If You Want Me

In the magnificent living room.

The surrounding furnishings were all showing off.

Holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, Consuela filled her mouth with a gulp. It was so hot, but she didn't dare to spit it out or swallow it. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Wendy immediately gave a small cup to her, motioned for her to spit the water in it, and said jokingly, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so rash?"

Consuela spit out the water and said with red eyes, "Nothing..."

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she suddenly lost her mind, which happened more often.

However, in the eyes of others, what she said was just to cover it up. Wendy sighed, "Don't blame me for saying too much. In fact, I really feel that you two should not leave any regret."

Consuela answered firmly, "Aunt, I came here this time to avoid leaving any regret between the two of us."

"Of course I know. So I'm afraid that there will be some misunderstandings between you and him, which will delay the relationship." Wendy took a sip of tea.

With a penetrating look in her eyes, she knew that Consuela didn't dare to argue anymore.

Consuela didn't know what to say. When the two of them chatted, even if they kept silent, Wendy would bring up the topic and continue to talk awkwardly.

"But Consuela, you're so excellent. Haven't you promised any other pursuers in the past five years? It was said that France was a very romantic country. Many people who went there wanted to have a relationship there. "

It was a trap, a deep trap.

Consuela didn't want to fall into her trap. She just took a sip of the tea and smiled, "What do you think, aunt?"

Did she think if she ever stayed with others abroad?

The topic was suddenly thrown back. Wendy didn't react for a moment. She choked hard on water and replied with an embarrassed smile, "How can I guess what happened to young people? But what had happened before, it doesn't matter. As long as you two can go on

ght over with an experienced look. Wendy kept asking him questions.

The girl, on the other hand, stood still and looked at Consuela expectantly.

What did her mother say to that grandmother? She seemed to be in a bad mood.

Before she could get close to her mother, Wendy directly walked over with the hand of Lethe, smiling, "Richelle, can't you fall asleep?"

She heard the bedtime story and ran out. She just couldn't fall asleep.

And seeing the look of disgust on Lethe's face, she knew that he had been tortured a lot.

"I can't adapt to the new environment." Consuela came over directly, holding the little girl's hand.

"Really?"

The little girl nodded in cooperation, and then frowned and made a small suggestion. "Maybe if the room is not all pink, I will fall asleep."

The little girl's meaning was so easy to understand.

When he wanted the little girl to move in, Richie, who didn't know amorous feelings, specially came to ask her what the little girl would like. Then the two of them discussed and arranged the things in the room.

But to her surprise, they all avoided what the little girl liked.

Wendy blinked her eyes and said calmly, "That's all your Uncle Richie's taste. He always thinks that the little girl should like pink. Richelle, tell me, what color do you like?"