CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu walked out of the room. Her clothes were folded neatly and put on the sofa. She couldn't help thinking of the tofu quilt in the army. Looking around, she didn't see anyone. Instead, a slight noise suddenly came from the kitchen.

Ye Zhiqiu walked over bored.

Huo Zhongxiao is much taller than her. Her shirt is several yards larger than her own clothes. Ye Zhiqiu rolls up her cuffs and reveals her white arms. Her legs are thin and straight, covered by the hem of her shirt. The buttons on the collar are not fastened, and her long hair is randomly pulled to one side. It's very noticeable where she stops.

The man who was cooking turned his head when he heard the news. When he saw her dress, he was stunned. Then he asked, "are you awake?"

"Well." Ye Zhiqiu looked inside and felt a little uncomfortable: "what do you have for lunch?"

"Braised eggplant and sweet and sour ribs."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, then turned and shook out of the kitchen.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, ye Zhiqiu looked at herself. Her face was like a peach blossom. She knew that she gave in again because of her unstable heart.

After lunch, Huo Zhongxiao took her home. On the way, ye Zhiqiu received a call from Xiao Yi.

Ye Zhiqiu took out her mobile phone from her bag and the word "Xiao Yi" on the screen jumped into her sight.

She exchanged the number with Xiao Yi at dinner last night.

Huo Zhongxiao drove with the steering wheel, looked at the road conditions and asked her aloud, "why don't you answer?"

"It's advertising. It's OK to answer it." Ye Zhiqiu pressed the hang up button without trace, and she put her mobile phone back.

Having said that, the hand muted the mobile phone in the bag.

In fact, Xiao Yi called her last night. At that time, she allowed her mobile phone to vibrate. Later, she received a text message that Xiao Yi cared about, but she ignored it. Now she cut off his phone... Ye Zhiqiu thought, Xiao Yi should understand what she meant. If she really broke the jar when Xiao Yi ordered last night, and wanted to try to communicate with him, now, She had completely given up the idea.

Whether six years ago or six years later, Xiao Yi is a very good object, but in Ye Zhiqiu's view, it can't arouse a little waves in her heart. Such a man should be matched with a pure woman, not himself.

Although she was only 26, ye Zhiqiu felt that her mood did not seem to match her age.

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The car stalled at the gate of the shopping mall, which is still some distance from the family home.

Ye Zhiqiu originally meant the same thing. She was afraid that if the car stopped too close, she would be seen to repeat the mistakes. Han Minjing taught her a heavy lesson. Unexpectedly, Huo Zhongxiao had already done so before he could speak.

Ye Zhiqiu remembered what she said when he hugged himself on the sofa last night.

——She should have seen you take me back that day.

Just thinking, Huo Zhongxiao had untied his seat belt. He turned his head and his eyes fell on her. His eyes were gentle: "get out of the car and I'll take you there."

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to say no, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

Around the family home is a relatively prosperous area in city B. There are not only shopping malls, but also a snack street. There are two university campuses nearby, so that there seem to be many pedestrians on the road at any time.

Ye Zhiqiu walked beside Huo Zhongxiao with her bag on her shoulder, intentionally or unintentionally falling behind.

After she woke up, they didn't say a word except for the necessary communication.

The ring is gone.

She didn't ask and he didn't mention it, as if he didn't put it on at all.

Compared with cold violence, such a relationship has more light warmth, which doesn't make people feel uncomfortable. It's like an ordinary morning after ordinary couples have been married for many years

At the crossroads, more and more people are waiting for the traffic lights.

The red light jumps to the green light. Ye Zhiqiu is going to follow people / flow through the zebra crossing. Her left hand hanging on her side is suddenly held.

It's Huo Zhongxiao's hand.

His attitude is calm and not strong. It seems that he is just a very casual action in order to take her across the road safely.

The palm of a man's hand is broad and dry, with a warm body temperature.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the crowd around her. There were also 18 / 9-year-old couples. The girl was holding her boyfriend's arm, but she didn't hold hands like this. The temperature on her face increased. Thinking of their age, she lost her previous thick skin. Out of instinct, she wanted to take back her hand. There was still a trace of embarrassment in her heart.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't let go, but clenched more tightly.

It was hot at noon in June.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at their clenched hands, but he didn't feel hot at all.

The temperature of the palm is so real that it overlaps with the feeling six years ago. It is careful, which is different from the consideration of his rough appearance.

She couldn't deny the little joy from the bottom of her heart. When she was led by a man with a very man temperament, her shirt and trousers wrapped around his strong body, rolled up cuffs, strong and slender forearms, and slightly thick fingers covered the back of her hands, she felt extremely safe.

Near the west gate of the family home——

Ye Zhiqiu stopped first. She said to Huo Zhongxiao, "go back. You may meet acquaintances in the past."

Standing on the quiet roadside, Huo Zhongxiao looked back at her bright facial features. His strength was heavy, and then he relaxed a little. He seemed to have something to say, but he didn't seem to know how to speak.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't urge him, but looked back at him with his black and white cat eyes.