Carlos's eyes brightened and he smiled. "A girl, of course."
Celia was confused. "Why?"
Carlos looked at her and said, "I'm not gay."
Celia could not believe what she had heard
'how could he be so lewd?'?
As far as she knew, there was a silent CEO who was noble and cool. Was that true?
It was not until he habitually teased the little woman that Carlos looked at her deeply and replied
seriously, "as long as it is your child, I will love it no matter it is a boy or a girl."
He looked so serious and his burning eyes made Celia's heart beat faster.
She looked around, put her hands on her belly and murmured, "if only I were pregnant with opposite
sex twins. It's so adorable that a brother can take care of his sister. "
Carlos stroked her little head, seeing that she raised her head again. "Well, how about we give him a
name?"
Carlos raised his eyebrows and said, "okay."
Celia frowned and seemed to think carefully.
After a while, her eyes were slightly bright and she said, "yes, I have thought of it!"
"What?"
"Well One is called gold and the other is called silver. What do you think? Hahaha! "
Carlos, "..."
Carlos looked disgusted and speechless. Celia broke into laughter with arms akimbo.
Ha ha ha!
Finally, there was a day when she made fun of him!
"Are you not satisfied?" Celia's smile faded. She said seriously, "what a nice name. Can't you save a lot
of money?"
Carlos's handsome face was stiff. It seemed that he had to change his surname back in the future.
It was almost nine o'clock when they got home.
Celia was sweating profusely. She took her nightgown out of the bedroom and rushed into the
bathroom.
When she was about to close the door of the bathroom, she was pulled by someone from the outside.
She tilted her head to look at Carlos, who was still holding on to the doorknob. "What are you doing?"
she asked
"I'm going to take a shower," he said with a composed look
Celia could not believe what she had heard
"I'll take a shower first."
Carlos curled his lips and said, "let's do it together."
Celia blushed. She tried to open the door, but it didn't move.
"Bastard, let me go!"
Carlos narrowed his eyes with a cunning smile, and stepped into the bathroom with one foot first. Then
he slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it at the same time.
"You..."
Carlos held her waist with his long arms and went to the bathroom. "Woman, aren't you hot? Take a
shower! "
He loosened her and was about to take off his clothes.
Celia's face turned red. As Carlos loosened his grip, she walked out resentfully.
Carlos strode towards her and held her waist. He swiftly and gently circled her against the cold wall of
the bathroom and locked her in his warm, strong chest.
"What are you doing?"
Celia had been in the second grade of fire and ice, but she felt as if she had fallen into a furnace, and
every cell in her body was burning hot.
Carlos held her waist with one hand, and touched her face with the other. "You lit the fire this afternoon.
Don't you need to be responsible for extinguishing it?"
"Wha What fire? "
As they were so close to each other, Carlos's breath sprayed on her face. Celia felt that she could
hardly breathe.
"You... Tell me, what do you think?"
As he spoke word by word, the hand that was caressing her face suddenly grabbed her little hand
The next moment.
"Ahhh!"
Screams of horror echoed in the spacious bathroom.
This freak!
"Wife, I really don't feel well."
He said in a low and hoarse voice, his lips pressing against her ear.
The unexpected word "wife" made Celia's heart jump to her throat.
Celia was obsessed with the word "wife" and didn't notice that
Her lips were kissed before she could fight back.
The temperature in the small bathroom was rising.
30 minutes later.
Celia screamed in a low voice. She had been worn out after such a long fight. "Can you go out first?"
Although Carlos was sweating all over, he looked extremely fresh and energetic now. He raised his
eyebrows and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Why going out?"
He released her and, ignoring her anger, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong chest.
Seeing the man who was taking off his clothes and going to take a shower, Celia bit her teeth bitterly.
Then she also took off her T-shirt.
Since him saw her body, she didn't think it was a big deal.
And just now...
But it turned out that she was completely wrong.
At first, she only needed half an hour to take a shower, but this time, she had to spend almost two
hours because of his shameless lust.
This must be the longest and the most miserable shower Celia had ever had in her life.
In the end, Celia was carried out of the bathroom by Carlos. She lost all her strength. Pink hickeys
were all over her neck and waist, like flowers.
Carlos carefully put the woman who had already been sleepy on the somewhat narrow bed. His dark
and deep eyes were full of tenderness. He brushed away the bangs on her forehead and kissed her on
the forehead.
His tall figure lay down on the little bed with a width of only 1.5 meters. He extended his left arm to hold
Celia under her neck.
Celia turned to face him directly, putting her arm around his strong waist. Smelling the light smell of the
body wash, she slept even more sweetly.
On the small bed, Celia curled up like a baby. She curled up between Carlos's tall body and became
one whole.
Carlos felt that the part of his soul that he had lost for so many years had been largely completed at
this moment.
Carlos seldom slept, so he slept soundly until dawn in this small room, which was neither spacious nor
comfortable.
Comparing with Carlos who was sleeping soundly, Celia had a sound sleep.
She didn't wake up until 10 o'clock in the morning.
Carlos was no longer there.
She stretched leisurely and suddenly felt a twinge in her right wrist.
Confused, Celia frowned and then blushed at once as she remembered why she felt sore all of a
sudden.
That rogue!
The breakfast was made before Carlos left. Celia had eaten a full bowl of porridge. She was so full that
she burped.
Celia was fed up and wanted to sleep. She thought she might be a pig in her last life.
She decided to call Amanda first to tell her about her current situation so that she could be relieved.
But someone seemed to be more sleepy than her.
She made a phone call to her. Amanda seemed to be still in a dream, unable to even speak a complete
sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Celia took a woolen dog out of the room and cuddled it to the sofa in the
living room for a nap.
As a result, she once again dozed off.
She didn't wake up from sleep until she vaguely heard a rustling sound.
After listening carefully, she found that someone was unlocking the door.
Who is it?
'it couldn't be Amanda. I called her just now, ' she thought.
Carlos doesn't have a key here, so it's impossible.
Was it
Thief?
Celia screamed and jumped out of the sofa.
Hearing the sound of door opening, she jumped up in a hurry and hid behind the door.
She had meant to see who was outside through the cat's eye, but the man outside had opened the
door directly.
Celia could only hide behind the door and grabbed the basaltic stick behind the door. She was on the
alert.
Some old doors were opened, and a man appeared.
"Ah!"
Screamed Celia as she lifted the bucket. She stabbed it fiercely at the back of the man who was about
to close the door.
"Ahhhhhh!...."
An extremely depressing muffled sound rang out. Celia, who had succeeded, was about to attack
again, and that man turned his head.
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