CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu raised her head when she heard the sound. She looked at him and wanted to ask him if he had been shot in Yunnan. Just as she was about to open her mouth, her stomach suddenly purred.

No matter how thick her skin is, it is inevitable that she will be embarrassed, and her white cheek skin flushes.

Huo Zhongxiao asked her, "didn't you eat at night?"

When ye Zhiqiu saw him smiling, there were shallow crow's feet in the corners of his eyes. Such fine lines gave him another mature and restrained charm, which was the experience left after years of tempering. Then she realized that he was no longer young. In his thirties, he has passed most of the time.

Such cognition made her chest tight for a while.

Huo Zhongxiao washed the foam on Xie Zhiqiu's body with a shower and wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her back to the living room.

Put her on the sofa, and he went for a hair dryer to blow her wet hair.

Ye Zhiqiu is a little tired. Now she is like a obedient rabbit. She is at the mercy of Huo Zhongxiao and doesn't hurt others. Huo Zhongxiao blows dry her wet hair. He takes a simple shower. When he comes out, he has changed his clothes. He takes the key on the table and is ready to go out to buy food.

Put on your shoes at the porch, Huo Zhongxiao asked her again: "if you're sleepy, go back to your room and sleep. I've changed the sheets."

Then he opened the door and went out.

He didn't seem at all worried that she would take the opportunity to slip away.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Huo Zhongxiao's back and didn't ask him to stay.

The security door slammed shut.

Before Huo Zhongxiao left, he turned on the TV, and the midnight theater broadcast ethics plays introduced from abroad.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the Internet set-top box and looked down at the bath towel, including the slippers she wore when she entered the house. These were not prepared by her six years ago.

The house was not always occupied, but she saw that someone had been cleaning it.

I remembered what sister Tang said to her——

In recent years, Huo Zhongxiao often goes to the Han family to see his grandfather.

Ye Zhiqiu held her knee and was distracted. She couldn't describe her current mood. She was not sad, but she was definitely not happy. The whole person seemed to be trapped in the fog jungle. She was at a loss that she couldn't find a way out.

Huo Zhongxiao's affectionate eyes and gentle movements are like iron marks on her heart, which can't be erased.

Overnight, it seemed that they had really returned to the time when they had not separated.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes look at TV. It's a Korean TV play.

A young woman came out of the supermarket and met a middle-aged woman, her former mother-in-law. She immediately respectfully shouted "Mom" to the other party, but she received the other party's cold eyes. The story is actually very simple. The daughter-in-law can't bear children and is abandoned by her husband who listens to her mother-in-law very much.

In the picture, the former mother-in-law asked the woman coldly and warned her not to pester her son. She didn't forget to show off that her son's new girlfriend was pregnant and would soon get married. Finally, she walked away with her bag like a winning hen.

At the end of a TV episode, there are five or six minutes of advertisements inserted / inserted.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at herself reflected on the TV screen, and the words of the middle-aged woman were still playing back in her ears——

"Women are born with the function of inheriting their families. If they can't have children, it's a crime in itself."

After sitting for a while, ye Zhiqiu moved his two white thin legs off the sofa and went to the bedroom barefoot.

The floor to ceiling window of the bedroom was open and the wind was blowing. The white sheets were replaced with dark blue. The messy things on the floor had been picked up and neatly placed on the bedside table.

Ye Zhiqiu went in. She sat down by the bed and took her cell phone.

In addition to the two missed calls, there was a text message sent by Ye Zhimin, with only one worried concern. The phone is silent? If you get home, send a message back to your sister-in-law.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at this message and couldn't press her finger. What would happen if her sister-in-law knew she was with Huo Zhongxiao again?

If they were together again, what would people around them think of Huo Zhongxiao?

She couldn't help asking herself——

Do you really want to see him fall into disrepute? Ye Zhiqiu

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Huo Zhongxiao turned the key and opened the door of the apartment. The first thing he saw was Ye Zhiqiu sitting cross legged watching TV.

She leaned against the sofa, her snow-white and smooth lotus root arm supported on the back of the sofa, her fingers shuttled between her long hair, and her right hand held the remote control. When she was bored, she changed the channel.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, ye Zhiqiu looked at the porch.

Huo Zhongxiao has worn his slippers. He is carrying a shopping bag from a convenience store. "Come and have something to eat."

Ye Zhiqiu put down the remote control and didn't wriggle. She got up and walked over.

At this time, stalls and the like had already closed. The convenience store sold fast food. Huo Zhongxiao put the bag on the table. He went into the kitchen and wanted to boil water again. He found that the electric kettle was still hot. Behind him came Ye Zhiqiu's voice: "the water has been boiling for a while. Press it again."

Huo Zhongxiao turned his head and saw only Ye Zhiqiu walking away.

He took back his sight and turned to the pot of water. A smile filled his mouth. It was very shallow, but it was enough to dilute the backlog of bad emotions.

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