Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 60

In the evening, the lights in the ward were turned on, and the sky was dim. Rubbing her eyes, Consuela looked at the energetic young man and yawned.

Consuela stretched herself and asked with a bent head, "You look energetic after getting sick, don't you?"

He was strong with developed limbs.

The man removed his gaze from the laptop and transferred it to the woman's sleepy face. "If you are sleepy, come over here to sleep."

Yawning with her head resting on her hand was not a easy thing for her.

She was waiting for him in the villa when he came back late, just like this, sitting on the sofa and sleeping unconsciously.

Consuela opened her eyes in amazement. The man had kept smiling for the first time. A dash of indescribable smile crept onto his face.

That really frightened her.

Consuela didn't think too much about it. She simply tucked herself in and asked, "You can't sleep. Do I need read books for you?"

It was said that children always asked adults to read fairy tales for them, but for the giant babies at their age...

She might need to read a few pages of the Bible to cleanse the holy things such as mental belief.

The man looked at her and said in a cold and distant tone, "Do you want to try my bottom line?"

He didn't give her the cold face. She must have learnt how to be naughty.

Being irritated by Bun's joke, Consuela couldn't help but shiver. She stood up and waved her hand, saying, "you're just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

'If you really dislike me, beat me.'

She could only say these words in the bottom of her heart, and she was not sure if that man with bad temper would beat her if he said it out.

In the dark night, the moon shed silver light all over the plants on the balcony. Being treated coldly, Consuela couldn't help but get in the bed.

Richie liked to occupy the middle when he slept, and Consuela followed him to sleep on the edge of the bed.

Dissatisfied with the distance, Richie frowned and pulled her into his arms. He snorted as if he was in a good mood.

Unable to break free from Richie, Consuela opened her mouth and said in a low voice, "You have a sharp pain in your hand, don't you?"

Now her arms were firmly grabbed by him.

The man lowered his head and approached her, smiling slightly. "Maybe it's intermittent."

Confused by the warm breath beside her ear, she obviously had no energy to distinguish what he had said.

She frowned and tried to hypnotize herself. She decided not to talk to the beast anymore.

Richie put his head on hers and laughed quietly.

Of the two of them, he was the one who had the better sleep. Yesterday, he was used to holding her in his arms, so he had a good sleep for a while.

But before that he even drank some medicine with sleeping elements and the sleep quality was still not very good.

This woman in his arms might have some magic power.

He stopped thinking, smiled and fell asleep.

She heard Richie's rhythmic breathing. She let out a long sigh, wanting to break free from his arms. But his hands were as hard as iron walls, unable to move at all.

After using all her skills, Consuela finished the appraisal. She was definitely sure that the man grew up eating iron, or he would not be so heavy.

She couldn't fall asleep. She didn't know if it was because it was not the right bed or for other reasons.

When she was about to turn around in the man's arms with embarrassment.

The man's deep and hoarse voice flowed through the darkness of the night. "Don't move a bit, or you'll face the consequences."

The frightened woman, rigid in an uncomfortable position, fell asleep strangely.