CEO's Forced Love

Huo Zhongxiao finished the phone call behind the safe passage door, and then pushed open the door of the ward. There was only Ye Zhiqiu left.

"The doctor is gone?"

Ye Zhiqiu leaned against the pillow, held the enamel cup filled with hot water, covered his hand, raised his eyes and looked at him: "they still have to make rounds. They've already left."

Huo Zhongxiao nodded and said he knew. He closed the door with his back hand.

"I have something to deal with later. It is estimated that the nurse will not come until 1 p.m. and I will buy you lunch. Should it be no problem to stay here alone?"

Seeing that he had made arrangements, ye Zhiqiu nodded and then looked up at him: "shall we go now?"

Huo Zhongxiao raised his hand and looked at the watch. It was a brown men's mechanical watch. It was calm and powerful. He looked at the lonely child in bed and paused. Then he said, "it's still early. It's not too late to leave at 10:30."

"Now it's 9:57!" Ye Zhiqiu immediately slid on her mobile phone and looked. There are 33 minutes left.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him sitting back in his chair and took the picture on the bedside table. It seemed that there was something interesting on it. She looked around her neck and pretended to inadvertently ask, "little uncle, is this where you used to serve?"

Huo Zhongxiao made a sound and did not look up to talk to her, but immersed in his own memories.

Ye Zhiqiu has also seen that photo several times. Except for a few * uniforms *, there are really no other explosive points.

Out of curiosity, she drilled out of the quilt and slowly leaned over to see if the picture had changed. Huo Zhongxiao sat very close to * and supported the edge of the bed with her hands. She knelt down and leaned out of her upper body for fear of hurting her lower abdomen wound. In the next moment, Huo Zhongxiao, with sharper facial features than ordinary people, noticed the difference and raised her head reflexively.

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Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect that he would suddenly look up. For a moment, he forgot to retract his forward leaning body. He just raised his eyes and foolishly opposed his four eyes.

The man's blue chin was almost against her nose. She had not touched it yet, but she felt that there were stubbles pricking the skin on her face. The breath between his nose sprayed on her smooth forehead with burning heat. His tight thin lips were about to kiss her eyelashes.

Ye Zhiqiu's ears are getting hotter and hotter, and his face is getting hotter and hotter. Then his whole body starts to get hot and dry, and his small heart beats faster in his chest.

When she was thinking about what to do, Huo Zhongxiao had retreated and opened the distance between them without trace.

"Want to see a picture?" he broke the awkward deadlock with four simple words.

Ye Zhiqiu answered casually. He didn't dare to aim at him and wanted to lie back in bed.

Because the action was too big and involved the abdominal wound, her face turned white and her legs softened: "ah!" the whole person fell to the floor.

The next second, her left arm was imprisoned by a force. Before she fell to the ground, people had been pulled back. Her mouth and nose were unique to men. She even felt the warm body temperature. Her jaw hit his strong shoulder, and her hands subconsciously grabbed his neck.

The wrinkle sound of the friction of clothes and cloth sounded slightly in her ear, accompanied by his low voice: "is there anything?"

Considering her wound, Huo Zhongxiao's other hand held her back waist. Perhaps this action was too troublesome. Across the thin shirt, she clearly felt the tension of his arm muscles. After a moment of tension, ye Zhiqiu slowly loosened his fingers by his collar.

"OK... It doesn't seem... It's all right." she suddenly stuttered.

Xie Zhiqiu was slightly partial, and his nose touched his shirt collar. There was no Cologne smell. He only smelt the delicate fragrance of the washing powder, wrapped in the warm breath of his body and wrapped it around her, so that she could not help but yearn for such tranquility and greedily wanted to hold it like this all the time.

When she found him moving, she suddenly moaned in pain and showed her teeth: "it's pulling my wound. It hurts so much. Don't move..."

Huo Zhongxiao really didn't pull her apart.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at her wrinkled little face, and said in a deliberative tone, "I'll take you to bed, and then call the doctor. You can bear it."

The door of the ward was suddenly kicked open, accompanied by the voice of a mother gun: "xiaoqiuqiu, are you surprised? The first beautiful child in the universe / year came to see you!"

Ye Zhiqiu's temple jumped twice.

"Your friend is coming." Huo Zhongxiao reminded her in her ear. She seemed to hear a faint sigh.

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and looked at the door. The visitor was really Qin Shisheng. His hair was dyed silver white. His tight trousers wrapped his legs. His red Chinese English windbreaker and tightened belt lined his good waistline. His other foot was still in the corridor. He looked at the two people in the ward in confusion. He seemed to be hesitating whether to go out or come in.

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Qin Shisheng peeled an apple wholeheartedly and presented it to him. Ye Zhiqiu stared at him: "who eats apples immediately after surgery? It's really annoying."

"You have no conscience, I came all the way to see you, and you are cruel to me!" he stretched out his hand and nodded her forehead.

Ye Zhiqiu lay down Yanyan. Huo Zhongxiao touched her head before leaving and treated her as a little fart child. She grunted with dissatisfaction. Qin Shisheng bit an apple and said vaguely: "my little uncle still exudes a strong straight male atmosphere, but I found that he is still full of strong hostility to me."