All Out Of Love novel Chapter 63

What was he doing? He didn't care about her leaving at all, did he?

What trick was he playing now?

Besides, why would she spend money on him!

She withdrew her card from Carlos's hand angrily. Celia took a ticket and turned around to leave, without even looking at the people behind.

Carlos looked at Celia's back with a smile.

It was the rush hour and there were many people in the subway. Celia was crowded in the car as soon as she got on.

In the crowded cars, she was taken aback by the coming Carlos. He put his arms around her waist and pressed her against the other car.

They were so close to each other that there was no space between them. Celia was angry and embarrassed, without any expression on her face, as if she had seen him as a stranger.

Later, she felt his hand holding her waist. Then it slipped into her clothes. Suddenly, her face flushed. She was completely irritated.

They stood face to face and looked into each other's eyes. The shyness on her face and the warning in her eyes were obvious.

However, he didn't restrain himself at all. When she obviously felt his long fingers sliding past her, her face was red all the way to her white and tender neck.

She finally opened her mouth before he did more terrible things. "Car..."

"Hush!"

Carlos stopped her with the index finger on her tender lips.

Can't call him by his name in public.

"Celia, can you see me now?"

He finally pulled his big hands back, held her in his arms, and whispered in her ears.

Celia's face darkened. She ignored him again.

There were more and more people on the subway. The bus was already crowded with people.

Celia Ling's shoulder leaned against the handrail. The subway would hit against the handrail every time it stopped.

Noticing this, Carlos put his arm on the fence and held her in his arms.

She pressed her face against his chest and was a little distracted with the subway running.

She couldn't see him through.

Sometimes he looked gloomy, sometimes evil, sometimes cold, and sometimes warm.

He was really confused.

Such a man was so complicated.

When she was at a loss, someone pulled back the long hair near her ear.

"Celia, are you angry?"

Just like many years ago, when she lost her temper, she would leave him at any time.

Celia ignored him. No matter what he said, she just kept silent.

Finally, the No. 4 bus crossed the urban area with a dense population and stopped on the suburb road. There was a few people in the car.

Gradually, many seats were vacant. Celia pulled away his hand and found a seat.

The man also came over. As soon as he sat down next to her, she immediately stood up and walked to another seat.

They sat face to face. Carlos glanced at her with a smile on his lips. Celia turned her head to the other side, pretending that she didn't see that.

After a while, Carlos stood up and walked to the lady beside Celia. He said politely. "Miss, may I exchange seats with you?"

When met a handsome guy on the subway. And he was very handsome, elegant, his voice could make people pregnant. No woman would refuse him.

However, this handsome man looked familiar. Where did I meet him?

The woman didn't remember it for a moment, but she got up with a smile.

Celia didn't expect that the woman would agree with Carlos's request so easily. She was stunned for a moment, as if she had been held into someone's arms.

"You little bad egg, where are you going this time?"

He whispered in her ear, face to face.

Celia's face turned red. Other people in the car were looking at her with inquiry.

Besides, he was in public. She didn't know how many people were casting cold glances at her.

So, she immediately felt that he did it on purpose.

His manor was located in the suburb, and there were fewer and fewer people on the fourth tier. Carlos leaned against her shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Celia, don't take the subway again."

Celia didn't move, but just kept silent.

The man leaned on her shoulder and said a word. His warm breath spread on her collarbone, making her hard to deal with.

Carlos proceeded.

"The subway is long and there are many stops at the station. And the air does not circulate. There are all kinds of people at the same time. It's easy to get infected."

Celia could not believe what she had heard

He made some sense, but he was being mean.

"And have to wait in line to buy a ticket. troublesome."

She knew that he never took a subway told her that she was fastidious. When Boris drives fast or slow, he was particular about everything, and subway could not meet with his complaints.

"Celia, let's take the car together."

"I dare not take your car."

His tone was rather cold.

"Why not?"

Celia squinted at him. "Who knows where you will send me to some day?"

The man smiled. She was indeed angry.

Childish temper.

Burying his head in her shoulder, he said. "Be good. Don't be angry."

Angry?

Celia said indifferently. "I dare not."

"Celia, is it because of Sven or..."

He didn't finish his words, but it was obvious.

Celia didn't answer.

Didn't he know that she had been waiting for him?

If she asked, it seemed that she cared a lot about his relationship with other women. In fact, she just didn't like to be deceived.

That's it.

She didn't want to talk to him anymore. There was the answer that she didn't want to hear. Besides, she might be pissed off by him.

The subway arrived at the terminus. Celia got off the car directly. She didn't wait for Carlos as if she didn't see the hand that Carlos reached out to her.

His arm was empty in the air and was completely ignored.

Carlos frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry and followed her slowly.

All of a sudden, Celia discovered that all the subway tickets she carried were gone at the check-in gate.

She instantly understood that it must be that man's trick.

She couldn't go out without a ticket. Even if she were unwilling to go, she had to wait.

Carlos walked very slowly. When he came up in the elevator, there was nobody else.

He smiled when he saw the little woman standing there.

"Celia doesn't like to go with me, does she?"

Celia was irritated by Carlos's words, but she managed to be patient and asked.

"Where is my ticket?"

"I'm just a stranger to you. How could I have your ticket?"

"……"

Instead of going home urgently, he leaned against the wall and looked at her with an evil smile.

"Celia, who am I to you?"

He touched her chin gently with his long fingers, and the fingertips moved and refined, which made his eyes deeper.

"Celia, give me a kiss, and I'll give you the ticket."

Celia couldn't break free from her grip. "Scoundrel!"

Hearing her words, he took the initiative to press her, pinched her chin and kissed her.

"Bastard."

Another kiss.

"You pervert!"

kissed again, making her blush. "Is that all?"

She didn't respond, but only looked at him with a pair of ashamed and angry eyes.

He helped her with evil tricks. "Since you have nothing to say, just call me 'husband'."

She turned her face away. No.

However, her chin was pinched by Carlos, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Call me husband."