A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

Even though she had known Jin Beisan for so long, every time he teased her, she would always be mesmerized by him.

"Mm. Don\'t worry about me." Zhou Man nodded sensibly as if someone had turned him into a bewitching drug.

However, if one were to talk about this person, it would definitely be Jin Beiseng.

"Don\'t miss me too much, I\'ll be back the day after tomorrow." As Jin Beisheng spoke, his right hand had already grabbed the back of Zhou Manzhen\'s head.

Zhou Manzhen burst out in laughter, thinking, who could possibly have a husband like Jin Beisen? Her husband was on a business trip, which one wasn\'t for his wife to miss? It was only Jin Beisen who said you don\'t have to miss me too much.

Seeing her smile that was still wide open, Jin Beisan\'s face slightly changed, and asked with a puzzled look, "What is it? What are you laughing at? "

Zhou Manzhen curled her lips and replied in a fluid ma

er, "It\'s nothing. I just want to laugh. When are you leaving?"

"I\'ll go when I get you to the hospital." Jin Beiseng moved his hand and gently covered Zhou Manjing\'s soft, white face. He loved to pinch her face. It was soft, and his touch felt great.

Her red lips moved, and the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper. After giggling foolishly, she stretched out her slender arms and tightly wrapped them around Jin Beisan\'s neck, then carefully kissed him.

Zhou Manzhu only wanted to give a quick kiss to Jin Beisan, but Jin Beiseng refused to give up. He kissed deeper and deeper, just like a greedy hunter wanting to catch more prey.

After being coquettish with Jin Beishan for a while, Zhou Manzhen opened his eyes. He saw that people were passing by from time to time on both sides of the street. Zhou Manzhen\'s face immediately turned red.

What was she and Kim doing here in the middle of the day?

"Northson, there\'s someone outside." Zhou Manzhen reached out his hand to push Jin Beiseng away, and a red cloud appeared on both sides of his face.

"If there is someone, there is someone. You are my wife, who dares to say anything?" Jin Beisen licked his lips, looking unsatisfied.

"However, it is indeed not good to do this in broad daylight." Zhou Manzhen was about to refuse, but then he pushed Jin Beisheng away, and said in a soft tone.

Jin Beisen used both hands to hold her face, a doting expression could be seen in his deep eyes as he aimed a fierce kiss at her bright red lips.

After a long period of being in love, Zhou Manzhen\'s breathing was steady as he laid in Jin Beisen\'s arms. Outside the window, there was an endless stream of people passing by, and in a coffee shop on the street, there was suddenly a song called "Why not?", this relaxed and joyful rhythm made Zhou Manzhen recall all the little bits and pieces he had with Jin Beisen.

"There is no style in singing this song for you. It just means that I want to make you happy... "If I have to roll over and over for you, why not give up the world for you ??" Zhou Manquan followed the music, and she could not help but hum a tune. It had been a long time since she had felt so relaxed.

Jin Beisen looked at Zhou Manzhen lovingly, a smile was hidden in the corner of his eyes, he slowly said, "Why can\'t I give up the world for you?"

Zhou Weiqing abruptly raised his eyes and looked at him, his dazed gaze landing on his knife-sharp face. It was clearly a line for a song, but Jin Beisheng actually said it with a hint of infatuation.

"Then will you give up the world for me?" Zhou Manzhen pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly.

"Of course, for you, not to mention giving up this world, I wouldn\'t even mind betraying the entire world." Jin Beisen tilted his head slightly as he looked at the lazy cat like woman in front of him. His eyes fell on her bright red lips, and his heart throbbed again.

"Forcing." Zhou Manzhen was confused by Jin Beisheng\'s sweet words, but she still said with mixed feelings.

"I know you like it." Jin Beisheng\'s slender fingers hooked around Zhou Manzhen\'s chin, lifting her chin up slightly.

Jin BeiSen\'s eyes that were as deep as the sea of stars stared at Zhou Manzhen. Zhou Manzhen blushed and shyly avoided his gaze, "About that ??" You can drive me to the hospital, and you can go to Paris as soon as you can. "

Jin BeiSen shrugged, chuckled, and elegantly let go of Zhou Manzhen, but he smiled and said, "When I come back, you have to make it up to me."

"Hubby, have a safe trip."

The light blue curtain of the night was like a huge net. After Jin Beisheng left, Zhou Manzhen stood alone on the balcony, gazing at the sky with a blank and lifeless expression, his mind deep in thought.

Recently, I\'ve been really tired ??

A gust of autumn wind blew past, messing up Zhou Man\'s seaweed smooth hair. She tightened her cashmere shawl and bent over to pull at her knee-high boots. Then, she turned around and entered the ward.

Yang Yiming was in the ward, as well as a nurse and two nurses. From now on, Lantau would be in intensive care and would need a doctor to accompany him regardless of the time or place.

Zhou Manzhen was deeply grateful to Yang Yiming in his heart. Ever since Little Mo had been hospitalized, Yang Yiming had been diligently studying Little Mo\'s condition. Although there had been no results, Zhou Manzhen had never forgotten his intentions.

"Doctor Yang, you should go home tonight. Xiaoqi is pregnant right now and needs someone to accompany her." Zhou Manzhen sat down and said gently, she also came here like this, pregnant women were very sensitive when they were pregnant, she didn\'t want Jiang Jingqi to think too much into it.

"She knows I\'m here, so she won\'t think too much about it. Don\'t worry, it\'s already so late. If I go home, I\'ll only disturb her." Yang Yiming sat on the sofa with his hands in the pockets of his white coat and spoke in a calm tone.

Zhou Manzhen did not know what to say. Because Xiao Mo was sick, many people\'s lives were affected by them, but they had no complaints. Thinking of this, Zhou Manzhen\'s heart felt warm.

"Then... "Alright, it\'s been hard on you." Zhou Manzhen\'s eyes were downcast. Under her thick and long eyelashes, there was an unconcealable sense of guilt.

Seeing this, Yang Yiming smiled gently with squinted eyes, "Xiaochun, you don\'t have to feel guilty. In the past, you helped Xiaoqi and me so much, but now that you\'re tired, we should help you out. Because we are friends, there is no reason why."