Stuck In His Heart

Richie and Consuela arrived at the parking lot of the hotel. Consuela was carefully protected. She enjoyed being held in his arms all the way. When they got off the floor, they were always surrounded by onlookers.

By this time, she would always be a little bit shy. She directly buried her head in the man's chest and could clearly feel that his chest trembled with laughter.

Consuela resisted the urge to scratch marks on his face, but she didn't dare to do so.

As soon as they arrived at the parking lot, Tim got out of one car. The door was opened as soon as they arrived. Richie walked into the passenger seat with Consuela in his arms. He put down Consuela, then went to sit on the driver's seat.

He nodded to Tim and drove away.

"Why did you go to the mall?" Richie suddenly asked in a low voice.

Startled by his sudden voice, the woman who was about to close her eyes for a rest immediately opened her eyes.

She had exposed too much of her shock.

A dead silence of coldness pervaded in the car, as if two invisible big hands were taking the air and trying to suffocate her.

She rolled down the window and wanted to roll it up, but the window was already locked.

It seemed that only answering his questions would she be allowed to do anything else.

She turned her head and looked at him aggressively. There was a faint anger in her black-and-white eyes. "I said I wanted to relax because of the boredom, but you didn't believe me. Then you said what kind of reasonable request you wanted me to make up, so that you could rest assured?"

Everything was faking. She just wanted that man to trust her.

She thought this matter must have been turned over because of her ankle sprain, but she didn't expect to be forced to tell a lie at this time.

automatic navigation mode and didn't look into her eyes. His hand was still on the steering wheel, which was

as she imagined, she thought artists should have.

for you to tell the truth?" The driver told him that she had got out of a coffee

he would deprive her of her freedom. Therefore, both the driver and

matter how Consuela would threaten them,

Consuela didn't respond.

it was too difficult to tell the truth, but that she couldn't tell it. In this

be deaf and kept pressing the place where the window was opened with her eyes wide open. Richie was angry

she couldn't help opening the

Consuela's face relaxed a lot. "If you don't

was indeed a fancy?

The

not want

who was calmer. It was always the man who was called the cold faced king of hell who lost

and they started the car. Richie couldn't stand it anymore and said, "if you really feel bored, you can come to me anytime you

as a monkey? On the other hand, they didn't have a wedding. What was worse, they were

was just that there was a marriage certificate between them.

such a contract that would hurt a person's feelings that she had fallen in love with him step by step.

are." Asked Consuela,

is for the family and for the baby." When he came

man's beauty. She slightly moved

the man's lips disappeared. She scolded herself in the bottom

jerk. Out of inertia, Consuela leaned forward. If there was no safety belt fixed, she thought that it would not be long before the police would take chalk to draw a sample of her

turned around, intending to curse him to be a neurotic. However, as soon as she saw his gloomy eyes, she turned her head back, as if nothing had happened.