CEO's Forced Love

It gets dark quickly in winter, but it's dark outside the car around five o'clock in the evening.

There is no highway from the sanatorium back to B city. It is close to the suburbs. It is sparsely populated and only traffic.

Ye Zhiqiu has earphones in her ears and occasionally plays with a plate of snakes swallowing eggs.

But the dull atmosphere in the car still made her uncomfortable. She looked up to the side of the window and wanted to see the night view outside the window. What caught her eyes was the man's well-defined side face.

The roadside lights flashed across his face, bright and dark.

When the car passes through a place without lights, the outline of the man reflected on the window is clearer.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at the toughened glass, his eyes stayed on the bridge of his nose, which was as high as a mountain, and then slowly moved down to his tight thin lips. His lips were angular, cold and deep. He was cool. In fact, he didn't look very good, but his facial features were very correct, and he had an unspeakable maturity.

At the age of 13, ye Zhiqiu began to contact romantic novels. In addition, sex education abroad is not as obscure as that in China, so she basically knows everything she should know.

Many foreign girls put safety covers in their schoolbags at the age of 12.

Ye Zhiqiu feels that even if he lacks practical experience, he is a beautiful girl with rich theories.

Yesterday at the funeral home, when she was close to Huo Zhongxiao, she found that he was in great shape. Later, she fell on him at night. Although she was across the quilt, she could feel his strong chest muscles, especially his big long legs

Sister Tang told her about Huo Zhongxiao's career. She once heard fan Tiantian say that this kind of is stronger and more lasting than ordinary men in bed.

But Han Jingqiu went off the rails. Isn't Huo Zhongxiao good at that?

Ye Zhiqiu took back his sight from the window. After sitting upright, he glanced at Huo Zhongxiao's belt buckle and continued to go down.

……

Huo Zhongxiao has done reconnaissance work. His senses are sharper than ordinary people. He won't fail to notice the two eyes that seem to fall on him.

It was not until his eyes became more and more unrestrained that he began to say, "sit down and don't block the mirror."

A man's voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Ye Zhiqiu returned to his senses, and then his face turned red. The whole person was sweating. He moved his ass on the seat, fanned his face with his little hand, and pretended to mutter casually: "little uncle, are you turning on the air conditioner? How can it be so hot suddenly? It's so hot."

The next window automatically lowered slowly, and the cold air seeped in from the crack of the window and brushed her red and hot cheek.

Ye Zhiqiu seemed to think of something. Suddenly he took out a box of medicine from his pocket and handed it over like a treasure: "little uncle, I bought cold medicine for you."

Huo Zhongxiao tilted his eyes and looked at the medicine box. It hasn't been opened yet.

"The doctor refused to sell me at first. I rubbed with her for a long time. Little uncle, do you have water in your car? Do you want to take one first?"

Ye Zhiqiu said, having unpacked the package.

Huo Zhongxiao's Adam's Apple moved, and his throat ached because of a cold: "you can't take medicine when driving."

"Then why don't I drive and you squint?"

Huo Zhongxiao heard her attentive words and glanced at her. She was burying her head and muttering about the manual. The cool wind blew in from the window, and a few strands of hair stuck to her lips. He put his eyes back to the dark road ahead: "it's not bad. Wait until you get home."

Huo Zhongxiao looked at the five fingers, but then moved his eyes. Without comfort, he took her to the horse shepherd.

"Little uncle, what about those people?" Ye Zhiqiu was not unhappy when he touched the cold board.

"These things will be handled by the police."

Open the rear door. Because of her height, Huo Zhongxiao had to bend down / put her into the car.

In the narrow space and dim light, they were close together. Ye Zhiqiu put his hand on his shoulder and smelled his masculine breath.

Mixed with a light salty taste

Before she knew what the smell was, Huo Zhongxiao had quit the car. He took off his coat and put it next to her. She looked up at him puzzled.

"Take off all the clothes stained with gasoline." he looked at her dark sweater and turned his back.

Ye Zhiqiu's ear was his low voice: "now there are no clothes to change on the car. Wear that coat first. Others, wait until you enter the city."

Because of the forest incident just now, at least Ye Zhiqiu's words from his little uncle at the moment.

Especially on serious issues related to their own lives.

Thinking that he might become a black charred corpse because of a spark, ye Zhiqiu immediately began to take off his sweater when Huo Zhongxiao closed the door.

Halfway through, she was alert again and glanced at the man outside the car.

Huo Zhongxiao turned his back to the SUV, and his position just blocked the window to avoid being peeped into the car.

Ye Zhiqiu also found that there was a large dark color in his dark green sweater at his left shoulder blade. Suddenly, she understood where the salty taste came from.

It's a bloody smell like rust