Chapter 883 Travel (2)

Richie didn't think there was anything wrong.

Blushing, Consuela asked, "Can you be more serious?"

"To tell the truth is not serious?" It seemed that it was difficult for Richie to speak. He stared at her and asked, "Why are you not good-looking again?"

As a result, he got a heavy fist from the woman.

He couldn't tell the truth or lie.

As soon as they arrived at the room, Consuela grabbed Richie's clothes and said, "What did you say just now? I always feel that you two were talking about me behind my back!"

She always felt that something was wrong, not only because of some trivial things, but also because of the somewhat evasive look of Richie, which made her feel more and more abnormal.

"I didn't say anything bad about you. I just told her that you are the hostess of this house, my wife." Holding the woman in his arms, Richie lay down on the quilt, which smelled of sunshine.

The two of them lay face to face. Looking at Consuela's face, Richie suddenly laughed. Consuela was confused. "What are you laughing at? Is there anything dirty on my face? "

As she was about to touch her face, Richie grabbed her hand and said, "It's not dirty. I just feel happy that your eyes are full of me."

Stunned for a moment, Consuela squinted her eyes childishly, as if she wanted to tell him that there was no longer him.

However, it made Richie laugh out loud. He didn't laugh at her in a proper way, but he was still happy from the bottom of his heart, making her unable to say anything else.

"Can you be a little less aggressive?" Holding the quilt in her arms, Consuela felt very uncomfortable.

With a smile, Richie pulled the quilt away and held her in his arms. "No."

The warm temperature directly covered her. Both her face and body began to heat up slowly, almost turning her into steam.

In the evening, though they had the tiring fligh

of confidence, so she immediately smiled and said, "That's a deal!"

"Okay."

"Don't go back on your word!"

"I promise."

On the other side, Cassie was barefoot on the beach, carrying her shoes in her hand. The fine sand sank under her feet, leaving several footprints.

The traces along the way made them very excited.

"Tim, do you remember how long we haven't been out like this?"

The kid had fallen asleep, so they didn't bring him out.

Without any burden, Tim looked up at the woman bathing in the moonlight with a smile and shook his head.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had a good time out. He thought that he hadn't had a good time for a long time.

Tim promised, "In the future, we will have more time to live a carefree life like now."

Cassie smiled, "Maybe."

She turned her head and felt that she was too tired to lift her shoes, so she threw the shoes to the man impolitely. "I'll give you a chance to behave well."

Tim smiled bitterly, "Can I refuse such an opportunity to show myself?"

Cassie grinned wickedly, "What do you think?"

There was no way for him to escape from his nature of loving wife. He could only sigh and take the shoes. Then he saw Cassie run away without any burden.