Chapter 887 Sweet Words (2)

It was really impressive to say such words.

"Tell me, did you read some novel behind my back? How could you say that?"

It was unbelievable.

"I just thought of something. Why are you still unwilling to believe in your own charm and lack of sense of security?"

Perhaps it was because she felt herself too unattractive that she didn't even dare to speak out her true thoughts.

"Baron, I think I have to work very hard to grow up, and then surpass you and become very good. Only in this way can I not feel inferior."

He was carrying her for a long time.

Debbie shook her head and said, "Let's sit down and have a good talk." She looked at the man's side face and found that as soon as she finished speaking, Baron frowned. "There are not many people here. It should be very clean."

"It's up to you."

She said reluctantly.

Debbie snorted and said nothing more.

After the two sat down, Debbie leaned on the man's shoulder and looked up at the stars all over the sky. The sky in this area was very clear, black decorated with countless bright stars.

It was a scene that could not be seen in the reinforced concrete city.

Debbie had always had a good idea. "I think this kind of place is really suitable for living. What do you think? Otherwise, you can buy Richie's house and live here in the future. "

"Why do we use the rest of their things? If we really want to retire, we can built another house." Baron said in a bad tone. He didn't like to take other people's things, let alone use other people's leftovers.

No matter what it was, it should be the best.

Even if there was no best, it should be first-hand.

Debbie was just too talkative to say such things. She didn't expect that this man, who had always been indifferent to anything, would suddenly have such a reaction.

As expected, he had brought her into his future.

and said, "That's great. Can I choose a song?" She had to think about which song was the most difficult to sing. It was time to teach this arrogant guy a lesson.

The scheme in her eyes was so obvious that Richie curved his lips and said, "No."

His smile was extremely gentle, but there was a thin layer of ice in his eyes. He was already annoyed by her, and he refused her words without hesitation.

Consuela stuck out her tongue, but she didn't expect him to agree. "You're such a mean man."

"My Heart Will Go On --Every night in my dreams I see you I feel you, That is how I know you go on……"

The man was singing an English song. Consuela understood the meaning of the lyric, but she forgot where it was from. It was because Richie didn't lie to her.

He really didn't know how to sing at all.

With a complicated look on her face, Consuela asked, "What song are you singing?"

"My Heart Will Go On" Richie turned his head, and his face seemed to be a little red.

It was 'My Heart Will Go On'.

After a short silence, Consuela smiled and said, "It's right for you not to sing."

His singing was neither bad nor pleasant, but the most unbearable thing was that he did not sing out of tune, but he had no tune at all.