Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 126 The Transfer Period (1)

Consuela was relieved. This was the right way to open the door for the man during the cold war. She looked up at the topless man, her eyes shining slightly.

"I think..."

Richie deliberately against her. Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted, "You think you can do everything, but why do you have so many thoughts?"

Consuela, who was sitting on the bed, stared at this childish and terrible man and took a deep breath. "I had thought about it for a long time today when I went out. I don't think it's a good way to solve the problem now."

Richie raised his eyebrows and seemed to be interested. He walked to the sofa and sat down, pretending that he was listening carefully.

She thought about it for a long time. She just went out to have fun and still knew to come back.

When he looked down, no one could see his scornful expression on his delicate face.

"I know your family has always regarded me as..."She swallowed and said, "a production tool."

The woman said with a hypocritical smile on her face.

Richie raised his head and looked at her, his lips repressed into a thin line. Was this how she denied herself?

"In fact, I think that I have only the function of giving birth to children for your Ye Clan, so I want to discuss it with you now."

Consuela raised her head to look at the man who was sitting on the sofa. His face was emotionless as ever. As soon as she saw the man's sour face, her nose twitched.

"After I give birth to the baby, we will break up all relations."

She just wanted to run away from this place.

With his legs crossed and raised a slender leg, he asked coldly, "Are you really willing to part from your own baby?"

His dark eyes were staring at her coldly. He didn't exert any pressure on her, but his eyes were also flickering.

Pursing her lips, Consuela said helplessly, "If I wanted to leave, I wouldn't have brought the child with me. I know your Ye Clan don't want to let the child be living outside in a wild environment."

She knew very well that if the child was born, she would not be in a better position.

That man had too many ways to deal with her. Any of them could make her give up everything without making people feel pity for her.

Therefore, before the man spoke out his intention, she negotiated with him first to try to get some profit.

But the man who only covered his body with a bath towel suddenly laughed, squinting his slanted eyes, "why do you think I will agree to your request?"

As soon as he finished his words, he managed to bring back the woman's mind who was out of her mind.

The woman raised her head and said in a horrifying tone, "why didn't you say yes?"

The proposal was obviously good for him. She couldn't figure out why he refused it.

"Maybe it's because I don't like you." He stood up from the sofa and went to the bed. The dim moonlight ran out of the window. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The man's perfect body was curves by the light. Consuela turned her head away quickly to avoid staring at him.

No matter how beautiful he looked, he was nothing more than a hungry wolf in human skin. If she really fell in love with him, then she would be blamed for stupidity.

As he approached her, he said in a calm voice, "If you dare, look at me and say it again."

Consuela sat against the head of the bed and lowered her head, pretending to be dead. But when she saw his shaky white bath towel wrapped on his lower body, she really wanted to pull it.

Just then, Consuela realized that a bath towel had dropped from her body. She screamed as her lips felt cold.

Their tongues intertwined. She reached out and beat the man. There was no thought to let him go. She pounded him with all her strength, but did not move the man on her body at all.

When she was tired from the beating, she couldn't help suspecting once again that the man grew up in iron.

After kissing, Consuela's face turned pale because of the lack of oxygen, and her earlobes were stained red. While she gasped for air, the man's mocking voice came from above her head.

"Why haven't you made any progress since we practiced so many times?" His eyes were filled with disdain, as if he had taught her something, but she hadn't learned anything yet.

Consuela put her hand on her chest to steady her breath. Her heart was broken.

The atmosphere between them, which was unusually serious, and negotiation atmosphere, was all disturbed by this sudden kiss.

But the woman didn't want to give up this opportunity. When a person was in a bad mood, no matter what the other party was up to, he or she would probably be happy to do it.

She closed her eyes, turned to the other side, adjusted her fast breath and said, "don't shift your attention with me. Have you really been tempted by what I said just now?"

How could he not be moved? They started from the beginning, weren't they tied to this child? Now she chose to make a concession to leave this child. He should be happy in his heart if he saw her leaving in this way.

Richie sat beside her and put his hand on her slender waist. "Then dare you look at my eyes again?" he provoked

Consuela made no reply. She was not a fool. Richie had taken off his bath towel just now. She was not sure what she would see first when she opened her eyes.

The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she felt.

Richie looked at the woman with dissatisfaction. He kissed her cheek with a smile. "You are such a coward. If you leave me in the future, you will be bullied one day."

"……"

Consuela didn't respond. Wasn't he bullying her now? It would not much different from what he said in his mouth.

"Ha ha, you are right. I must be blessed by God in my previous life that I can only be bullied by you alone." The woman said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

'A shameless person! How could he be so shameless?' she thought that the man should walk away, or sneer and walk away.

However, much to her surprise, he tightened his grip on her waist. "The more you're upset, the happier I will be. You're so considerate. You know I'm in a bad mood, so you always coax me."

He buried his head in the shoulder of Consuela, head to the side and breath sprayed on her neck, making her itchy and indescribable.

However, when she was about to push him away, she felt his smooth chest. Instantly, she withdrew her hand immediately, as if she had just touched a fiery iron sheet.

Her face was changing from black to white. And it was difficult to stop for a while.

She had thought that this man was shameless, but she really didn't expect that the previous moves were just some small tricks.