Stuck In His Heart

When Consuela woke up, she found that it was much darker than before. When she raised her hand, she was surprised to see a pink cuff on her sleeve. Immediately, she was no longer sleepy.

She reached out to turn on the light, only to find herself in a silk pink nightdress.

She bought it when she went shopping with Sheryl.

Usually, Emily and Nancy would not go to the second floor rashly. There was only one person who could help her change clothes.

At the thought of the man helping her change clothes, her face turned red as if a boiled shrimp.

'what a bastard!'.

Pinching the fat on her waist, she sighed. What was the charm of such a curvy figure?

The man in the kitchen was cooking, wearing a simple white gown without an apron. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Her face was as red as an apple. She walked down the stairs in a hurry as she was about to get to the kitchen. But her husband was so focused on his work that he didn't notice her.

The man was busy cooking in the kitchen. The noodles were made by himself.

She stepped into the dining room. Because of the point of view, she could just see Richie was busy with his work from the transparent small window of the kitchen.

She rested her chin on one hand, and her eyes followed the man's every movement. No matter from which point of view, the man seems to be the most handsome.

He had broad shoulders, slim waist and bottom, black short hair, black eyes and fair skin.

He did match his appearance.

"Babe, that's your father. He's a perfect man." Consuela said in a low voice as she started fetal education.

was only four months old, and it did

man intently, a

was so bad. But it was the way of love, which

also knew clearly that this was not a good sign. It could be controlled

A smile appeared on his face. Obviously, he was in a better mood than before.

this way

turned around, she happened to meet the man's cold eyes. The man had no time to withdraw his gaze. He looked very calm

had to

was just a

withdrew his gaze and looked down at the pot. His attitude was

at him, with a touch of loss in

which placed eggs and lettuce.

looks great." With her eyes green, Consuela

I was studying abroad,

about studying abroad. Now that she still remembered the story that Cassie told her, she didn't want to talk about it anymore

man to be as crazy as last time.

half of his face was in the light, and half in the darkness. He gently bit his thin lips and asked, "do

woman frowning. She seemed to think

on the edge of the bowl, but failed to take her mind back. He frowned and

will eat first." The man looked at

lowered his head, about to the noodles. Taken aback by this accident, Consuela snatched the chopsticks

didn't he wait for her

pot, it was so hot that she felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to spit it out, but

noodles with tears. It was so hot that her mouth was numb. She could not find out whether the noodles were delicious or not.

eyes were somewhat blame. "Do you really think that I have to fight for a bowl

head as if she was in the wrong. After that, that aftereffect of pain flooded into her head again, which made her feel