CEO's Forced Love

His right wrist was pinched, and he was forced to turn back, lean forward and stick to his muscular chest. His tall and straight figure shrouded her under the light. Her heart throbbed and struggled: "speak when you speak. What hand do you use? If you really want to be dissatisfied, you first went to the drugstore next to the courtyard to buy a set."

Instead of letting go, he increased his strength, and his voice was slightly cold and paranoid: "why?"

"What? Why?" Ye Zhiqiu frowned impatiently.

No matter how she resisted and pinched, he stood still. Her deep eyes were locked on her face. She was upset, looked up, looked into his eyes, and the corners of her lips turned up: "why? At that time, my eyelids were shallow. Later, when I went to college, I thought I was so stupid that I almost missed this colorful world..."

The gravity of her wrist seemed to crush her bones.

Ye Zhiqiu's expression suddenly became surprised: "you didn't know what kind of person I was before. Can't you be serious? Men and women love each other and play casually. You should be serious and let go when you should let go. If everyone takes the game seriously, should I be responsible for all the men I used and lost?"

"Self willing *!"

"Who told you not to tell me when you left for so long, so it's understandable for me to empathize and don't fall in love."

Huo Zhongxiao stared at her, the veins on his forehead protruded, and his usual composure faded, leaving only anger.

Ye Zhiqiu pulled down the corner of her lips: "don't look at me like this. I don't know. I thought you were a big yellow flower girl who was playing with her feelings."

Before the words fell, the whole man was lying on the bed with a force of brute force.

Screamed and pressed in his throat. Ye Zhiqiu's knee hurt. When he remembered, his wrist was dragged again. His scalp hurt and turned over.

A dark shadow has been strongly covered.

The big hands with thick cocoons clasped her ankles, forcibly separated her white thighs, and put their hands against her sides.

The familiar and strong masculinity made her heart beat faster. Huo Zhongxiao bit his cheek tightly and looked at her with no expression. In this way, he looked down at her. The fundus of his eyes was surging and floating. He was restrained by him, but it seemed that it would break out at any time.

She succeeded in pissing off a gentle man.

Ye Zhiqiu's body was stiff and smiled angrily: "overlord, bow hard? Do you want to play another role-playing, little uncle?"

Huo Zhongxiao bit his teeth and four words jumped out of his thin lips: "I don't know shame."

"Well, didn't you know that long ago?"

Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his hand and pressed the metal buckle of his belt. His eyes deepened and stared at her for a moment.

Slender fingers slowly down and stick to that place.

Huo Zhongxiao's body shook slightly.

She didn't stop. She looked at his black eyes and rubbed them back and forth across his pants. The gradually hot temperature and hardness made her tremble. It was like one night many years ago, he closed his eyes and rested in the car. For a moment, she was naughty. She secretly put her hand into his shirt and rubbed his solid chest——

"Enough!"

He suddenly pulled her hand, opened his eyes, still locked her, but his voice was a lot harder.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't pester him. He lay quietly under him with a mocking smile on his lips: "look at you, it's still the same, serious and boring."

The air pressure around is low.

"The generation gap between us is too deep. You'd better go back to your room and sleep. People are old and toss too much. Be careful of premature aging." she turned her head and closed her eyes.

Huo Zhongxiao clenched his fists and looked at her. She was not afraid of boiling water. She had no place to vent her anger. She turned over to her and lay quietly.

Ye Zhiqiu heard the fine and even breathing next to him. He knew that he had never left. He closed his eyes, but didn't say anything to drive him away.

After all, I can't help but want to satisfy my greed at the bottom of my heart.

The window was heavily exposed at night. I don't know how long later, she opened her eyes, gently moved and set off to see the man lying next to her.

He closed his eyes, was quiet and really fell asleep.

He sat up, turned his head sideways, and stared at him quietly in the bright moonlight.

Before meeting him again, she didn't look at him carefully. Even if she irritated him, she seemed to escape and didn't dare to face his face.

In fact, Huo Zhongxiao's appearance can not be described as handsome.

She has seen Huo moting, his brother. With such a face, she can be said to be handsome.

As for Huo Zhongxiao, his facial features are very correct. He is as deep as a knife and axe and has a clear outline. Speaking, his eyes are the same as Huo moting's, but his eyes are deep and gentle. His eyebrows and eyes are deep accumulated by years. When sleeping, his lips are closed, and there are very light legal lines on his lips.

No matter what others think, in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, no one is more in line with his own aesthetics than this man.

I don't know how long she stared like this. She sighed silently, then lay back, closed her eyes and slept in fatigue.

After her breathing slowed down, the man beside her opened his eyes, looked at her back in the dark, and reached out to take her into his arms.