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   Chapter 117 A Cold War (1)

If You Want Me By Qing Cha Characters: 6703

Updated: 2020-01-15 00:12

Taking off his dark suit, Richie exhaled a breath and walked upstairs with a strong smell of wine. He frowned as he smelled it.

He walked into the bedroom, and there was no light in it. The light was so dark that it was hard for people to adapt to it for a while. With the help of his memory, Richie found the bathroom in the darkness.

When the light was on, he could see clearly the woman sleeping on the bed, except her white face. Her whole body was totally buried in the quilt.

He smiled helplessly and tried to walk as lightly as possible. After taking his changing clothes, he entered the bathroom. In the mirror, he saw a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

He curled up his lips as if he didn't observe it carefully and found nothing.

The sound of water flowing slowly through the door of the gauze window. His smooth figure was outlined by nobody but the light in the room.

He wiped off the water from his body and came out in a simple pajama. Then he left a gentle kiss on the forehead of the woman who seemed to be asleep.

"Good night, Consuela," He left in time and rushed to the study to finish the following cooperation case, but he did not see the woman's trembling eyelashes clearly.

After a slight sound of door closing, the huge bedroom returned to silence again. The woman in the bed slowly turned around.

"You coward. No wonder you were so suppressed." Her self mockery echoed in the quiet room.

All of a sudden, something dawned on her. She wiped the liquid on her face with her hand. Her hand was wet and she felt amused.

She was not born to be weak, but recently she seemed to have been too scared to fight back.

That was why unconsciously, a kind of inexplicable servility had been deeply rooted in the bone.

When she was in a daze, she suddenly felt a young and strong body pressed down on the bed beside her.

Through the thin clothes, she could still feel the veins in his muscles. The veins were not exaggerated, but they reflected his

drunk more than half a day, keep silent. When she was about to fall asleep, the woman suddenly burst into tears.

Then she fell asleep after crying.

"……" Consuela sighed helplessly.

After checking out, Consuela walked to the reception desk and was about to take Debbie away. Suddenly, she saw the phone which Debbie was trampling on was lighting.

She bent down to pick it up and unlocked the phone. When she saw the caller's name on the screen, she answered it. She knew that the caller must be the man she had met before.

She had been a fan of him for a long time.

The man's voice over the phone was unusually fast, as if he was walking. His voice was a little wobbly. "Listen to me carefully. After you listen to me, you can do whatever you want to do. Where are you now?"

The only answer he got was silence.

Consuela raised her hand and pushed the sleeping woman, without responding.

"Can you stop messing around? Answer me first, okay?" The man said in a doting tone, as if he could do nothing about it.

This embarrassed Consuela. She cleared her throat and said, "I'm sorry. I'm Consuela, a friend of Debbie."

At the same time, a dead silence welcomed her as she told him Debbie's condition and position.

A few minutes later, that man arrived and took Debbie away. Consuela went back to the villa.

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