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.

response from her. When she was placed on the bed, she suddenly wrapped her arms around

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

stone sank into the bottom of the sea, and no one responded.

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

darkened,

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

all. He could only stare at the woman in front of him, hoping that she could be a little conscious. It was obvious that after she

curled 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

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

and went to sleep. But something else made

see how she would compensate

the quilt. He felt helpless in his heart, but he

have to guess how hoarse his

heaven to add blocks to his life.

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

his arms around her and pulled her into his

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

as if he was deliberately teasing her. Consuela

didn't dare to look back at the man who

voice was

this, Richie stood up and went to

at the man in wrinkled white shirt,

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

left. Consuela, who was restless in her seat, pretended

me last time has been planted in the backyard.