Stuck In His Heart

Time ticked by slowly. Consuela had just finished eating her noodles. She raised her head and looked at Richie who was staring at her with an evil smile. "Fall in love with me?"

Hearing the ridicule, Richie curved an eye motionlessly, and there was a flicker of dark light in his eyes, "I just want to remind you, don't forget to clean up the table and wash the dishes after you finish eating."

After saying that, he leaned over and wiped her mouth with a napkin. "Sometimes I really doubt that if you have been mistreated every day in the Xia Clan. You are so hungry."

Which implied that she ate things like a hungry ghost.

He withdrew his hand, turned around and walked away unhurriedly. Consuela widened her eyes in anger.

At last, she had to stand up and clean them up.

At night, Richie was working in his study since he finished eating noodles. His dark coat was thrown directly onto the big bed in the master bedroom.

Consuela shook her head and hung the coat up. Then she sat on a deck chair in the balcony, picked up a book and began to teach herself. She put the laptop which played the yoga video on the table.

When she felt sleepy, the book slipped from her hand, but the video was still playing. A long wind came, lifting up the woman's unbound long hair.

Her white pajamas set off her skin, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow over her eyes. She muttered her lips and didn't say anything.

After he finished his work, he went back to his room. He was surprised to see the empty room. He turned around and asked the servant where the woman had been.

The white clothes of that woman suddenly appeared from the corner of his eyes when he turned around. The book fell on the clean floor and formed a triangular rack.

The woman was not covered by any clothes and looked cool. Frowning, Richie walked close to the woman. He was about to say something, but he saw her sleeping comfortably.

He couldn't bear to wake up her from a beautiful dream. He picked up her book and turned off the light. Then he bent down and picked her up to the big bed.

"You are such an enemy of mine." Richie sighed helplessly.

was placed on the bed, she suddenly

eyebrows raised, he asked curiously, "Consuela, are you

of probing was like a fine stone sank into the bottom of the sea, and no one

tuck her in, but that person seemed afraid that the prey would escape, so she

darkened,

directly wrapped around his body, like an octopus with

to make any moves at all. He could only stare at the woman in front of him, hoping that she could be a little conscious. It was

up in his arms with her hands around his waist and her legs between his legs. The position was so ambiguous that the man could not control the desire. It seemed that there were 261 bones in his body all of

thick tinted eyes and a sense of forbearance, and finally he just let out a long sigh.

went to sleep. But something else made

would like to see how she would compensate it in the future.

raised his hand to cover her with the quilt. He felt helpless in his heart, but he could

have to guess how hoarse his

blocks to his

and turned around, wanting

well last night, so he wrapped his arms around

it against her earlobe to blow

as if he was deliberately teasing her. Consuela heaved a sigh of relief. Her face was rosy with shyness.

the man who was in

was snickering.

this, Richie stood up and

completely awake looked at the man in wrinkled white shirt, and

could he bear that he didn't take a shower for a whole night? It's... It's really

and left. Consuela, who was restless in her seat, pretended to be calm and continued eating.

in the backyard.