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.

on the bed, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck

he asked curiously,

a fine stone sank into the bottom

seemed afraid that the prey would escape,

face darkened, "let me

more fierce. The woman's hands and feet directly wrapped around his body, like an

front of him, hoping that she could be a little conscious. It was obvious that after she fell asleep, the

her legs between his legs. The position was so ambiguous that the man could not control the desire. It

height, he could only see the woman's head, with thick tinted eyes and a sense of forbearance, and

to sleep. But something else made him heart

to see how she would compensate it

the quilt. He felt helpless in his

to guess how hoarse his

to add blocks to

morning, Consuela opened her eyes drowsily and turned around, wanting to

well last night, so he wrapped his arms around her and pulled

put it against her earlobe to blow his breath. Then he couldn't help but chuckled, "Good morning, my

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

look back at the man who was in a blue mood at the moment. "Good

voice was

up and went to

the man in wrinkled white shirt, and

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

breakfast, he requested a long kiss and left. Consuela, who was restless in her

corn poppy you told me last time has been planted in the