CEO's Forced Love

In the early morning, a loud bugle came faintly from the front of the military area command compound.

Ye Zhiqiu lifted the quilt on her head, got up, unkempt, got out of bed, overshoes, pulled the curtains and opened the window at one go.

Then - throw out the alarm clock on the head cabinet.

The bugle outside suddenly stopped.

She was still sleepy. She fell straight into bed, wrapped in a quilt and continued to sleep.

But in less than a minute, the bugle sounded again. She was so upset that she turned over and over. At this time, the door opened with a squeak.

A small head sneaked in, saw a ball rolling on the bed, pushed open the door and ran in.

"Qiuqiu, if you don't get up again, I'll burn the last two gongs."

Ye Zhiqiu sighed and turned his head. He saw the little girl lying at the head of the bed. The child was breathing, and the wet and warm breath was sprayed on her face. Zhiqiu also smelled a faint milk fragrance. His original impatience pressed down and sat up with some sand in his voice: "Why are you so early today?"

The little girl grinned, sat down by the bed and shook her legs: "I didn't have piano class this Saturday. My mother sent me here."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, leaned back and lay back.

"Qiuqiu, how about getting up?" the little girl's soft voice reached out to pick up the quilt and breathed in Ye Zhiqiu's ear: "I have a gift for you."

Ye Zhiqiu looked sideways at his six-year-old cousin. He was a little helpless, but he got out of bed.

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In the living room of the Ye family, a little girl lay on the carpet, her round fingers carefully built a model, and her big black eyes didn't blink.

Ye Zhiqiu washes and goes downstairs. What he sees is a small ass pouting high and facing the entrance of the stairs.

Lu Hanyan, the youngest daughter of her aunt, may be a middle-aged woman, especially loves this child.

Ye Zhiqiu last saw Lu Hanyan six years ago. At that time, she was discharged from the hospital and went to visit her aunt. Lu Hanyan was born less than a month ago. She would cry in her arms. This time, when she returned to city B, she saw this little girl. She was already growing to her waist. The bear would hold her legs and cry "Qiuqiu" sweetly.

It is reasonable to say that she left the Ye family for nearly six years, during which she did not contact the Ye family, and the child could not get close to herself.

But Lu Hanyan - the child always wandered around in front of her the week she came back.

"The little inside is exposed." Ye Zhiqiu poured a cup of boiled water in the restaurant, took it to the living room and gently reminded the child when he passed by.

The little girl heard the speech, whizzed up and covered the skirt behind her. Her small face turned red and her long eyelashes flashed like a shy flower.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help reaching out and ravaged her face: "Why are you so cute!"

Lu hanrou's white and tender face turned more red, then turned around, picked up the model on the carpet, handed it to Zhiqiu, flattered and looked forward to: "Qiuqiu, give it to you."

"Did you do it yourself?"

Ye Zhiqiu took over and looked at the delicate and lovely little house in the glass cover. He liked it in his heart.

Lu Hanyan sat down next to her. She was a little embarrassed and grabbed her two little hands: "I did my extracurricular activities yesterday, and I will do better in the future."

What a shy little guy!

Just as ye Zhiqiu was about to reach out and pinch the child's face, some past events flashed in her brain without any sign, so she jumped into the sea of her knowledge.

Once, that man, too, no matter how much she teased, always pursed his mouth and was serious, but his red ears revealed his shyness.

"Qiu Qiu?"

A small hand shook before her eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu collected his thoughts, looked at the model for a while, looked happy, and stood up: "no, it's so beautiful. I have to put it away."

Lu Hanyan hugged the box of the dress model and followed him step by step: "click the button next to it to play music."

They had just reached the entrance of the stairs when the door opened and a young woman came in.

Qi bangs, long hair tied horsetail, a pair of slender jade hands with nails, carrying a bag full of ingredients, and his facial features are somewhat similar to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu saw the visitor and stepped down. The other party also saw her. They looked at each other speechless, but their eyes were not friendly.

Lu Hanyan politely said to the woman at the door, "cousin Jingyu."

"Is Rouge coming?" Ye Jingyu showed a kind smile when she looked at Lu hanrou.

Lu Hanyan nodded and saw the supermarket shopping bag in Ye Jingyu's hand: "cousin Jingyu, why did you go out so early?"

Ye Jingyu pulled down the corners of her lips, and the rest of her eyes fell on Ye Zhiqiu: "we are not like some people. We have nothing to do all day except eating, drinking, sleeping."

Ye Zhiqiu ignored her sarcastic words and pulled off Lu Hanyan's sheep horn braid: "do you go upstairs?"

"Go!" Lu Hanyan answered loudly, for fear that ye Zhiqiu would fall down and hold her thigh hastily.

Ye Jingyu looked at her and suddenly blacked her face.

Ye Zhiqiu raised her head and looked at her, smiling. There was a little provocation between her eyebrows and eyes: "no way. She looks good. Unlike some people, she has sharp lips and monkey cheeks."

"You -" Ye Jing said angrily.

"What are you?"