A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"You!" Zhou Manchun trembled and covered his chest with his hand.

"Zhou Manchun, you look like this. It's not like you're asking for help, it's like you're seducing." Jin Beisen sneers. The fragrance of the woman lingers on the tip of his nose. I don't know if I haven't touched the woman for a long time or if I am attracted by her. I can't control the palpitation.

At this time, the stairs suddenly heard a thumping footsteps, like someone suddenly ran up.

Jin Beisen was stunned for a moment. Then all the movements stopped abruptly. There was only Wang Ma and Xiao Mo in the villa. Without his permission, Wang Ma would not take the initiative to run up. The only possibility was Xiao mo.

Zhou Manchun also heard the footsteps and covered his chest with fear. Jin Beisen quickly lifted the quilt and covered Zhou Manchun. He went to the entrance of the room and waited for Jin Yumo.

Jin Yu Mo ran up and said anxiously, "Dad, my toy car is broken. Can you help me repair it?"

When Jin Beisen saw Jin Yu Mo's face aggrieved, he smiled and pinched his face. His stern expression also eased a little. "OK, Xiao Mo, you go down first, dad will come later."

"Well," Jin Yu Mo nodded and was about to go downstairs. Just turning around, when Jin Beisen was about to close the door, he held out his small hand and held on to the door. "Where's Mr. Zhou, dad? Is it in there? "

"Well, dad and teacher Zhou are talking about things. You go down first, darling." Jin Beisen touched his son's head gently and said patiently.

Jin Yumo was also cooperative. Although he was curious about why his father would stop him at the door, he was obedient and went on.

Jin Beisen watched him go down the stairs, and then he closed the door safely. It was dangerous. Just now, even the door was hidden. Fortunately, the villa was so spacious that the voice of the second floor could not be heard downstairs.

Zhou Manchun is ashamed to bury her head in the quilt. In the gray quilt cover, Jin Beisen's good smell is male. The familiar smell makes Zhou Manchun's nose sour. She hasn't smelled the smell for a long time.

Jin Beisen lifted the quilt without expression, and "grabbed" Zhou Manchun out of the quilt. She sat on the bed with some dull eyes and tightly clenched her lips.

"There are your clothes in the changing room. Change them." Jin Beisen put his hand on Zhou Manchun's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Words fall, take a step, hurried down the stairs.

Zhou Manchun picked up the skirt torn into two pieces by Jin Beisen and walked into the familiar dressing room.

Open the cupboard, there is a row of neat dresses in it. Zhou Manchun casually takes one out to see that it is the latest style of the season. Is he still preparing clothes for himself as before?

At a glance, Zhou Manchun's nose tip is sour again. She covers her mouth and squats down along the cabinet. She shivers and looks at everything familiar around her, like waking up from a big dream.

After changing the skirt, Zhou Manchun tidied herself up by chance. She was pale in the mirror

Zhou Manchun calmly clenched his fist, turned on the tap, took the cold water with his hand, and threw himself on his face to make her sober.

Down the stairs, Jin Beisen is playing with Jin Yumo in the living room. From this family, Jin Beisen's long lost laughter comes. Jin Yumo drives a toy car, and the smile on his face is like the warm sun hanging in the sky.

Zhou Manchun looked at the time on his watch. It's already 9:30. Today is not a weekend. Is president Jin Da not going to work?

"Cough..." Zhou man pure clear throat, elegant standing in the living room.

Jin Beisen raised his head, arranged his suit, smiled and said to Jin Yumo, "Xiaomo, you will practice piano later. Dad is going to work."

Jin Yumo kept holding the remote control in his hand. He couldn't care to talk to Jin Beisen. He didn't lift his head and stared at his remote-controlled car. He said perfunctorily, "well, OK."

Zhou Manchun smiled and crouched down. "Xiaomo, I'm leaving."

When Jin Yumo heard Zhou Manchun's voice, he raised his head and blinked twice. "Goodbye, Mr. Zhou."

"Goodbye." Zhou Manchun waved to him, a smile on his red lips.

Jin Beisen and Zhou Manchun walked out of the gate one by one. Zhou Manchun followed Jin Beisen, looking at his clean and fresh short hair, and suddenly thought of something.

"Is Xiaomo your son?" Zhou Manchun frowned and asked in a low voice.

Jin Beisen stood in the sun, with his back to the dazzling light, and turned around to block the sun in front of Zhou Manchun. "Yes."

He replied firmly, without even a trace of hesitation.

Zhou Manchun pretended to be an innocent man and smiled, "what about the mother of the child?"

Jin Beisen's burning eyes looked straight at Zhou Manchun, and a cruel expression flashed on his handsome face, "what? Does this have anything to do with you? "

"Ah..." Zhou Manchun smiled, "of course, it doesn't matter. I'm just asking."

"Since it doesn't matter, don't ask." Jin Beisen suddenly turned his back and walked to his sports car.

Zhou Manchun's disgruntled mouth is turned aside, and he quickly catches up with him. He clasps his arm. "Jin Beisen, the child's age is four years old, that is to say, this child was born three years ago. You just said that he is your child, which shows that you have been unfaithful in marriage. I'm sure to win this lawsuit!"

Jin Beisen stopped abruptly, sneering with some sarcasm. He still didn't look back, but said coolly: "Xiaochun, don't show your IQ, OK? I thought you'd be smart after three years. I didn't expect you to be as stupid as before. "

"Hum! Whatever you say, you betrayed me first. "

"So That's why you marry someone else? " Jin Beisen turns around and stops dangerously in front of Zhou Manchun.

Zhou Manchun raised his chin and smiled defiantly, "no, I married Yu Chen because I love him."

As soon as Jin Beisen's face changed, his sharp face became angry. Before Zhou Manchun could react, he drew her close to his car. Zhou Manchun exclaimed, "what are you doing?"

Jin Beisen locked the door, strode to the driver's seat, opened the door and quickly sat in.

Zhou Manchun is in the front passenger's seat and is about to get out of the car. He opens his teeth and paws to Jin Beisen. Jin Beisen slams her wrist and says, "Zhou Manchun, you'd better not force me."

"Bah, you rascal, even if you get my people, I will never get my heart." Zhou Manchun stares at his eyes and says angrily that he would like to swing his palm in the past.