A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

Zhou Manchun adjusted the water temperature well. She knew that Jin Beisen didn't like to drink too hot water. He liked to drink that kind of warm, somewhat cool water, just like his thin and cool character.

She first touched the edge of the cup with her finger, then took a sip of water gently. She felt that the water temperature was just right, so she went to give Jin Beisen water.

Jin Beisen's abdomen was covered with gauze. After the anesthetic, the wound actually hurt. After all, it was such a big mouth, but he didn't show it in front of Zhou Manchun at all. He pursed a soft arc around his mouth and said with a smile, "wife, how are you going to feed me?"

He deliberately looked at her with a bad smile, and his eyebrows and heart moved tenderly.

"What else can I do? You wait, I'll rock the bed for you. ' Zhou Manchun put down the water cup, and jumped to the bed, adjusted the appropriate height.

"How's your foot? Has the doctor seen it Jin Beisen looks at Zhou man's pure white ankle, and her eyes darken in an instant. This woman won't let her wear high-heeled shoes in the future.

In fact, high heels have many disadvantages. For example, if you wear them for a long time, your toes will deform and your spine will be affected.

"Don't worry. The doctor said it's OK. I'll take a week off." Zhou Manchun was happy, she said with a smile, sitting on the edge of Jin Beisen's bed.

"You are a fool." Jin Beisen's face turned black and his eyebrows suddenly locked.

"No, drink." Zhou Manchun glanced at Jin Beisen lightly and handed the water cup to him. He thought to himself, Jin Beisen is just suffering from abdominal injury and his hands are not disabled. Let him drink.

"What about the agreed feed?" Jin Beisen played a rogue, put his hands on the quilt, and didn't want to pick up Zhou Manchun's cup at all.

"Wait, I'll get the spoon." Zhou Manchun's right hand propped up the bedside cupboard and was ready to jump over there to get the spoon.

"Can't you sit down and have a good rest, you woman, who can jump around like a frog? Although I only hurt one foot, I'm upset to see you jump in front of me, and I'll sit down quickly. " Jin Beisen's brow sank suddenly, and his face fell three points.

Jin Beisen said she was a frog! Zhou Manchun almost died of anger. What's a bad metaphor? Why is it a frog? Zhou Manchun hates frogs the most!

Zhou Manchun puckered his lips displeased and snorted, "Oh, then I will not jump like a frog in front of you when I leave."

"Wait, you haven't fed me water yet." Jin Beisen tightly clasps Zhou Manchun's hand to prevent her from standing up and wandering around, so as not to fall again later.

"Your hands are not handicapped. Drink them by yourself." Zhou Manchun said with a bad smile.

Jin Beisen is holding his abdomen. He can kill a mosquito with his eyebrows locked. He pretends to be flirtatious there. "It hurts so much I don't know who it is to save. "

Zhou Manchun couldn't help crying and laughing. Suddenly, he reached out his hand and rubbed Jin Beisen's hair. "Don't be cute. It's useless to be cute. Say you're a frog."

"You seem to want to match me." Jin Beisen laughed. When he was excited, the wound almost opened. He just smiled twice and immediately showed his teeth.

"Well, stop laughing and wait for the wound to tear." Zhou Manchun frowned. She knew the pain of a big cut in her body.

"Well, I don't laugh, wife, I want to drink water." Jin Beisen's eyes narrowed gently and said slowly.

Zhou Manchun took a sip of water, bent down, and stuck his lips on Jin Beisen's thin lips. In this way, he handed the water to him. Jin Beisen drank the water contentedly and added, "I want more."

"No shame."

"Are you ashamed?"

"Of course I do."

"You're so cheeky. We're two. One is cheeky and the other is cheeky. It's a perfect match."

"Beisen sells melons and boasts." Zhou Manchun's face turned red in an instant with a knowing smile.

Jin Beisen stared at her cheek with some obsession, and the mood of doting flowed in her dark eyes. "My wife is so good, I can't boast."

Zhou Manchun smiled, and her beautiful red lips raised an upward arc. "Seriously, the wound hurts."

Jin Beisen shook his head, took Zhou Manchun's hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. "It really doesn't hurt. If this knife is on you, I will hurt even more. I'm all right with thick skin and thick flesh."

Looking back at the scene in the parking lot, Zhou Manchun is still a little worried. Only employees can enter JS International's underground garage, and Jin Beisen's car is parked in the exclusive high-rise parking space. How does that person mix in?

"Uncle Zou just called to say that the man is a recidivist and has been detained now."

Jin Beisen's dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and a word "Sichuan" appeared in his brow. Now, Zhou Manchun has come back to him. Those who don't like him or who don't like Zhou Manchun will definitely find a chance to start. Jin Beisen will never allow this kind of thing to happen for the second time. He paid the corresponding price for this negligence, which is also a long memory.

"Ah Then let him live in prison all his life. It's cheaper for him to be sentenced to death. "

Zhou Manchun took a drink of water from the cup and bent down. The red lips were pasted on the man's thin lips. Jin Beisen clasped Zhou Manchun's head with one hand, and his round Adam's knot moved up and down twice. His fingers crossed Zhou Manchun's small and exquisite earlobes gently, which made his breath heavier.

Dr. Chen said that she couldn't make love with Zhou Manchun for at least one month. Jin Beisen felt so sad. She had been away for three years before. Jin Beisen couldn't see it and couldn't touch it. She couldn't bear it. But now, Jin Beisen's heart is tickling.

Just when they were lingering and ambiguous, there was a very rhythmic knock on the door outside the ward. The soft female voice called out outside the door: "brother, are you in there?"

Zhou Manchun was so scared that she quickly bounced away, blushed and stood up. She was about to open the door for Jin Shuwen, but unexpectedly, Jin Shuwen had already entered.

In the air, four eyes are facing each other, and the fire is shining.

"Brother, I heard that you were stabbed. Are you ok?" Jin Shuwen, wearing a pair of light blue flat shoes and a casual dress, came in with a slight frown.

"It's OK. It's just a little skin injury." Jin Beisen smiled, his clear voice line was very pleasant.

Jin Shuwen that pair of beautiful eyes burst out of the sharp eyes, the line of sight straight sweep to Zhou Manchun, only to see her long hair a little messy Cape, the face also exudes a faint red halo, this look, like the two people just had an ambiguous.

"That's good. I'm scared to death."