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   Chapter 149 Fear Of Losing (3)

If You Want Me By Qing Cha Characters: 6838

Updated: 2020-01-21 00:32

"You'll be absent-minded just by talking a few words to me. Is it because you're in love with the world, or because I'm too bored to be talked to?"

The moment she raised her head, she met the man's gaze. Holding the glass of water in her hand, Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. Rolling her black and white eyes, she changed the topic again. "Which flowers do you like? I can pick them for you myself."

The smile on her face was deeply covered by the man's hand.

Her glass was taken away and she was thinking what on earth this man was going to do. Suddenly her body was lifted up.

Subconsciously, she reached out to grab the thing that was protecting her. But as soon as she touched it, her face instantly flushed red as if she had caught a kind of incurable disease. She shrank her whole body with her hands drew back to her waist. She preferred not to feel safe in the air than to face the embarrassment in the air.

The man suddenly stiffened in his arms, as if he was enduring some pain, and buried his head in the woman's shoulder, "why do I want to slap you so much?"

The two acted very weirdly at the moment. Consuela still put one of her feet on the hanging chair, trying to balance herself. And Richie bent his long leg slightly, which seemed a little funny, but after a moment, he began to get better.

He took the woman out of the chair completely and walked downstairs. His face was cold and pale. He didn't look well.

Consuela didn't dare to say one more word. She even didn't have the courage to push the man to put her down. She was sure that Richie would let her go directly as long as she said let go of her.

And he didn't care that she was pregnant and would considerately put her down.

Then he walked into the living room directly, and a servant pulled a chair out for her. Then Consuela was put on the chair.

With a sullen face, Richie pulled the chair next to her and sat down. He didn't say a word all the way along. He skillfully wiped the knife and fork with his dining cloth, made it almost to ref

g more. Nothing else could calm her, but at least she had to find a way out for her child.

Later, the two of them stopped talking with each other, as if they had disappeared in this topic. Consuela was not in the mood to talk, and Richie was not good at talking.

Both of them had their own thoughts, but were tied up ruthlessly by fate.

After Consuela went back to her room, she sat down on the bed. The man closely followed her and sat close to her. He looked very serious.

Consuela raised her eyelids a little and asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Although she hadn't gone through too much today, she was getting more and more confused and exhausted with her guesses.

"Nothing. I just want to hear the fetal movement in the baby." Richie sat down along the light. His white face was covered with a soft light, and the deep darkness in his eyes made him have a different feeling.

As soon as he finished speaking, Consuela's belly began to move, as if the baby was expecting its father to be close to it.

Consuela let go of her hands which were leaning on her belly. She didn't look well. Clearing her throat, she said in a low voice, "It is moving a lot just now."

The man curved up a pair of slanted eyes, took away the thick blanket, lowered his head to get close to the woman's lower abdomen, and listening carefully.

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