CEO's Forced Love

This was originally a very light and simple action. Ye Zhiqiu stared at the man's belt buckle, but his nose was sour because of the big hand on his head.

For many years, no one comforted himself like him.

"Do you hate me because I'm crazy? Do you think I'm terrible like them?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked up a little and looked at his clear face in the light.

"No one in the world is perfect. When disease comes to your body, what you should do is to fight optimistically. If you are afraid of it, let alone others around you."

Huo Zhongxiao took back his hand and put it into his trouser pocket. He was tall and straight: "in my opinion, there is nothing more terrible than will."

His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, not even a trace of curiosity, as if the situation like her could be seen everywhere in reality.

"Don't you really think I'm a little monster?" Ye Zhiqiu asked tentatively.

In Vancouver, eight out of ten nannies who have seen her smash things will take the initiative to resign. They may not be able to stand living under the same roof with a terrible creature.

Huo Zhongxiao pushed his sleeve a little, looked at his watch and said, "it's almost time. Go to bed."

She didn't give up: "you haven't answered me yet."

"Alas -"

Ye Zhiqiu heard him sigh, like the cotton wool falling on her heart, light and floating.

Huo Zhongxiao bent down and moved the regulator to slow down the speed of hanging water for her. Standing straight in front of her, he reached out and touched her head. This time, he seemed to mess up her hair on purpose: "the little monster goes to bed early and gets up early. Only when he is energetic can he beat Altman."

Ye Zhiqiu's face became hot again. When he covered the quilt, he refuted his words: "don't you know that the little monster really loves Altman?"

He was stunned and obviously didn't understand this novel statement.

Ye Zhiqiu proudly cocked up the corners of his lips. He knew that he must have never heard of it. He only knew that Stephen Chow's elderly

"Behind every Altman, there is a little monster who is beaten silently, just like behind no successful man, there is a woman who pays silently."

Huo Zhongxiao nodded solemnly and then said, "before you find your true love, the little monster still has to sleep first."

“……”

It's so old-fashioned and boring!

But she closed her eyes and slept for less than a minute. When she opened her eyes, she saw him who had just turned around: "uncle, are you ready to go home?"

Huo Zhongxiao looked back at the sound.

On her bony cat's eye, it was clear and full of dependence. He smiled as if to comfort her: "I'll stay here tonight."

"But here, there is only one * hey..." she muttered.

"I'll just sit in a chair."

With that, Huo Zhongxiao went to the bathroom.

Until his figure disappeared behind the door, ye Zhiqiu slowly took back his sight, turned to the chair, and sat down for another night. His muscles and bones were sore.

Huo Zhongxiao came out of the bathroom and found that ye Zhiqiu hadn't slept yet. He was wrapped in a quilt and only showed a small head.

Those bright eyes were staring at him without blinking.

"Why don't you sleep?" he drew two paper towels to wipe the water drops on his hands, but glanced at her.

"I can't sleep, little uncle. Let's talk for a while."

Huo Zhongxiao pulled the chair closer to the * bank. The one meter man lined the chair like a toy. He asked casually, "what do you want to talk about?"

"You can talk about anything."

Ye Zhiqiu's lips were close to the quilt and felt that such a night was very warm: "little uncle, who are there in your family?"

"Parents, brother, and a brother before."

"Your brother --" Ye Zhiqiu probably guessed what was going on.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't avoid it. Speaking of his dead brother, he looked calm: "there was a car accident, leaving his sister-in-law and niece to settle abroad."

After that, he urged her to rest.

"I've been talking for less than two minutes..." she said discontentedly.

Huo Zhongxiao took out his mobile phone and turned it into silent. He looked up at the protesting child and said, "if you don't sleep, the day will be bright. Close your eyes."

Ye Zhiqiu skimmed his lips and said, "what time is it now?"

She subconsciously touched her mobile phone under the pillow. As a result, it was empty. Suddenly she remembered that she had left her mobile phone in the bathroom of the original hospital.

Huo Zhongxiao has turned off the incandescent lamp and left only one desk lamp: "if you have something in the middle of the night, call me."

Ye Zhiqiu looked up and saw that Huo Zhongxiao took a book and put it on his leg. The expression on his face was quite focused.

She didn't bother him any more.

After about twenty minutes, ye Zhiqiu shouted to him, "little uncle!"

Huo Zhongxiao looked up and looked at her. She opened her very clear cat's eyes and said, "I seem to have lost my mobile phone."

"There's important information in it?"

"... that's not true."

Huo Zhongxiao lowered his head again and said, "I'll buy you another one tomorrow." it seems that he didn't care about this little thing.

When he read, she covered him with a quilt and looked at him quietly.

According to the aesthetics of Ye Zhiqiu's age, Huo Zhongxiao's appearance can't match the popular flower beautiful man. He doesn't have Bai Xi's skin color or evil eyebrows and eyes. His eyes are not big, but they are deep, charming, with a correct outline, face line, black and short hair and unsmiling facial expression.

It looks like a dull man

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes moved slightly and his sight fell on his right hand. His thumb and index finger twisted the corner of the book. When turning the page, he would clamp the corner with his index finger and middle finger. His slow action was the same as his sitting posture, showing a heavy and steady.

Huo Zhongxiao's body has an unspeakable masculine taste, which is not abrupt or sharp, but it shows sexy everywhere because of this taste.

I wonder if the bed in this hospital is too soft and the quilt is too warm. Sleepiness gradually strikes. Ye Zhiqiu's eyelids are heavy and falls asleep.