CEO's Forced Love

"Are you ready?"

When asking questions, ye Zhiqiu took a little joy on her face. With her dress, she was a pure, clean girl.

Huo Zhongxiao's deep black eyes looked at her quietly, and then said, "there's no big problem. You get in the car and start it."

Then he paused and his eyes fell on the coat she held tightly.

Seems to want to use what kind of words to get the clothes back.

"You wait first." Ye Zhiqiu ran to the car, bent over, took the tissue box and handed it to him with a smile: "wipe your hands clean and then put on your clothes."

Huo Zhongxiao looked at his hands. It was dark and greasy. It was a pungent mechanical smell.

"It won't wash off if it sticks to the clothes. It will be very troublesome." she kindly reminded nearby.

He took out two paper towels, noticed that she was relieved, pretended not to see, quietly withdrew his eyes, bowed his head and focused on wiping his hands.

Black oil sticks to your fingers and can't be cleaned at a time.

……

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't like to owe people, even if he is just a stranger to himself.

Looking at his dirty hands, the man was not badly dressed, and the car he drove was also a new BMW sports car. She should be waiting here. Now her hands are like this... She was inevitably embarrassed and discussed: "there is a convenience store next to the community where soap is sold. Do you want to buy one?"

"No," he said, in a faint tone.

Ye Zhiqiu sipped his lower lip. So far, he has said "no" for the third time, which is an embarrassment of "hot face and cold ass".

I didn't repair her car just because she was beautiful. I always peeked at her and thought she really didn't know?

She suddenly realized, pulled the corners of her lips, carefully looked at Huo Zhongxiao, and warily put her coat in front of her chest: "you don't want to go to my house to wash your hands?"

“……”

"The adults in my family are not here, and," she glanced at him, "I'm not over eighteen years old. It's bad to take a strange man home."

Just then, Huo Zhongxiao's mobile phone in his trouser pocket buzzed and vibrated. He took it out, looked at it and connected the phone.

Turned and walked a few steps to the side.

"Hello?" he said, his low voice with a masculine magnetism.

Han Jingqiu's soft voice with a crying voice came from the receiver: "Zhong Xiao, where are you? Hurry to my sister Jialai. I'm allergic and uncomfortable..."

"I'll be right there."

……

Ye Zhiqiu is stretching his neck to secretly look at him. When he turns around, he quickly looks away and pretends to be watching the scenery.

Huo Zhongxiao came over and said directly, "give me your coat."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, but he still handed back his clothes. He took the clothes, didn't wear them, and walked towards his sports car with long legs.

"Don't you wash your hands?" she called after him after two steps.

Without looking back, he opened the door, threw his coat in, then got on the bus, started the car, and went away.

That makes you angry?

Ye Zhiqiu returned to his car, twisted the car key and found that the car was really repaired.

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an hour later.

Xie Zhiqiu sat on cookies on the lazy family of Qin's house, eating the cookies made by Qin mother, and pulling the repair man make complaints about Qin Shi Sheng's Tucao.

"You don't know. Wo (I) won't take him home. He immediately turned his face and drove away."

"I said, can you swallow the biscuit before you speak!"

Qin Shisheng closed his eyes and reluctantly wiped away the cookie crumbs sprayed on his face. He wanted to stay away from the female scourge. As soon as his ass left the chair, his shoulder was pressed down again. The female scourge stared and the cookie crumbs splashed in his mouth: "I haven't finished yet. Do you know how to respect others?"

"Oh, you control yourself. If you go on like this, what will you do if you can't get married in the future?"

"Then I'll compromise and marry you." Ye Zhiqiu crossed her legs and put a biscuit in her mouth.

"No, I also want to live a long life. The scene of you holding a baseball bat and blocking your stepmother from entering the door was deeply imprinted in my mind." Qin Shisheng said, shaking all over his body, as if it was a terrible memory.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him with a calm face: "you have nothing to look for, haven't you? You deliberately poke my scar, haven't you?"

"How dare you, aunt." Qin Shisheng knew he was wrong and patted himself on the cheek: "slap yourself in the face?"

"Do you think I really want to marry you?"

Ye Zhiqiu snorted in disgust. Thinking of his lover in Canada, he looked at Qin Shisheng sweetly and raised his chin: "my family ah Yu is many times better than you don't know. I'm blind, so I put pearls. Don't want a smelly stone by the pit."

Qin Shisheng came over and gossip on his face: "the man named Yan Yu really promised to marry you in the future?"