Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 159

She sat up in a hurry and the ice bag slipped from her ankle to the ground. A dash of embarrassment flashed in her eyes as she explained, "if I knew what it was, I wouldn't have seen it."

When she met his half smiling eyes, she blinked her bright eyes and said, "we have been together for so long, you don't know that I..."

"I know your appearance, but not your heart." Richie walked over to get the disc out, and lifted his eyes to glare at Consuela.

"Don't you want your ankle to recover?"

Consuela sat back on the couch and picked up the ice pack. She lowered her head, a little distracted. The man pulled out another clean one.

They didn't say anything to each other. Richie changed a new disc and read the document beside. He looked serious and a little tired.

She raised her hand in an attempt to grab the remote control on the tea table, but the man handed her a glass of hot milk, which he had brought back with an ice pack the moment he left the room.

When she saw the milk, she was still filled with gratitude. But the man took a sip first and then directly put it by his hand, ignoring her hinting eyes.

It turned out that she didn't deceive herself and she was the only one who got it.

She took it over and heard the man's calm voice. "The temperature should be just right now."

With a nod, she raised her head and took a big gulp of the milk. A bright smile spread across her face. She stole a glance at the man. Mixed emotions could be seen in her eyes.

She had been moved by this man, and she was also feared by his other irritable and nervous side. But in any way, it seemed that she was lured to fall in love with him.

She indulged herself in the man's charm.

Hiding her emotions, she held the warm milk cup and felt a little depressed for a moment.

She was walking into that man's trap step by step, like the rabbit in the fable of "waiting for the rabbit".

However, she was reluctant to do that. She was more and more helpless.

"You stared at my pants for ten minutes. Do you want to see them through?"

Consuela was still immersed in her imagination. A cold male voice brought her back to reality. She raised her head to meet the gaze of the man. She trembled with fear subconsciously.

"I'm just curious. Why are you so handsome in such ordinary suit pants? It seems that you have special effects." Consuela said with a flattering smile, licking the cream on her lips.

No one disliked flattering words. After glancing at her confusedly, he suddenly smiled and said, "You must prefer the way I take it off."

The innocent, graceful Consuela didn't know how to answer his question. She just ignored his playful gaze and fixed her eyes on the TV.

On the screen, two foreigners with golden hair and blue eyes were talking fervently and passionately. Then they started to kiss deeply. Watching that, Consuela gulped down a mouthful of milk, trying to calm down.

The man who was reading files couldn't calm down at all upon hearing her swallowing. He frowned slightly.

Now, he finally knew what it meant to be bewitched by a siren. Those stories should be true.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Then he put down the files and turned his head to look at the woman who had disturbed him.

Consuela gently bit her lower lip, her long and thick eyelashes flapping. A touch of white was shown on her face, which was as white as paper. Thanks to her special care, her face looked better now.