Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 95

In a daze for a moment, they both looked away. Consuela poked the eggs in her bowl, and then the yolk of the fried egg came out and stained with soup juice.

When she started to eat, the man looked at her.

It was really strange that he, who had always been a neat freak, could hold it. It was almost inconceivable that he was having a meal with the woman.

However, since the woman was Consuela, he didn't have to refuse it.

He was suddenly amused by this idea. The corner of his mouth was raised into a lonely corner, and the pink at the end of his eyes was more obvious, and a faint light flashed in his charming eyes.

As soon as she swallowed the food and raised her head to look at him, she was stunned by the scene happening in front of her.

She suddenly forgot what she wanted to say. Unconsciously, she took out her phone from her nightdress pocket and opened the photo taking software with excitement.

She was about to take a photo of his smiling face.

His enchanting smile made Consuela's heart skip a beat.

The appetizing smell of the noodle soup couldn't resist the temptation of his prosperity face.

Consuela took her phone and stealthily selected a specific point of view and press the button under the desk.

Before she was able to titter, all her movements froze on the spot. Looking at the phone which hadn't been turned off, she put it in her pocket calmly.

"Do you mind if I take a few selfies?" Uttered Consuela with a grimace.

The most embarrassing thing was not that you would be found when you peeped at others, and you could shift your sight openly at that time, but when you were found to be photographed, you could check the mobile phone photo for a while. He-he, the evidence was certain.

A hint of cunning flashed through her eyes, but she also felt a little scared as she was discovered.

Was this a sneaky photo or a photo taken in public?

"Can you show me your phone? I want to learn how you took selfies under the table. It demanded forty-five degrees, right?" He stretched out his hand and asked her questions, looking like a studious man.

The corners of her mouth twitched.

"I prefer not to follow the routine." She sat up and put down her chopsticks.

Resting her forehead on her hand, she said in a pretended weak voice, "I'm a little tired all of a sudden. I'll go upstairs and have a rest first."

When she was about to go upstairs, she heard the sound of a chair push behind her. She immediately ran to the living room, "don't do that."

The man laughed arrogantly and said, "Why are you so guilty? Give me your phone and I'll forgive you."

Well, he wouldn't be so kind-hearted.

Consuela accepted sincerely for the thing that the sound hadn't been turned off.

Richie played the cat and mouse game with her, and deliberately made the woman play happily.

But when he saw the woman was about to jump over with one hand on the sofa, his face darkened uncontrollably. "Do you dare to jump?"

What was worse, she wanted to skip over the sofa.

No matter how wild this woman was before, now for the sake of her child, she had to restrain herself.

Startled by his exaggerated tone, Consuela couldn't help but lean against the sofa as she was unable to support herself anymore.

A few seconds later, the man's face appeared above her head. Before she could react, he had already leaned over her. Although he tried his best to not press her with one hand, she still felt uncomfortable.

Staring at his pretty face, Consuela curled her lips and asked, "Did you just scare me?"

'How evil he is! He said something so evil!' thought her.

"You guess." Richie lowered his head and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "Why don't you run away?"

His low voice and pampering tone were very low, as if he was deliberately mixed with her.

As a green hand in love, Consuela felt dizzy all of a sudden. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

This son of a bitch who loved to confuse her with beauty.

The man lowered his head and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose. The gentle laughter appeared pleasing to the ear, and his magnetic and clean voice was magnetic.

It met every girl's requirement.

Right then, Consuela's belly moved a little, making a light sound.

A strange feeling came to his mind. He lowered his head, looked at her belly, and asked in a confusing tone, "what happened?"

She had just finished eating, but her stomach started to swell again. Though the sound was subtle.

Embarrassed, Consuela blushed and went on, "The baby kicked me just now. It's really strange that there is fetal movement."

Seeing that she looked ashamed and indignant, Richie said, "It is truly a precocious and naughty child. It deserves to be a member of the Ye Clan."

He then added a few words to praise himself, which made Consuela furrow her eyebrows.

When the man finished his words, he stood up and asked with a smile, "Do we need to go to the bedroom to comfort it?"

Although the baby was only four months old, and the fetal movement would begin in the fifth month. It was better for her to stay with him and talk nonsense.

Not wanting to make any response, Consuela smiled awkwardly. "I'll go upstairs first. I'll take care of it. See you later."

Without waiting for an answer, she left directly and walked very fast, as if she was being urged by someone to go on at this speed in order to be able to save her life.

"Be careful when you walk." he reminded her

She was going to be a mother soon. She was just like a child now. She couldn't be more childish.

After a quick response, she quickened her pace and went up the stairs.

What deceiving fetal movement? She just did that kind of exercise. Suddenly, her stomach hurt, which was a sign of diarrhea.

She would be extremely embarrassed if she put two consecutive farts in front of him.

However, the photo was not deleted, so she had to copy it when the person did not look into it.

The man downstairs answered the phone again.

In a complacent and proud tone, he said, "Boss, I've found out where Consuela slept last night. She had a quarrel with someone."

With a layer of ice in his eyes, Richie rubbed his forehead and said, "keep your tone of schadenfreude low. Since I'm in a good mood now, I won't pursue it this time."

If it was a good mood, those happy people would go to heaven.

The person on the other end of the line didn't dare to contradict him. He could only reported it in a low voice.

When he heard the name of Harry, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the stairs leading to the second floor. The person in the microphone was still chattering.

He got impatient, straightened his sleeves and left the villa. The sound of the door closing could be heard everywhere.