If You Want Me

The woman was still wearing the light blue dress she wore yesterday.

She turned her head slightly, and her gentle face made him look happy. This was the woman he loved.

"What do you think I'm thinking about?" Richie grabbed her wrist.

She didn't know!

"Let me go..." Consuela struggled hard, but she was unable to break away. She was helpless to experience the physical gap between men and women at this time.

"You haven't told me how to compensate me or be responsible for me. How can I let you go?"

He was not stupid.

If he couldn't solve the problem at this time, he wouldn't solve it in the future.

"……"

With a click of his tongue, Richie grabbed the woman's wrist and raised her hand without hesitation. He bowed his head and aimed at the woman's lips. It was not a gentle kiss, but a soul kiss.

He was so skilled and at last he even rudely bit her lips, which was so painful that she couldn't take a deep breath. Consuela gritted her teeth to hold her breath.

No, she couldn't give in to this bastard, or she would be doomed eternally.

"What's wrong with you? Can't you just let go of me and talk to me later? Will you feel a sense of belonging when you do something to me? "

For example, the feeling of love.

"I don't want to reason with you now. I just want to tell you that you'd better give me an explanation as soon as possible."

Consuela sneered, "Or what? Are you going to take these things out and let others have a good look at them? "

She was so angry that she spoke without careful diction.

Her eyes were also red, as if she had been badly hurt. She bit her pink lips hard, making them bloody.

Richie sighed helplessly. It was such innocent and stubborn eyes that made him unable to stop. And it was also such eyes that made him feel a little guilty.

It seemed that he had done something wrong. How could he force her to this

axed her with words to make her slowly surrender.

On their way back, Debbie was still in the same car with Consuela.

The little girl was sleeping soundly in the back seat. Debbie lowered her voice and smiled at the absent-minded woman beside her.

She teased deliberately, "Oh, who are you thinking about? You don't even want to talk to me. It really hurts me."

Debbie always tended to talk in an exaggerated way. Amused by her words, Consuela didn't know what to say. She could only take a look at her and then leaned against the back of the chair leisurely.

"Why do you think I'm missing someone? Are you always like this when you miss someone else?" Consuela teased her back.

Debbie turned the steering wheel and the smile on her face froze for a while. Then she was cleverly concealed. "I'm just asking. Why are you so overreacted? Is there really something wrong with you?"

"There are so many things you want to know." Closing her eyes, Consuela didn't want to say anything. She just wanted to pretend to be asleep.

"Consuela, you aren't being a good friend. I have told you everything. You're making me..."

"I know you are upset, but you still have to drive carefully. Hurry up and restrain your emotions. Don't do anything wrong."