Trapped with the CEO

Every time she went to dinners and parties, she always drank a lot of wine, calling the man's name loudly in Cao Xiaodao's ear.

For example, tonight.

After refusing the real estate boss Mr. Mattson's request to open the house, Cao Xiaodao helped the woman swinging around and threw her into the nanny car.

It was very close to the apartment that the company had prepared for her. Cao Xiaodao remembered that he hesitated for a while, and asked the driver to drive to her apartment.

When the car was parked downstairs, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Bo Yiyue got out of the car while being carried by Cao Xiaodao. Under a street light not far away, a man was leaning on the door of a black Aston Martin.

Slowly smoking cigarettes, the street lights were a bit dim, making Bo Yiyue seem to see the man she had just yelled in the car.

He shook his dizzy head vigorously, tugging at Cao Xiaodao's ears, "Pipidao, why am I dazzled at such a young age?"

Ten steps forward, Cao Xiaodao fixed his eyes and faced the man.

He lay nervously in Bo Yiyue's ear and reminded, "You are not mistaken, there are no flowers in your eyes, Bo Yiyue, that is your ex-husband."

The words of Cao Xiaodao made Bo Yiyue a little sober in an instant.

At this moment, she was also looking at her man, vomiting clouds and mist. Although she couldn't see the expression on his face, she was sure it was Shao Mian.

Shao Mian...

Bo Yiyue's heart trembled for ten seconds, only ten seconds, "Pipi knife, let's go, I want to sleep!"

Leaning back on Cao Xiaodao's shoulder, the woman drunkly ordered the man next to her.

Cao Xiaodao's heart twitched, and he secretly wondered what's the situation with these two people.

The pace at his feet did not stop, and he turned into the apartment building.

Cao Xiaodao only heard footsteps behind him, and within five seconds, the woman he was supporting fell into the man's arms.

The two entered the apartment without looking back, and Cao Xiaodao watched the scene blankly. Finally, I thought it was better not to be nosy, turned and left.

Apartment 13th Floor

The man put the drunk woman on the ground, and took her right hand and pressed it to the door.

After the fingerprint lock sensed her little finger, it dinged and opened.

The furnishings in the apartment are very simple. It is estimated that this is Bo Yiyue's temporary residence.

In the past few years in the United States, at first glance, it was not living here. He had to check another day to find out where she often lived.

There are three bedrooms, only one room is covered with bedding.

He lifted her up and put her on the bed in the middle bedroom.

The woman in her arms mumbled drunkenly, "Shao Mian? Why do I seem to see Shao Mian? I must have read it wrong. How could that **** come to me?" The man took off her red high heels. After falling, the woman rolled on the bed and couldn't open her eyes.

After one o'clock in the morning, she finally waited for her back.

Shao Mian took off his coat and hung it on a hanger beside him. Only then did he notice Bo Yiyue's black **** suspender skirt.

Shao Mian's eyes were deep because of the mess on the bed.

He missed her very much, but he was still not interested in a drunk.

The woman on the bed turned over again, half-opened her eyeliner eyes, looking at the figure dangling by the bed.

"Hey, can you not dangle in front of my eyes, I am dizzy." She grumbled with red lips in dissatisfaction. At this moment, her brain nerves were anesthetized by alcohol, and Bo Yiyue didn't know what she said.

However, Shao Mian just stood by the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, without shaking back and forth at all.

Unbuttoning the last shirt, Shao Mian sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the dizzy woman.

"Bo Yiyue..." He called her name in a magnetic voice, rubbing his big palm on her face.

When the woman heard someone calling her name, she immediately responded, "Shao Mian? Is Shao Mian you?"

Shao Mian looked at her in a dazed and very cute look, smiling at the corners of her mouth, but her face was blue with anger at the next moment.

"How could it be that **** Shao Mian? That scumbag must be sleeping with another woman at this moment. Forget it, I'll go to sleep!" The woman yawned and closed her eyes.

He only has images of **** and scumbags in her heart from beginning to end?

Forget it, for the sake of her being drunk, don't care about her so much.

The man kissed her red lips softly, ready to go to the bathroom.

But the next moment, his neck was actively climbed up by the woman's arms.

The woman opened her eyes again and looked at the man in front of her as if drunk or not. "I must be dreaming and saw Shao Mian again."

It’s not the first time to dream of Shao Mian. It seems that she has dreamed more when she slept today. She misses brother Shao Mian...

Bo Yiyue pulled Shao Mian's neck down and took the initiative to attach the man's thin lips.

The woman's lips and teeth smelled of white wine. If he guessed right, she drank a lot of whiskey tonight, and it was not less than 50 degrees.

Shao Mian's eyes were full of anger. Without him by his side, this little woman could be really presumptuous!

Punitively invading her red lips, the woman was in pain, and whispered to push him away.

"No, who is biting me, it hurts!"

Shao Mian didn't intend to touch Bo Yiyue, but the woman teased him again and again.

Don't blame him then! The man quickly took her apart and eaten her.

I haven't seen it for a long time, I miss it very much. The small bedroom is full of charm.

Four o'clock in the morning

Shao Mian, who was sleeping with a woman in her arms, was disturbed by the movement of the woman in her arms and woke up.

She kept rubbing against him in his arms, causing Shao Mian to breathe quickly.

However, the situation is a bit wrong!

Shao Mian turned on the bedside lamp, and the woman in her arms closed her eyes tightly. Her face was pale, with fine beads of sweat leaking out of her forehead. At this moment, the whole person was curled up and nestled in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Shao Mian sat up from the bed, his thin quilt slid down, revealing his strong chest.

The woman put her hands on her stomach, "It hurts, it hurts..."

The man immediately began to get anxious, half hugging her, holding her in his arms, "Where does it hurt?"

"...Belly." Bo Yiyue said in a daze. At this time, it’s great that the one you love can caring softly by your side...

Shao Mian didn't know Bo Yiyue's thoughts, and quickly got up from the bed and put clothes on the two people.

He lifted the woman sideways and left the apartment.

At this time, there was no one outside, so Shao Mian put her on the back seat of Aston Martin and galloped towards the hospital.

hospital

After hanging up in the emergency department, a male doctor with yellow hair and white skin stood outside the ward, communicating with Shao Mian Bo Yiyue's condition in English.

"The patient’s irregular diet and frequent alcohol consumption can cause gastritis. You need to pay attention to your diet and the frequency of drinking in the future, otherwise it will aggravate the condition.