Chapter 750 Feeling (5)

The woman was covered with his coat. She turned around and the coat fell to the ground.

He frowned and picked up clothes for her, but was stopped by the woman. He was held in his head by the woman.

"Bastard, I'll beat you to death."

"……"

"Bastard Big rascal... " While saying, she exerted more strength on her hand.

Feeling that his scalp was about to be pulled down, Richie held on and did not speak. He reached out to cover the woman and gently moved her hand away.

Fortunately, Consuela didn't pester him anymore.

After a long time, the lights were on.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the place beside him, but it was empty. He sat up in astonishment, and the clothes covering his body fell to the ground.

It was his clothes.

Where was Consuela?

Regardless of getting dressed, Richie got out of the car.

And now, the brightest place was the church. It was burning with orange warm light, which made the big and clumsy bell fade away the traces of history and become smooth.

"…… Ding Dong... "

It seemed that something was stepped on and made a crisp sound.

Lowering his head, Richie saw a small bell with golden patterns all over it, which gave it a sense of antiquity.

The man walked briskly into the church and found that the orange light was candlelight.

A familiar and clear voice came from behind, "Hey... Do you think I look good in this dress?"

Holding back his emotions, Richie turned around with his hands trembling slightly. He saw the woman in a white wedding dress standing behind him, tilting her head and looking at him expectantly.

"If you want to be my bride, you look right in this way."

"Well, you think too much."

Raising the hemline of her wedding dress with both hands, Consuela slowly approached the man. Standing in front of him, she suddenly loosened her grips and turned around to touch him.

"How can you be so sleepy that you don't even know that your tie is crooked?"

The woman chattered and seemed to be unhappy for something. Her beautiful eyebro

alked over and said these words. The two of them looked at each other in dismay.

"It doesn't matter."

"Well..."

Being held in his arms, Consuela lowered her head without saying anything, her face the same color as the pink headwear.

"Change your clothes and go back, my dear."

"Okay." Blushing, Consuela walked back.

Standing still, Richie looked at the two women and said, "I'll treat you a meal if I'm free in the future."

Seeing through him, the woman covered her face and said, "That's so kind of you."

Although she said so, she really wanted it.

This man looked like a man of great status!

"It's my pleasure." There was an implicit smile on Richie's face.

"You and Miss. Consuela... Well, when did you hold the wedding? It must be many times more magnificent than here, right? "

Richie smiled and didn't reply directly.

They hadn't had a wedding yet.

Seeing his smile, the other two people thought that the two of them were hiding their marriage and didn't want others to know about their life, so they smiled and didn't say anything else.

After changing her clothes and coming out, Consuela chatted with the two people for a while and watched the two leave together.

"Do you want to hold a wedding in such a place?"

"Why do you ask this question all of a sudden?" asked Richie in a daze.

"I just felt it."