Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 152

Wendy's head buzzed.

Charlie even tightened his arm, so that she could clearly feel the hard thing under his belt.

She finally understood the feeling of sitting on pins and needles.

She was stiff and didn't dare to move. The cool wind couldn't cool her boiling blood.

Fearing that he would do something out of line, Wendy took a deep breath. When he was caught off guard, she suddenly jumped up from his leg and said, "The movie seems to be about to start. We have to go to get the tickets first..."

After that, she ran to the cinema in a hurry.

Charlie sat still for a few seconds before he caught up with her. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

After watching the movie, it was almost eleven o'clock when they got home.

The entire residential area was very quiet, and the corridor was also very quiet. Only the lights on each floor lit up with their footsteps.

Wendy walked in the front. When they arrived the top floor, she took out the key from the bag. As soon as she inserted it into the keyhole, her arm was gently pulled from the back, and then her body was pressed against the security door.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and Charlie's kiss came as expected. This kiss was a little intense, and his tongue chased after her tongue.

When she was released, Wendy hurriedly took a big breath. She felt that his hand was raised, as if it touched her ear. Then, there was a sudden chill under her collarbone.

She was stunned, and she could not help but lower her head.

The necklace was lying quietly on her neck, and the diamond was shining with fine light.

In fact, since he took it out by the river, she had been thinking about it all the time. However, he didn't give it to her on purpose. He took revenge and said that he had to think about it. So in the process of watching the movie, she even thought about whether she should steal it from his pocket in the dark...

The key necklace on her collarbone was hanging down, and her heart seemed to be filled with it.

It might be a luxury for others, but it meant a lot to her.

Wendy stroked its corner carefully and said, "Thank you..."

"Don't lose it, and don't give it back to me." Charlie said.

"I know!" Wendy nodded very seriously, as if she had made some kind of promise.

He put his forehead against hers, and in Wendy's line of sight, she saw his eyes and brows at a close range. They were too close, and her eyes were even a little bit out of focus. All she could feel was his hot breath.

Then, he suddenly said, "I want to sleep with you."

"No..." Wendy took a deep breath and shook her head.

"Didn't you feel it when we were by the river?" Charlie went down, with his tall nose against hers. His strong body pressed closer to her, and his eyelashes seemed to be able to touch her face when he blinked his eyes.

The meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Wendy's breathing was trembling.

Up to now, she could still remember the feeling of her hips by the river.

Wendy avoided his sight and bit her lip. "Charlie, you said you would respect me!"

"Hmm." Charlie mumbled.

But his eyebrows were tightly twisted. Was he the one who said these silly words?

Sh*t !

Wendy pushed him and said, "It's late. We have to go to work tomorrow. You should go to bed early..."

"Or, I won't do anything tonight." Charlie didn't want to let go of her, so he continued to persuade her. "I won't touch you or hug you. I won't do anything bad. We just sleep. I want to stay with you, can I?"

Wendy still bit her lip, didn't fall into his trap, and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, his hand wrapped around her waist quickly reached in from under the hem of her clothes.

Feeling his hand, she couldn't help but shout in a low voice, "Stop... Charlie!"

"What are you yelling for!"

Charlie said with a little dissatisfication. He grabbed and scolded as if he was venting his anger. "If you don't let me sleep with you, why can't I touch you to satisfy my desire?"

"..." Wendy was speechless.

After bulling her for dozens of seconds, Charlie reluctantly withdrew his hand, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Wendy didn't dare to look at him anymore. She hurriedly turned around and opened the door.

When she was about to close the door, she couldn't help but look back and saw that he had already walked to the opposite side. The tall figure looked very unhappy, and the action of taking out the key was also very slow. The light over his head was like a layer of shadow.

He was a president of a group who had been living in a high position for a long time, but at this time, he was like a little boy who unhappy because he could not eat candy.

"Er, wait a minute!"

She hesitated and clenched her fists, but she still shouted.

Charlie stopped and turned to look at her in silence.

Wendy came out of the crack of the door and ran quickly to him. She blinked her eyelashes and looked shy. After pinching for a long time, it seemed that she finally had the courage.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

This was the first time that she kissed someone with her own consciousness.

In the past, he had asked her to kiss him, but she only did it under his threat.

After that, her heart was going to explode, and she didn't even dare to look at him. She said in an extremely light voice. "Good night..."

Then, Wendy turned her head and ran back quickly.

Until the door was closed for a long time, Charlie still stood there in a trance, as if he didn't expect her to do such a thing.

He raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows.

After opening the security door and kicking off his shoes, he didn't even wear slippers. He directly walked into the bedroom with bare feet and even didn't take a bath. He just lay flat on the bed. After a while, he put his hands on the back of his head, and his two long legs overlapped.

Under the dim moonlight, he smiled silently.

The next morning, the black Bentley was driving in the morning light.

Farr, who was sitting in the front seat, looked at the rearview mirror every few seconds.

Since he picked up Charlie and got on the car, he found that something was wrong. Charlie had always been cold and resolute, but today, his eyes and eyebrows were very soft, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes.

Jesus!

Farr really could not believe.

Having been with Charlie for so many years, Charlie had always been indifferent and had never showed his emotions easily. But now, he actually touched his lips and laughed alone like a silly boy?

Sure enough, people who were in love could not be understood by normal people's thinking...

The Bentley arrived at Hogg's Group, and all the staff greeted him respectfully along the way.

When he went to the president's office on the top floor, Charlie was not in a hurry to hold the board meeting. Instead, he stayed in the office with Farr, and no one was allowed to disturb them.

Leaning against the high-backed chair, Charlie was smoking thoughtfully.

He flicked cigarette ash into the ashtray and asked in a low voice, "Farr, are you sure this will work?"

"Yes!" Farr's expression was very sure.

Then he scratched his head embarrassingly, cleared his throat, and explained unnaturally, "Ahem, Mr. Hogg, actually, when I was in college, I tried it on my ex-girlfriend..."