Chapter 282 Miracle

Carlos got up and turned on the bedside lamp. As expected, he saw the spider.

He held the little woman in his arms and got her out of the bed again. "Help Celia to kill it. After that, you can have a good sleep."

Celia," ..."

Then Carlos drove the spider away in the bedroom again.

After a long time, he didn't think the little spider could hide anything from him anymore. He held a lamp and let her sit on the bed. "It's been so many years, but you haven't changed a bit about your disease. You're usually not that brave, but you're still afraid of this little insect," he said in a soft voice.

She replied. "Everyone is afraid of something."

She had admitted it.

The little girl was stubborn. She was afraid of being laughed at.

Seeing Celia lying on the bed, Carlos was sitting aside, browsing through some Buddhist texts.

"Why don't you sleep?"

She asked.

As he flipped, he reached out his hand to touch her long hair and said with a smile, "I'll keep an eye on her for you. I'm with you. No spider or any other ghost would be allowed to approach us Celia." He held her by the waist and said, "go to sleep."

Celia didn't say anything. The smell of him made her feel warm and she missed him. An unknown Master transcribed the Buddhist texts, in which there were many stories. He said, "If you can't fall asleep, I'll recite for you. Then you can fall asleep."

This night, in the quiet courtyard, a landscape painting, light dark, the room was bleak. However, Carlos' embrace brought tremendous warmth to Celia.

In fact, no matter how mean his words were, he had never been so bad to her.

She was whispering a Buddhist story, and fell asleep slowly with such a warmth in his arms.

In the first half of the night, there was a warm orange faint yellow light around him, and she felt very comfortable as she heard the catkins talking by her ear. However, the dream of Celia turned complex after the midnight.

She felt that her dream became more and more complicated and she was reluctant to dream since Carlos came out.

But it was not up to her.

These h

that now the sunlight was naturally stronger at noon, especially when the sunlight was slanting outside the left window. The master insisted on her change to sleep on his right shoulder. Was he defending the sun? Afraid of sunburn?

At the thought of this, Grace was stunned.

'How could Mrs. Gu let Master, such a smart man, do such a thing for her?'

"Slow down, be careful..."

Celia had no choice but to attend the party with Carlos.

She just wanted to stay in a quiet corner, but...

This man not only fastened her from beginning to end, but also kept his concern and concern on her.

Either the drink was too cold, or the milky tea was too hot.

Her acts undoubtedly made her a thorn in the eyes of many women present, and more people speculated her relationship with Carlos.

"Mr. Gu, long time no see..."

Finally, a foreign guest came to greet Carlos. It seemed that he was different from those previous bosses. Carlos finally stopped and chatted with him, which gave Celia freedom to talk freely.

She took the juice alone and walked to the balcony. The air here was too stuffy and she wanted to take some fresh air.

However...

"... She then burst into tears

Celia was admiring the beautiful scenery around on the balcony far away from the hall. She didn't want someone to cover her mouth with a cloth suddenly. She sobbed and her consciousness became blurred.