Stuck In His Heart

Then she leaned back against the counter and began to stroke her belly, properly forcing her to look shy and satisfied.

Every time it came to the critical moment, her acting skill would erupt.

"He has done a lot for me, but I can't do anything for him. I've always been feeling guilty," with a smile, she continued, "That's why I want to cook for him."

Suddenly she raised her head and looked Nancy in the eye. With a seductive smile on her lips, she said, "He gave me a lot of tolerance and care, and I want to repay him a little bit of warmth."

His care and tolerance? She had never seen such things from the man.

Having been fooled by Consuela's words, Nancy didn't know what to say anymore. She thought that the couple were in a good relationship.

She frowned and didn't know how to retort. It was a good thing that Mrs. Consuela was kind to Mr. Richie, but Well, just let the young couple have their way.

"Okay, I'll help you then," Nancy suggested with a smile, relaxed.

She couldn't stop worrying about Mrs. Consuela if she really did it alone.

"Thank you, Nancy," Consuela said as she put the hair to her ears. Then she began to wash the vegetables.

It didn't take a long time to cook the vegetables, only four dishes and one soup. They weren’t very bumper, but they were put much effort.

Looking at the woman whose long hair was loosely coiled and who was seriously cooking, Nancy finally believed that Mrs. Consuela was really good at cooking.

The rumor that she wasn't a good cook mustn't be true.

The dinner was ready at seven o'clock in the evening. After she finished, Consuela went upstairs to take a shower. Although she turned on th lampblack machine, the smell of food still filled the air.

It must be fragrant, but not doting.

empty message box. She had to

the news. She felt sleepy when she heard the plain

sleep. Whenever

with a European style celling lamp shimmering with cold light, Richie stood

for several hours, and the tasks needed to

knock at the door. The man who was about to stand up frowned and asked

at the man's silent face. He didn't know who was going to do this

report all cooperative cases of

long series of sentences, Richie turned his

a cold light. He showed no expression on his face, while his body was exuding invisible

his hand, Tim swallowed his saliva silently. He could judge by his experience of acquaintances with Richie

the reason, he had to fast report it with

time for him to waste money on his salary. He had to continue working when his boss called him

for us, and she has also made Wang Group look forward to long-term cooperation." Tim

kind of reward Richie would give to gain this benefit

take care of the rest. Go to the dinner party with

went to the dinner with Richie, only to get two results. He drank half dead and

and his face became as green

contract, Richie left the dinner party in advance and let Tim clean up the mess. No matter

car sped on the busy street in front of the villa, but no one dared

like a dull cat

thinking now was the insignificant thing. It shouldn't have been such a little thing to

floor were still

his shoes, he walked into the living room. He thought over what

soap opera, not noticing that someone was approaching behind her until