Chapter 242 I Really Want To Take You With Me

He gently rubbed her red lips with his long fingers. Her long hair was disheveled on the morning she
just woke up.

The light fragrance on her hair made him infatuated with her and get out of control.

Carlos buried his head in her fair neck and breathed freely.

"I have no choice but to be on a business trip for a few days. Celia, please stay at home."

His thin lips clung to her neck. This kiss was kind of ambiguous and clingy.

She turned her face to avoid it.

But she was shackled by him, unable to move.

One of his hand lightly touched her face, while the other hand had been put on her shoulder since Celia
had been out of mind.

Before she could respond, he had already untied the bowknot that had been tied with lace.

When the bowknot on her left shoulder was loosened, her snow-white, plump shoulder was exposed.

Celia was stunned. Then she got a little shocked.

"Carlos."

She reluctantly twisted her body.

She didn't get angry with him for flirting with her in the evening. But now it was in the daytime. He just
lay her on the closet in the cloakroom in such a grand way, untying the shoulder belt, making her a little
embarrassed.



She began to struggle and hold his hand.

"Don't you want to pack? I, I will help you. Carlos, don't..."

Her words now were like compromise and resistance to action, and there was no way for her to escape
from the man's embrace.

Due to the great disparity in strength between men and women, she was no match for him at all.

Before she finished her words, Carlos had already held both of her hands and pressed them on the
wardrobe behind her.

She had no choice but to step back. At the moment when the shoulder belt on the right side was
unfastened, her nightgown slipped down.

Celia Ling's face turned pale out of embarrassment and anger when she felt the icy cold on her body.

"Honey, don't move."

He coaxed her.

His eyes darkened.

He knew her well, even if she was without that mole now, she was still her.

Every time she did this, her flushing face would bring his heart back to life.

What an attractive woman!

"Don't do this to me, Carlos."

She could not stand such anxiety...



"Don't say that."

In what way?

Carlos couldn't stand Celia's words anymore.

Every time she said "don't do this" with a blush, He was more eager to have sex with her.

It reminded him of years ago when he kissed Sally affectionately.

Rolling under him, Sally could not help saying, "Carlos, please don't do this."

Even shyness and rejection were the same.

He narrowed his eyes and gave a cunning smile.

"Honey, don't hate it. Kiss me and say goodbye."

Celia turned her face to avoid being kissed.

His fingers touched her shoulders from her shoulders to her delicate clavicle.

She shuddered at the touch.

She even couldn't stand firm.

He held her waist from behind to keep her from falling down.

He pressed his long finger on her heart.

It was exactly the same position as the mole of Sally.

Where her heart was beating.



He put his hand on her delicate skin, making Celia's heart beat uncontrollably in such anxiety.

She looked at him. As if they hadn't seen each other for a long time. How come she would have such a
strange feeling every time she looked at him?

Celia was shocked.

At this time, looking at her confused eyes, Carlos decided to seize the opportunity.

He suddenly bowed his head and put his cold lips on her snow-white soft skin, which also made her
wild heartbeat closer.

It was her left heart, the beating position

"You..."

Celia exclaimed. She was so shy that her voice became hoarse.

In the quiet room, the shirt which she was going to put in the trunk for him was held tightly by her.

The well ironed shirt crumpled.

As time went by, her eyes were gradually filled with blurred feelings.

Finally, she lost her strength in being kissed. She loosed her hand and the white shirt fell on the
ground.

It was just a simple kiss, but because of someone's malicious intention, it was difficult to control
himself.

After a long time, Celia Ling almost nestled in Carlos' arms.



Carlos thought of what had happened, standing beside her. She was unique and intoxicating.

Her soft and smooth skin was like petals, fragrant and rich.

He held her shoulder and his fingers were touching her heart.

"Kiss goodbye!" Carlos whispered in Celia's ear.

Celia was a little stunned. She followed his eyes and looked at herself.

Her pale left heart unexpectedly blossomed.

In an instant, Celia understood what he meant by kiss goodbye.

Suddenly, her face flushed again.

The hickey was so obvious that she felt embarrassed and turned her face away because she didn't
want to see it.

But when the people who held her saw that she was shy, he still did not let her go.

Carlos teased.

"Such a beautiful flower. Keep it well. When it's gone, Mr. Gu will be back."

After saying that, he reached out his hand and touched her red spots.

He was possessive about Celia by making hickeys on her neck.

Celia looked at him as she bent down to fasten the shoulder belt for her, which also covered the small
flower that made her feel shy and embarrassed.



The shirt she just prepared fell to the ground. She wanted to pick it up, but it was so crumpled.

"You can't take this one."

He held her waist and whispered in her ear.

She ignored him and blushed.

She promised him to bring everything with her when he went abroad, but she didn't break her promise.

Although her feet were almost healed, he still worried about her.

He simply hugged her in his arms and asked her to help him tidy up his clothes in the cloakroom.

Celia Ling moved slowly, but Carlos didn't mind it at all.

He even wanted to see how long it would take for her to sort things out for him.

Celia Ling opened the wardrobe. All the shirts were of one color. As there were too many of them, the
sizes couldn't be seen clearly.

It was all ironed and hung inside, and she did not know where to pick it up.

So she didn't think too much and said that she wanted to buy ten clothes from the left.

She didn't take a look at them, and took ten dresses in order.

After a long while, Carlos stared at Celia who was packing the shirt for her. He stuttered, "Celia has
picked these, but..."

She raised her head and waited for him to continue. When he looked into his wife's eyes, Carlos
changed his words immediately.



"That's great," he said

In fact, he hadn't worn dark blue shirt for a long time.

These dark colored shirts...but the clothes was chosen by Celia. So they were nice.

Anyway, that was his wife's idea. He couldn't refuse her, so he needed to praise her.

Celia looked at him standing aside and said, "or else, you'd better choose one by yourself."

"Celia has a good taste. I like everything Celia picked."

Celia didn't say anything more. She didn't want to argue with Carlos. She picked up a few shirts, let
alone shoes and ties.

In the end, despite her good temper, she couldn't help but replied, "Mr. Carlos, are you going to go
abroad for a show?"

With so many clothes.

Hearing her tease, Carlos smiled, "of course not."

He was always neat and clean, and was unwilling to bring anything with him.

She was picking clothes for him. He liked the way she dressed him. As a result, the number of clothes
she had just mentioned increased unconsciously.

It was really hard for him to control himself.

However, after breakfast, she went upstairs again. She spent no more than one morning tidying up the
dishes. Finally, Celia returned to the room.



She sat there and had a rest. The man said as he closed the suitcase, "I really want to take you with
me."

Hearing his words, she unconsciously bit her lips and flushed.


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