A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

"I'll go to Paris in two days or so. You know what Jin Beisen holds Zhou Manchun's body with a big hand. Zhou Manchun is in a passive state. When Jin Beisen pulls her, her body can't help leaning over.

The two are very close at the moment, but there is a central armrest box between them. Zhou Manchun's body inclines to one side, and his heart is fluttering.

Zhou Manchun feels like a young girl at the moment. Although she and Jin Beisen have known each other for so long, every time he flirts with her, she is always fascinated by him.

"Well, don't worry about me." Zhou Manchun nodded his head wisely as if he had been shut down.

However, it must be Jin Beisen to talk about the person who infuses ecstasy.

"Don't miss me too much. I'll be back the day after tomorrow." When Jin Beisen spoke, his right hand had caught Zhou Manchun's back head.

Zhou Manchun chuckled and thought, "how can there be a husband like Jin Beisen?"? When my husband is on a business trip, Jin Beisen is the only one my wife wants to miss. He says you don't need to think about me too much.

Seeing that she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, Jin Beisen said with a slightly puzzled look: "what's the matter? What are you laughing at? "

Zhou Manchun curled his mouth and said, "nothing, I just want to laugh. When are you going?"

"I'll go after I get you to the hospital." Jin Beisen's hand moved and gently covered Zhou man's pure, smooth and white face. He liked to pinch her face most. It was soft and felt great.

Zhou Manchun takes the initiative to lean towards Jin Beisen, her red lips move, and the curve of the corners of her mouth is deeper and deeper. After a smirk, she stretches out her slender arm, tightly circles Jin Beisen's neck, and then carefully kisses him.

Zhou Manchun just wants to kiss Jin Beisen, but Jin Beisen refuses to give up. He kisses deeper and deeper, just like a greedy hunter wants to catch more prey.

After lingering with Jin Beisen for a while, Zhou Manchun opened his eyes and saw people walking along the street from time to time. Zhou Manchun's face immediately turned red.

In the daytime, what are she and Jin Beisen doing here?

"Beisen, there's someone out there." Zhou Manchun reached out and pushed Jin Beisen away. A red cloud appeared on both sides of his cheek.

"Someone is someone, you are my wife, who dares to say what?" Jin Beisen licked his lips with an unsatisfied face.

"But it's not good in broad daylight." Zhou Manchun wants to refuse to welcome Jin Beisen, saying softly.

Jin Beisen held her face in his hands, and a doting look appeared in his deep eyes. He aimed at her red lips, and he kissed her hard again.

After a long time of lingering, Zhou Manchun was lying in Jin Beisen's arms with a steady breath. Outside the window, there was a stream of people coming and going. In a coffee shop on the street, he suddenly played a song "why not?" the relaxed and happy rhythm made Zhou Manchun instantly think of all the little things with Jin Beisen.

"Sing this song for you, no style, it just means I want to give you happiness Toss and turn for you, why not give up the world for you... " Zhou Manchun hummed along with the music. She had not been so relaxed for a long time.

Jin Beisen looked at Zhou Manchun with his eyes closed. There was a smile in the corner of his eyes. He said slowly, "why not give up the world for you?"

Zhou Manchun raised his eyes sharply to him, and his eyes fell on his beautiful face like a knife. It was clearly a lyric, but Jin Beisen said a kind of spoony taste.

"Will you give up the world for me?" Zhou Manchun pursed her lips and smiled coyly.

"Of course, for you, don't say to give up the world, even if I betray the whole world at all." Jin Beisen slightly looked at the woman in front of her like a lazy cat. Her eyes fell on her bright red lips, and her heart was throbbing again.

"Affectation." Zhou Manchun is coaxed by Jin Beisen's sweet words to five fans and three ways, but she speaks with different hearts.

"I know you like it." Jin Beisen's slender finger belly hooks Zhou Manchun's chin, and raises her chin slightly with perfect jaw line.

Jin Beisen's eyes are as deep as stars. He stares at Zhou Manchun tightly. Zhou Manchun blushes and shyly avoids his eyes. "That You can drive me to the hospital, or you can go to Paris earlier. "

Jin Beisen shrugged and chuckled. He graciously let go of Zhou Manchun. However, he said, "when I come back, you should make up for me."

"Honey, it's a good trip."

The light blue night is like a huge net. After Jin Beisen left, Zhou Manchun stood alone on the balcony and looked at the sky with empty and dull eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Recently, I'm really tired

A gust of autumn wind blew Zhou Manchun's long hair as smooth as seaweed. She tightened her Cashmere Shawl tightly. The knee boots on her feet were wrinkled. She bent down and pulled, then turned around and entered the ward.

Yang Yiming is in the ward, with a nurse and two nurses. From now on, Jin Yumo has entered a state of intensive care, requiring a doctor to accompany him whenever and wherever he is.

Zhou Manchun is deeply grateful to Yang Yiming. After Xiaomo was hospitalized, Yang Yiming studied Xiaomo's condition with all his heart. Although there was no result, Zhou Manchun was unforgettable.

"Doctor Yang, come home at night. Xiaoqi is pregnant now. She needs company most." Zhou Manchun sat down and said softly that's how she came here. Pregnant women are very sensitive when they are pregnant. She doesn't want Jiang Jingqi to think too much.

"Little Qi knows I'm here. She won't think too much. You don't have to worry. Besides, it's so late. I'll only disturb her when I go home." Yang Yiming sat on the sofa with his hands in the pocket of his white coat and said calmly.

Zhou Manchun doesn't know what to say. Because Xiaomo is ill, many people's life rhythm is affected by them, but they have no complaints. When they think of it, Zhou Manchun's whole heart is warm.

"Then Well, it's hard for you. " Zhou Manchun's eyes are drooping. Under the thick and slender eyelashes, there is a hidden guilt.

Yang Yiming saw it, squinting his eyes and smiling softly, "you don't have to feel guilty, Xiaochun. Before, you helped me and Xiaoqi so much. Now, where are you sleepy? We should help, because it's a friend, so there's no reason."