Before she could say something, the man loosened his hands and turned around.
The sudden turn of the event surprised Consuela. She turned her body around and stared at the man,
who was lying on the bed, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Are you suffering from intermittent disease again?" Consuela asked.
Richie looked at the ceiling, but from the corner of his eyes, he stole a glance at her. He asked coldly,
"You want to see me get scolded, don't you? Do you really want to leave?"
"Will you?" She blinked her eyes, not knowing whether she expected it or regretted it.
"I just said it. Do you really want to take it seriously?" His voice was as cold as ice.
She didn't know why she had offended him again. She could tell from his furrowed eyebrows that he
was furious.
But good-looking people had a law, whether they were eating shit or frowning, they were still good-
looking, but the impact on people was always not very good.
With a smile, Consuela raised her hand to shake off the man's hand which was scratched by the knife
again. "I didn't know you're so childish," she said sarcastically.
Her words were stuck between his lips. She was so shocked that she swallowed her words.
The man's light fragrance came to her. She opened her eyes wide and did not know whether to refuse
or accept it at ease. She heard a sneer.
"Now you know it."
She knew he was being childish?
Consuela nodded her head heavily, just like a rattle drum. She had thought that the man would stop
after hearing her words, but right then, she felt the soft and greasy tongue go in.
At that moment, she was stiff and could not do anything else.
"It's too late," the man's vague voice came through the ear.
Consuela felt like weeping but had no tears. If she had known this, she would have let this insidious
man be in a trance.
The kiss stopped. The man was content. He lay next to her and looked at her with a smile.
"If it's not in the hospital, I can do sex with you right here." Her voice was low and husky.
Shocked by his behavior, she almost couldn't breathe. When she secretly cursed in her mind that this
man was worse than a beast, the man had already gone to the bathroom.
Soon after, the sound of water came from the bathroom, which was designed with general grinding
sand as the hospital's best ward equipment.
With her eyes wide open, she could even see the curves of his body. Well, well built.
When the man came out of the bathroom, in order not to disturb her, he specially went to the balcony
and smoked to restrain the most of the fire.
It was just a simple kiss, and he began to taste more and more.
This had never happened before. This woman was really changed from an evil spirit.
In the dim light, Richie walked in and saw the woman leaning against the head of the bed. She frowned
and asked, "Have you taken a cold shower?"
The man could not help laughing, but he did not directly deny it.
If he didn't take a cold shower, the fire wouldn't fade away that night.
Obviously, she was dissatisfied with his answer. She frowned and said, "You are sick but you still take a
cold shower. Do you deliberately want to have a hard time with yourself?"
Since this, it was better to leave without treatment. Well, he didn't come to the hospital for three days
because of the business.
Cassie also said that he had not recovered yet.
Richie didn't answer her question. "Are you caring about me?" he changed the subject.
Seeing the man's lazy smile, Consuela snorted and said, "don't make fun of me."
Only when she was full would she care about him.
No matter how awkward the man was, in his eyes, it seemed to be trying to hide something.
At night, they slept together. The silver moon shone on the green plants on the balcony, glittering.
She could feel the warmth from the man's arm.
It was not bad to keep living like this, but it was hard to predict the future.
Nobody knew whether it would be muddy swamp or flat ground if they stepped on.
When Cassie rushed here in the early morning, she saw the bored couple already packed up and was
about to leave the ward.
She mocked him in a boring way, "You two are very interesting. One is sick, and so is the other.
You must be in a good mood after getting out of the hospital. Enjoy the delicious food. You are indeed a
couple in harmony."
Ignoring Richie's long face, Cassie teased him as she squinted at the blushing woman. As expected,
her ears were getting red.
"Come here." Richie pulled Consuela behind him and crooked his finger towards Cassie, as if trying to
teach her something.
Cassie flipped her newly curly hair and walked up to that man. She raised her eyebrows and asked,
"what are you trying to say?"
As she stepped back, Richie approached her and whispered, "How about I figure out a way to get Tim
hospitalized so that you can first come, first served?"
He asked with a teasing smile.
Cassie's face darkened and she waved them away, "You'd better leave here quickly, or I can't control
the power of evil."
She would fall out with anyone who made fun of the safety of Tim.
Frowning, he grabbed Consuela's waist and nudged her away.
She turned around and looked at that tall woman. She asked confusedly, "what did you just say in her
ear?"
His words were enough to blow up that good tempered woman.
"I said I fell in love with her." Said Richie playfully. He was a kind and amiable man.
Shrugging her shoulders, Consuela said, "stop bragging."
Not to mention that man, he would never say such words, and Cassie would not be pissed off by this
thing.
With a calm look on his face, Richie scolded, "You're jealous again. I wonder if you are an evil spirit of
old vinegar, too sour."
"You think too much."
"Are you trying to hide your true feeling, Consuela?"
The woman forehead helplessly. Mr. Richie had degenerated into a giant baby again, right?
When they got back to the villa, Emily was cleaning the house. Seeing that they were carrying some
bags in their hands, she grabbed the bags at once.
She smiled and said, "Welcome home, Mr. and Mrs. Richie."
Home?
The sadness in her eyes were appeared. But she managed to hide it and said with a smile, "I miss you
so much."
After a few greetings, she was pushed upstairs by the man, whose face was obviously excited.
As soon as she entered the new, clean room, she heard the door closing. With a smile, she said, "It's
only been a week. I can't believe I'm such a homesick woman."
She really didn't want to be nostalgic.
The man did not answer her. When she wanted to turn around and ask him, she was suddenly pushed
to the door and her lips were captured by him.
His kiss was not gentle at all. It was like an impatient beast that killed its prey at a stroke.
There was no so-called equality.
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