A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

Chapter 575 You Really Want to be a Couple with Me Huh

Chouman adjusted the temperature of the water well, she knew that Jin Beiseng had never liked drinking water that was too hot, he liked drinking that kind of warm, somewhat cool water, just like his cold personality.

She touched the rim of her glass with her fingers, then took a sip of water, feeling that the temperature of the water was just right.

After all, it was such a big wound, but he didn't show it in front of Zhou Manzhen at all. The corner of his mouth curled up into a gentle smile, and he said with a smile, "Wife, how do you plan on feeding me?"

He smiled mischievously at her, and a touch of gentleness passed between his eyebrows.

"How else can we feed them?" Wait, I'll shake the bed for you. " Zhou Manzhen put down the cup of water and hopped to the back of the bed, adjusting the proper height.

"How's your foot? Has the doctor seen it? " Jin Beisen looked at Zhou Manzhen's pure white ankles, and the light in his eyes instantly dimmed. This woman, she won't be allowed to wear heels in the future.

High-heeled shoes actually have many disadvantages, such as the toe can deform after wearing for a long time, and the spine can be affected.

"Don't worry, the doctor said that it will be fine. Just rest for a week." She sat on the edge of Jin's bed and smiled.

"You are a fool." Jin Beisen's face darkened, and he suddenly frowned.

"Let's drink." Zhou Manzhen faintly glanced at Jin Beisheng, passing the cup to him, thinking to himself that Jin Beiseng was only injured in the stomach, and didn't have a handicapped hand, so he should drink by himself.

"What happened to feeding me?" Jin Beisan acted like a scoundrel, placing both his hands on the blanket without moving, not wanting to take the cup from Zhou Manzhen's hands.

"Wait, I'll go get the spoon." Zhou Manzhen had an idea. She used her right hand to support the bedside table and was about to jump over to get a spoon.

"Can't you sit down and rest, woman, jumping around like a frog? Although only one of my feet is injured, seeing you jump in front of me has a

oyed me. I need to quickly sit down. " The space between Jin Beisheng's eyebrows suddenly sunk, and his face became even more pale.

Jin Beisheng actually called her a frog! Zhou Manzhen was almost angered to death. What was not good to use as an analogy? Why was it a frog? Zhou Manzhen hated frogs the most!

Zhou Manzhen pouted her lips in displeasure and snorted coldly, "Oh, then I'm leaving. I won't be jumping around like a frog in front of you anymore."

"Wait, you haven't even fed me water yet." Jin Beisan held tightly on Zhou Manzhen's hand, not letting her stand up and sway around so she wouldn't fall down again.

"Your hand isn't disabled. Drink it yourself." Zhou Manzhu smiled mischievously and said without a shred of conscience.

Jin Beisen held his stomach, his brows were locked tightly together so that he could pinch a mosquito to death, and pretended to be sentimental, "Ah, it hurts ??" I wonder who it was that they did this to save. "

Zhou Manzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and caressed Jin Beisan's hair, "Don't act cute. It's useless to pretend to be cute. Hurry up and say that you're a frog."

"It seems like you really want to be paired with me." Jin Beisan burst into laughter. He was so excited that his wound almost split open. As soon as he laughed out twice, he immediately grimaced in pain.

"Alright, stop laughing. Your wounds will tear apart soon." Zhou Manzhen frowned. She knew the pain of having a large cut on her body.

"Well, I won't laugh, wife. I want some water." Jin Beisan's eyes slightly narrowed as he slowly said this.

Zhou Manshun drank a mouthful of water, leaned over, and placed his lips on Jin Beisen's lips, using this method to pass the water to him. Jin Beisen contentedly drank the water, and then said, "I want more."

"Shameless."

"Then do you have any shame?"

"Of course I do."

"You're really thick-ski

ed. Between the two of us, one is shameless and the other is thick-ski

ed. You're a perfect match."

"Northson sells melons, boasting and bragging." Zhou Manzhen gave a knowing smile and her face instantly turned red.

Jin Beisen stared at her face with a bit of infatuation, his ink-black eyes turned to one of love, "My wife is so good, why don't you let me praise his."

Zhou Manzhen smiled, her charming red lips curving up into a smile. "To be honest, the wound hurts."

Jin Beisen shook his head, held Zhou Manzhen's hand, and tightly squeezed it, "It really doesn't hurt. If this cut was on you, I would have hurt more, I'm fine with my skin and flesh."

Thinking back to the scene in the car park, Zhou Manzhu still had some lingering fear. JS International's underground parking garage was accessible only to employees, and Jin Beisheng's car was parked in the top floor's parking space, so how did that person sneak in?

"Uncle Zou just called to say that the person is a habitual offender and has been detained."

Right now, Zhou Manzhen had returned to his side. Those who normally did not like him, or those who did not, would definitely find a chance to make a move on him. Jin Beisheng would never allow this to happen again, and this time, he had been careless and paid a corresponding price.

"Heh ??" "Then I shall let him live in prison for the rest of his life. This kind of person, not only will he benefit from the death penalty, but also from it."

Zhou Manzhen picked up the cup and took another sip of water, bending over, with her red lips on the man's lips, Jin Beiseng held Zhou Manzhen's head with one hand, his smooth throat moving up and down twice, his fingers lightly caressed Zhou Manzhen's small and exquisite earlobe, and his breath also became heavier.

Doctor Chen said that she couldn't be intimate with Zhou Manzhen for at least a month, and Jin Beiseng really felt wronged. Before, she had been away for three years, and Jin Beiseng couldn't touch her, so he endured it.

Just as the two were flirting, there was a series of rhythmic knocks on the door. A soft female voice called out from outside, "Brother, are you in there?"

Zhou Manzhen was so frightened that he hastily jumped away and stood up with a red face. Just as he was about to open the door for Jin Zhuwen, she unexpectedly walked in.

In the air, their gazes met, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Brother, I heard you were stabbed. Are you alright?" Jin Zhuwen, wearing a pair of light blue flat shoes and a casual outfit, walked in with a slight frown.

"It's nothing, just a little superficial wound." Jin Beiseng smiled, his voice clear and melodious.

Jin Zhuwen's beautiful eyes shone with a sharp light as she swept her gaze over Zhou Manzhen. She saw that her long hair was a bit messy, and her face even had a faint blush. She looked very much like the two of them had just had an affair.

"That's great. You scared me to death."