CEO's Forced Love

At dusk, the afterglow of the sunset fell on Huo Zhongxiao's shoulder. His smoky gray shirt fainted with a faint golden light: "it's not impossible to eat a little occasionally."

Ye Zhiqiu gave a shout and deliberately lengthened the ending. She took Huo Zhongxiao's arm again and bit her lower lip. She thought of a title in her heart and gave birth to a faint blush. When she was about to reach the door of the community, she broke out and opened her mouth in general: "Hey, I still don't know what to call you."

Huo Zhongxiao lowered his head and smiled at her awkward look: "what do you want to call me?"

"How do I know..." Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the man's shirt sleeve and curled his fingers because he was uncomfortable.

"It's also good to call a name."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't say a word. Obviously, this answer didn't agree with her.

After a while, she tried to call, "husband."

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu thought Huo Zhongxiao didn't hear it. He pressed his shyness, made up his mind, and gently shouted, "husband!"

Huo Zhongxiao didn't speak, but the strength of clasping her hand increased and clenched it firmly.

Such a silent response, warm and determined.

With his fingers tightly closed, ye Zhiqiu had a cherished feeling at the bottom of his heart.

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The dinner was cooked by Huo Zhongxiao.

Ye Zhiqiu sat cross legged on the sofa watching TV, stretched his neck to the kitchen from time to time, occasionally ran to supervise the work, and didn't forget the chef's advice or two.

"Hey, hey, don't cut the Pu Zi so thin. It will smell like seasoning."

Huo Zhongxiao pulls the right person to her. Ye Zhiqiu is suddenly pulled by such a pull and bumps her side into Liuli platform. As soon as it hurts, Huo Zhongxiao looks at her frightened look and feels inexplicable emotion. He bows his head and kisses her, hugs her slender waist and slightly opens his mouth to suck / suck her lips.

The wet kiss, like flying sand and stone, came too suddenly. Ye Zhiqiu trembled and clutched his palm involuntarily.

That feeling is like being in the cloud.

The warm bonding between lips made Ye Zhiqiu respond.

Before long, Huo Zhongxiao let her go. His dark eyes coagulated her and said, "it's too hot here. Go out. There's the last dish. I'll take it out when it's ready."

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't remember how he went out, and his brain is dizzy.

She raised her hand and touched her lips.

There is still residual temperature on it.

Is this a beautiful man's plan?

When ye Zhiqiu bit her lips and sat back on the sofa, she compared Huo Zhongxiao's facial features with the legendary "beautiful man" in her mind. There were no feminine facial lines, no clear and meaningful eyebrows and eyes, and no evil smile... But why did she eat his suit?

She suddenly thought of a word and asked what love is in the world. One thing falls to another.

Maybe it's true

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After dinner, they went downstairs for a walk. Such a lifestyle is like an old husband and wife who have been married for many years.

After taking a bath and going to bed, ye Zhiqiu fell asleep on Huo Zhongxiao's chest.

Sleeping, her hands began to restless. Like playing the piano, her five fingers gently touched the man's strong and tight abdominal muscles.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't stop her.

Ye Zhiqiu reached into his vest and stroked his chest muscles. Slowly, she touched his back and smelled the healthy man's body smell on him. She couldn't help but bow her head and peck his clavicle.

Huo Zhongxiao was kissed by her. He grabbed her little hand, kissed her forehead and said, "are there any plans for tomorrow?"

Ye Zhiqiu said no, looked up and asked him, "what's the matter?"

"......." Huo Zhongxiao hugged her arm tightly. "Let's go to the mountain tomorrow and give your mother incense."

That day, at the gate of Fengcheng hospital, Huo Zhongxiao said he would accompany her to sweep the grave. Ye Zhiqiu didn't rest assured. He didn't expect to take action so soon.

"In fact, I went there the day before my death."

"Then go again."

Then Huo Zhongxiao paused and said, "otherwise, you will always remember."

That morning, the phone Ye Zhiqiu accidentally pressed was connected. At that time, Huo Zhongxiao didn't ask much. She thought she didn't talk nonsense, but now listening to him, ye Zhiqiu changed her mind. I'm afraid she not only said it, but also heard a lot by Huo Zhongxiao.

This should also be the reason why he came to city B at the weekend.

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Early the next morning, they set off for the cemetery.

The cool wind blew in from the half down window. Ye Zhiqiu's hair was brushed disorderly. The green shadows on both sides of the road quickly regressed in her sight. She couldn't tell what her mood was. She was very calm, but mixed with a little miscellaneous flavor, because she didn't forget Han Minjing's view of Huo Zhongxiao when she was alive.

Passing by the florist, ye Zhiqiu went down to buy a bunch of white jasmine.

"This was her favorite flower before. I don't know if it has changed since then."

Huo Zhongxiao drove the car, stretched out one hand and held her hands on the bouquet.

Han Minjing's tombstone is still very clean.

Ye Zhiqiu put the bouquet in the last position. She stood in front of the monument and looked at the picture of Han Minjing.

Mom, now he's coming to see you... I was so afraid of you embarrassing him face to face. Now I don't have this worry. Maybe I think it's unfilial, but I really don't want to look at him because I'm subjected to unnecessary humiliation and criticism.

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Huo Zhongxiao squatted beside the tombstone. He lit a few incense sticks, looked up and looked at Han Minjing in the photo calmly. After a moment of silence, he inserted the incense on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Huo Zhongxiao's broad back, and a sour surge suddenly appeared at the tip of his heart.

Because of this relationship, maybe he is destined to bear some guilt.

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