At the moment when we really have each other, we clearly feel the beating of our two hearts.

Without any barrier contact, only the most primitive gallop is left.

"Uh huh... Uh huh... Zhong Xiao don't..." Ye Zhiqiu cried out low, and his fingers clung to the man's strong and broad shoulders.

In this plea for mercy, Huo Zhongxiao shot without warning.

I have heard many people call their names, but no one has ever given him this feeling, as if the name existed for her.

……

The next day, ye Zhiqiu was awakened by the doorbell.