My Bitter Love with Mr. CEO

"Don't put so much clutter in your head." Song Zixuan already felt that the woman around her was a little bit lost, and naturally guessed what she was thinking now.

Qiao Xue looks up at him, sometimes this man is really interested, as if can penetrate her heart.

"I may not be able to fall in love with you, but I will try to be a good husband, and you should not hold too much hope for me." This words from Song Zixuan mouth gently spit out, he accept Qiao Xue's existence, just fall in love with her, song Zixuan himself feel is the end of the world.

"Zixuan, I'm very happy that you think so. I'll wait for you as long as I can." She put her arms around him and leaned against him.

The sea breeze is blowing slowly, and the faint shadow behind is intertwined.

The sky sank a little bit, and gradually the stars came out. From time to time, the sound of waves beating on the shore came.

Two people quietly together, no one said, song Zixuan's mood listening to the sound of the waves, looking at the stars all over the sky surprisingly calm down.

"Well, let's go back." He stood up, Qiao Xue also followed up, just stepped on a small stone, almost fell down, fortunately song Zixuan held her in time.

"Can you not be so stupid?" Song Zixuan looks at the pig, looks at her, and takes her hand all the way to the hotel.

Qiao Xue knows that his face is certainly not good-looking now. In the dark, the corner of her mouth rises slightly, because he did not release her hand. His big palm is so warm. I really hope this road can be longer. If she goes out like this all the time, she also thinks it will be a very happy journey.

Back in the hotel has more than nine, Qiao Xue rubbed his neck, "Zixuan, I'll take a bath first." Today, I sweat a lot on the beach. I feel much more comfortable after taking a bath.

Not long after Qiao Xue entered the bathroom, the doorbell suddenly rang. Song Zixuan was stunned. "We didn't ask customer service. We didn't order these things."

"Mr. Song, this is Mrs. Zhou's order. I hope you have a good meal."

The waiter put down the red wine and steak, and a bunch of red roses. When he left, he was considerate enough to light up the candle.

He picked up the bottle of red wine to have a look, picked his eyebrows, mom is really good, this year's red wine she can find out, it seems that under the heavy.

Qiao Xue came out of the bathroom, startled, red wine steak and roses, it looks really romantic. Looking at Qiao Xue's eyes, song Zixuan quickly explained, "it's not me, it's mom."

"Oh." She went to pick up the bunch of red roses, smelled it with the fragrance of flowers, and was very moved. Just now, she received a message from her telling her that Huanhuan was very good and let her play at ease.

"What are you looking at? Since it's all arranged, it's a waste not to eat. " It happened that he was a little hungry. Song Zixuan didn't intend to waste the exquisite steak. He ate it, and it was very authentic. It seemed that it was delivered as soon as it was fried.

Qiao Xue sat down and sat opposite song Zixuan, picking up the knife and fork and cutting the steak gracefully.

In fact, she was not very hungry, but seeing song Zixuan eating so happily, she felt that her appetite suddenly came.

Song Zixuan poured a glass of red wine, handed a glass to Qiao Xue, "come on, cheers, don't waste the good wine that mom got."

The entrance is mellow, red wine with steak, the atmosphere is quiet and romantic.

After a good meal arranged by Zhou Hui, song Zixuan walks to the balcony and leans on the beach chair. He can't help but feel funny at the corner of his mouth. His mother is so kind-hearted. He looks back at some women who are at a loss and waves her hand to show her.

Qiao Xue's face is slightly red after drinking. She doesn't know whether she is red after drinking or nervous. Song Zixuan asks her to go there. Now, her face seems more red.

She sat down on the beach chair on the other side. Life is really beautiful on such a beautiful day.

Don't you usually talk a lot? Now how so quiet, song Zixuan side head looked at Qiao Xue, her eyes at the moment only staring at the stars in the sky, the stars are so good-looking?

Probably because of the wine, song Zixuan could only tell himself that he had to come back from the balcony and went directly into the bathroom. The cold water splashed directly on his head. What's the matter with him?

Song Zixuan went in, Qiao Xue covered his chest, heart is still very strong, she can't understand why she is so nervous when facing song Zixuan? Think about how bold she was before?

Song Zixuan came out of the bathroom half an hour later and turned over to the bed without going to see Qiao Xue.

Qiao Xue looked at the time, and it was less than eleven o'clock. If she was at home, most of her time would go to bed with Huan Huan.

This is the honeymoon suite. There is only one bed. She goes in with a complicated mood. The light in it has been turned off, leaving only a dim yellow bedside lamp. The sea breeze gently blows the landing window screen. She feels that there is something that touches her heart.

The bed is very big, but song Zixuan's posture also takes up most of the bed. She turns over and goes to bed gently, and doesn't dare to stick it.

Song Zixuan didn't fall asleep. He just closed his eyes. He knew it when Qiao Xue came in. She just didn't go to bed. It was better for her to come up and just lean on the side. Now he didn't understand. Didn't this woman like to stick to her? Are you going to regret it now? Just married, she wants to regret it?

On this thought, song Zixuan was angry. She was the one who had to marry him. He leaned over and said, "Qiao Xue, what do you mean? Are you going to share your bed with me? "

"Zixuan, I don't have one." She immediately turned around and quickly explained, and they turned sideways, face to face.

"Then why do you look like you want to guard against thieves?" He was puzzled by her reaction.

"I'm a little scared. I don't want to make you angry." She answered truthfully.

After listening to her words, song Zixuan took a breath. He couldn't help holding out his hand and pinching her nose. It was funny and helpless. "You know I'm not happy, so you want to marry me?"

"I like you." Qiao Xue touched the nose that he had pinched, and felt that she was really shameful. Also, she stuck to the door upside down. For song Zixuan, it must be worthless. What kind of women would take the initiative to stick to the door?

As early as falling in love with him, the price began to drop.

After hearing this, song Zixuan stretched out his hand and pulled her over. He suddenly kisses her and makes a little effort. Until he finally releases her, he sees that her lips are slightly red and swollen.

Qiao Xue didn't expect that song Zixuan would kiss him. He just felt that his soul was flying out of his body. He could only stare at him, and his head couldn't work.

Looking at her pitiful and delicate expression like a kitten, song Zixuan just feels hot under her body, and Qiao Xue's face turns red immediately.

In the past, she used to give him medicine. She got song Huan when he was drunk. She was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.

Song Zixuan breathed, "Qiao Xue, you are a goblin."