Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 160 Photos Exposed (4)

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.

Richie opened the automatic navigation mode and didn't look into her eyes. His hand was still on the steering wheel, which was so slender and fair skinned that it was a pair of hands that many people wanted to hold.

Just as she imagined, she thought artists should have.

"Is it so difficult for you to tell the truth?" The driver told him that she had got out of a coffee shop and would go shopping with friends.

He had never said that he would deprive her of her freedom. Therefore, both the driver and the servants in the villa would do as she said, no matter where she would go.

However, no matter how Consuela would threaten them, they would report to Richie.

Pursing her lips, Consuela didn't respond.

It was not that it was too difficult to tell the truth, but that she couldn't tell it. In this man's eyes, she couldn't measure the truth.

So she pretended to be deaf and kept pressing the place where the window was opened with her eyes wide open. Richie was angry and wanted to laugh. This stubborn woman.

But she couldn't help opening the window.

A gust of chilly wind blew into the car. Consuela's face relaxed a lot. "If you don't believe me, you'll doubt all my words," she said with a smile.

This was indeed a fancy?

The car rushed into the street silently and stopped at a red light. The two people in the car were silent. The atmosphere was extremely cold.

As a result, both of them didn't know how to respond. Richie did not want to reply, while Consuela did not want to go on talking. They could only cooperate with each other not to speak, not to break the tacit silence.

The two competed to see who was calmer. It was always the man who was called the cold faced king of hell who lost when facing each other.

The traffic light turned green 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 want."

And then, being watched as a monkey? On the other hand, they didn't have a wedding. What was worse, they were trapped in an awkward situation.

It was just that there was a marriage certificate between them.

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

"To see what kind of workaholic you are." Asked Consuela, rolling her eyes at the man.

"Money is for the family and for the baby." When he came to himself, he smiled with his crimson lips curved.

Consuela wanted to say something, but she was totally enchanted by the man's beauty. She slightly moved her pink lips, her eyes flashing with a green light.

A moment later, she didn't come to her senses until the smile on the man's lips disappeared. She scolded herself in the bottom of her heart. Her being a lecher was true.

Just when she was about to sit properly, the car was pressed on the 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 body.

When she came to her senses, she 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.

But the man directly refused her escaping behavior. He raised his hand and turned her head around, with his head lowered and his lips printed.

The deep kiss slowly picked up the air in the car and at the same time, made her blush with shyness.

Her long, black eyelashes fluttered and ran over the man's smooth skin.

He closed his eyes, but she was so shocked that she didn't know how to cooperate. It seemed that his kissing skill was not impacted at all.

When she felt out of breath, there was a knock on the car door. Richie rolled his eyes impatiently. When he was about to continue, he heard a voice, "Young man, you're so bad tempered. Why didn't you let anyone remind you of illegal parking?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he came here to hand a punishment warrant. Richie was not in the mood to kiss anymore, but Consuela was amused by his childish behavior.

Richie, on the other hand, had a long face. He managed to hold back his fury.

If she laughed out wildly, she would definitely be peeled off by that man.

"Young man, would you please show me your driver's license?" Then the traffic police gave a critical strike.

Hearing these words, he took off the ticket and drove away. Even without checking, he could tell that there was an unusual smirk on her face.

The girl, who was trying to suppress her laughter, completely lost her self-control, asked, "If I put the boot in now, what kind of consequences will I face?" Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She wanted to know what he would do to her after she laughed, and then she would control her facial muscles.

However, she really wanted to have a good laugh.

"The consequence is serious. Even if you are pregnant, I can't save you..."

Just when he was about to scare her, he heard the woman next to him, covering her stomach with her hands. "I'm sorry. I really can't help it. What if you can kick me back when I'm down next time?"

So, before the man could answer, there was a woman's wild laughter in the car.