CEO's Forced Love

Slender Beth's fingers gently slid over his crisp shirt collar and fingertips, intentionally or unintentionally touched his protruding Adam's apple, raised his eyelashes, winked like silk, and smiled like the beginning: "we must do it again. At that time, can you really stand sharing a pit with others?"

The wrist was imprisoned again. Too much strength made her frown, but it was instantly covered up by her smile.

"But little uncle," she said, pressing close to his strong chest and touching his ears with her red lips, like a poisonous beauty snake, "in recent years, I really haven't met a man who has lasted longer in bed than you. Otherwise, don't go today. I'll go to your house in the evening?"

Before the voice fell, the man had been thrown away.

Ye Zhiqiu was not angry. Different from her dark face, she sighed and disliked it: "since you can't afford to play, don't come to me in the future."

She heard the clucking of her knuckles.

Do you think she's shameless and want to hit her?

Maybe only this slap can they end this entanglement

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the pain in my cheek.

She heard his cold voice: "some things, you said the beginning, not the end."

With that, Huo Zhongxiao went straight away and passed by her without any nostalgia.

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head and looked at his tall and heroic figure. She opened the door and left. Her back was against the cold wall, her eyes were warm, and her nose was sour.

She knew that she was beginning to regret.

But who can blame her for all this? Ye Zhiqiu, you can't blame others. It's your own sin. You have to pay for it.

Ye Zhiqiu, 18, can be desperate for love.

Twenty year old Ye Zhiqiu has tasted the consequences of his recklessness.

Back in the bathroom, she stood in front of the washstand and looked at her daughter who was a little pale in the mirror. She bowed her head and threw a basin of cold water on her face.

In her heart, she kept telling herself that she had been like this all these years, and had been like this in the future. Only by paralyzing herself, could she not go crazy.

Two more women came in.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at them and took out a paper towel to wipe his hands. He just wanted to go. He heard them say, "I don't know where the child's parents are. How can I let the child come here alone? He's still a child in poor health. You didn't see it just now. That face is green and can't breathe..."

Suddenly, ye Zhiqiu's heart beat faster, vaguely giving birth to a bad hunch.

"The child should have asthma? But the parents at home are really, cold drinks and barbecues. Don't they want her to die?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know how she got out of the bathroom. Her mind was full of rouge. She hurried back to where they had just sat and saw full people. She squeezed in and shouted "rouge". When she saw Lu Hanyan, who was desperately stroked by the staff, her eyes were dark and her legs were a little soft.

Lu Hanyan's face was very bad, his forehead was sweating, his mouth was blue and purple, and his breathing was obviously short.

"Rouge." Ye Zhiqiu went over and took Lu hanrouge from the staff.

The staff told her that an ambulance had been called just now.

Ye Zhiqiu listened to the miscellaneous statements around him, and thought of his mother's death. He hurriedly cheered for the delirious child. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was, and almost cried.

The crowd was pushed aside and there was a moment of noise.

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head. Before looking at the past, a figure had squatted down in front of her, holding her hand with warm slender fingers.

Through the thin mist, she saw the man who took care of her children.

Huo Zhongxiao raised his head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu at the moment. He was missing his sword and crossbow. He was thin and thin. He was holding a child with asthma. His long chestnut curly hair was a little messy. His eyes and nose were red. He looked like a frightened rabbit and was staring at him.

"Give me the baby," he said.

Ye Zhiqiu seemed to become a string puppet. She did what he said. Seeing him get up with the child, she hurriedly followed him.

"The ambulance hasn't arrived yet. The people's hospital is not far from here. I'll take care of the children. You're responsible for driving."

Huo Zhongxiao put the child in the back seat and turned his head to see his little daughter clubbing at the door of the car. At this emergency moment, a smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes. Perhaps it is rare to see her so helpless these two days: "too scared to drive?"

"No..."

Ye Zhiqiu's voice was dry, looking at the man with deep and pressing facial features: "haven't you already --"

Did you go?

Three words lingered on the tip of her tongue without export.

"Let's get in the car first." he reached out and cut her hair. He got in the car first and held the child in his arms again as an emergency treatment measure.

Ye Zhiqiu was worried. He bit his lip and trotted around the driver's seat. He didn't even have time to fasten his seat belt and started the car.