Chapter 234 Going Back Home To Meet Parents (1)

Running out of the balcony, Consuela suddenly realized that she hadn't finished her words yet. She turned around and saw the man casually put the towel that had been wiping her hair on the back of the chair. The man leaned against the back of the chair.

As breeze blew, dark hair danced in the tip of his hair. Richie looked elegant and graceful, but now he looked a little lazy and relaxed.

He just came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe. He opened his upper body to reveal a large chest muscle.

It was cold outside and the wind was biting. Consuela turned to get a coat for him and then walked to the balcony.

When she raised her hand and was about to cover him, her hand was caught by him who still closed his eyes. Then he slowly opened his eyes with bright stars in them.

He rolled his eyes and looked at the coat in her hand. "Well, when did you become so considerate?"

This should be a praise.

Consuela pursed her lips and withdrew her hand from the man's grip. Then she put his coat on his body. Richie didn't refuse. He just silently stared at her. Then he squinted his eyes and enjoyed the moment.

When she was about to straighten her body, Richie raised his hand and patted the empty seat beside her. "Sit here."

Noticing the mischievous smile on his face, Consuela teased him, "Why do I think you want me to sit on your lap?"

Soon enough, her bitchy words were responded by his venomous words. Richie looked at her up and down with his picky eyes and then exclaimed.

He was smiling, but he frowned, showing certain vigilance on his face. "Knock it off, if you sit down, my legs will be crippled."

Richie was always a man who hid his emotions deeply. When all his emotions were exposed on the surface, he must be kidding.

Glaring at the man with burning eyes, she sat down next to him and raised his chin with her hand. "In order to protect the handsome man, I won't do it this time," she said obliviously.

"It's my pleasure." Richie leaned forward and kissed her face. When he pushed her away, he smil

average and her child was able to grow fast.

She really didn't know what to say or what can say about the gene.

After a long while, he woke up and asked, "Des your leg hurt?"

His words aroused Consuela's affected emotion. She nodded, and saw Richie massage her leg with a frown.

Consuela raised her hand and stroked her belly softly. All of a sudden, she blurted out, "Tomorrow is the day of your baby's six months' old day. Do you still remember what you said before?"

The man who was pounding his legs raised his head, his eyes still filled with hesitation. After a few seconds of silence, Consuela asked, "Do you need me to remind you?"

It turned out that the man really could not remember the thing that he needed to do.

Richie raised his hand and stroked the woman's head. With a soft smile, he said, "I was just kidding. Of course I remember it. Everything was prepared, and only wait to go."

He had been buried in his work in the past few days in order to spare a day for himself tomorrow. Originally, he didn't have to be too tired and he could push the work schedule to cliff the tasks and added them to Tim.

But as soon as that guy heard that he was going to be added his workload, he kept clamoring to quit his job and said that if he continued to work like this, he would die young.

Richie could do nothing but shake his head.