Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 186 A True Talk After Getting Drunk (3)

In the middle of the sentence, the person seemed to have no courage to continue, looking up and drinking a glass of wine. He pressed his thin lips and his black eyes were dark.

He stood against the light. Tim was unable to see his expression at all, and wanted to know what he would say next, so he seduced Richie to continue.

"So what have you been for Consuela?" Tim opened his mouth in a low voice. He didn't let the man return to his mind. He wanted to let him say it in one breath in such an atmosphere.

In response, Richie picked up the glass of wine on the table and stuffed it into his mouth as if he stepped on a minefield. All he wanted now was to escape.

With the strong alcohol aroma, the liquid slid from the thin lips into the thin white shirt, drawing a rosy outline.

The rounded Adam's apple moved up and down along with his non-stop swallowing, giving off an indescribable charm, like the epiphyllum blossoming in the dark night.

Tim was no longer expecting his answer. Through his subconscious action of running away, Tim who had followed him for many years could know how much he resisted this question.

But he also forgot that now Richie was drunk and had no consciousness at all. He drank just because he thought he deserved it.

So when Tim didn't expect it, he opened his mouth and answered this question. He would never say anything to her when he was sober.

"As for Consuela, I have always... I have always felt guilty and fortunate. It feels good to be with her."

He could totally relax himself, and he didn't have to worry that this woman would play any tricks to hurt him. Because he knew that woman was very smart, but she always hid her thoughts in her eyes.

He could see what she was going to do next.

Consuela stayed in the same place and both of them

could be always asked

the man with a frown.

the man said nothing. He threw the empty glass to Tim and

wine glass hastily and put it on the table. Then he

is as resolute as

story to get close to this man who even was so drunk. Should he

thinking, the man stumbled to fall on the sofa. He looked up and unbuttoned his shirt,

his lips, he said, "I have been immersed

help of another

empty when he listened to the

you hold my glass? Never mind. If

with laughter. His lean chest with a not exaggerated

His delicate face contained his appearance that could make people

with the wine in his hand looked at him helplessly. He hurriedly put down the glass and

the sky now, gloomy and desert. The moon disappeared as the dark

but the smile did not melt into his eyes.

off the hidden emotions in his heart, but he couldn't find an excuse

the person sitting on the sofa complained that he served the wine too slowly, "If you can't be a

saying that, he yawned, looked discontented and

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