CEO's Forced Love

Huo Zhongxiao held the steering wheel in both hands, but did not start the car. He looked at the ferris wheel rotating in the distance, flashing colorful dots. In his 29 years of life, he had never scolded anyone as an elder.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the silent man in front of him from the corner of his eye. He couldn't figure out his mind and was still trembling.

Maybe the next second, he decided to drive home and have a showdown with Grandpa

Huo Zhongxiao lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The window was half down. Ye Zhiqiu looked up and saw him spit layers of smoke out of the window.

The blue and white circle, from small to large, gradually dissipated in the night.

He didn't speak, but ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to keep silent. Before he made a decision, she said, "little uncle, I really know I was wrong."

Huo Zhongxiao didn't look back. He smoked and quietly looked at the girl with red eyes and red nose in the rearview mirror.

In the smoke, his deep eyes were like a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

"You've lied too many times. Can I still believe you?" he said.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart clicked and dared not look at him. His eyes stared at his slender fingers with cigarettes, and a drop of tears burst into tears.

With a slap, it landed on the gear and spread a spray.

Huo Zhongxiao opened his eyes and threw half a cigarette out of the window. He started the car and put down a sentence: "you can't go to such places in the future. Those third rate friends cut off contact. I don't want to see such a thing for the third time."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded hurriedly: "little uncle, I will never go in the future. I won't lie to you this time."

He raised his eyes and glanced at her solemn expression. He didn't seem to believe it very much. He only said, "you yourself, take care of yourself."

Just a few words, listening to Ye Zhiqiu's ears, are full of warnings.

For a moment, she even thought that he had seen that his words were made up?

With this thought, I dare not do it again.

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It was more than 11 p.m. when I returned to Han's house.

The car stalled at the door. Huo Zhongxiao put into gear and said to her, "go in."

"What about you, little uncle?" Ye Zhiqiu asked with concern.

Huo Zhongxiao turned back and saw the simple expression on her face and the concern of her eyes. It was not like fraud. He said, "I'll park my car and go in again."

Ye Zhiqiu made a noise, got out of the car, leaned down again before closing the door, rushed to him sitting in the car and said, "then I'll go first, little uncle."

"Yes."

She walked some way in, suddenly turned around and looked at the army green horse herder parked at the door.

The street lamp fell brightly on the windshield of the off-road vehicle.

Huo Zhongxiao sat in the car and lit another cigarette, but he didn't smoke. He didn't know what he was thinking. He stared at the steering wheel and closed his thin lips.

The dark light outlined his angular outline, and the bridge of the tall dragonfly's nose showed a man's unique hardness and coldness. The military green that ordinary people can't control is another kind of suitable to wear on him.

I don't know why, ye Zhiqiu vaguely felt that at the moment, the little uncle played up some kind of depressed loneliness.

She took out her key and opened the door. The family seemed to have a rest.

In the evening, ye Zhiqiu prevaricated Han Lao with the reason of meeting with primary school students.

She changed her shoes at the entrance. She crept upstairs. As soon as she reached the stairs, the corridor light was on. She looked up and saw Han Jingqiu.

Han Jingqiu is wearing a silk nightgown with a belt tied around her slim waist, which shows her exquisite figure. She holds her arms in both hands. It seems that she is waiting for someone.

Seeing ye Zhiqiu coming back, she frowned without trace, then turned and went straight back to her room.

Some loud door closing sounds came into his ears. Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the corners of his mouth and subconsciously thought of the beautiful woman sitting next to Huo Zhongxiao.

When her little uncle faced the beautiful woman, his eyes seemed to be soft.

Compared with the delicate Han Jingqiu, ye Zhiqiu likes the beautiful woman more, gentle and beautiful. The most important thing is to be considerate. No wonder he can turn such a man into a tender iron man. In addition, Han Jingqiu is still *

Thinking about Han Jingqiu's black face, ye Zhiqiu even suspected that Huo Zhongxiao might have gone with the beautiful woman tonight if he hadn't met her.