Stuck In His Heart

Hearing Consuela's constant complaint, Richie didn't feel relieved, but looked at her in confusion.

He seemed to care about an idiot.

His words made Consuela's face ice cold. She snapped, "you think you're doing the right thing, and I'm just being unreasonable?"

Getting out of the man's arms, she looked up at the deep dark eyes of the man. She was not confident, but she held on to not let herself lose the momentum.

The corner of her mouth rose slightly, and her dimples were partly hidden and partly visible. She was portraying her expression at the moment, as if she was just joking with someone.

"How can you believe me?" Richie had thought that they had reached an agreement. He raised his eyebrows, but the look in his eyes was soft.

With a grim face, she walked past him and proceeded to her bedroom. "I'm not in the mood to read your words. And I don't want to argue with you. I'm going to bed now."

Even the sight of her back was perceived that she was in a bad mood.

The man laughed and walked toward the bed, with the woman in his arms. The woman suddenly screamed, but then she gritted her teeth and stopped talking as if she were in a rage.

As if he was amusing her, his body suddenly began to stagger a little. He leaned forward a little. Consuela, however, instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

So she heard the man's relentless sneer again, then her face immediately darkened immediately.

She believed that such a bad man would never treat her well not because of the baby. The reason why he teased her now was that he didn't want to hurt the baby.

In this way, it would not make her pass out because of anger, and it would not have any impact on the baby. What was more, he was doing this as a revenge at ease.

there was a conspiracy theory writer living in her head. Consuela found that

sudden, a shadow flitted over her head. The man sat down

eyes and sleep. No matter what kinds of monsters he was, she could fight one group by herself in her dream.

to have a good time. He got closer to her with a smile. As she was about to make one more move, he didn't

boil frogs in warm water, watching her comfortable,

didn't stop moving until she touched the edge of the bed. As she

closed her eyes and decided to wait for him to laugh at her. But she was unable to hear anything after a long time. She could only hear the sound of his rhythmic breathing.

lips, cool with a bit of mint fragrance. The woman's eyes widened in horror. She wanted to move back,

move at all. She quickly moved up,

no distance between them. As she moved, her head

eyes and looked at her with a slight smile, as if mocking her why she was so hungry

was flustered and could only look

very light, but it was very clear

lowered her head to stare at the man's short hair. Her lips twitched, wanting to

but be more decisive to treat him. However, she could not learn to do

different personality. In her eyes, he was as strong as an Ultraman in the TV, who wouldn't be

asked in a soft voice that she had never expected, "what are you thinking

blushed with shyness and embarrassment. Fortunately, she was now so tall that she could only see the

didn't talk to him face to face, but she had

was that scary to Consuela. She couldn't help sweating every time

servility that could not be changed in a short time

to please my angry wife, but I can't find any ideas." The man

balcony. The door hadn't been closed yet, and the