Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 114

Do you miss me?

Wendy was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly shook her head.

Charlie seemed to laugh in a low voice, and his voice was a little hoarse, "But I miss you, what should I do?"

Wendy curled up her fingers.

Charlie leaned forward, and his burning breathing came into her ears, "I don't just want to kiss you, but also want to..."

His arms were around her waist, and she knocked into his arms.

She hit her nose. It was very painful, but she was more surprised by his temperature.

"Mr. Hogg..."

Wendy reached out one hand to push him and said, "Charlie Hogg!"

Even though she pushed him away a little bit, his arms were still tightly around her waist, and she couldn't get rid of him. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Feeling that his hands moving on her body slowly, Wendy gritted her teeth and said, "Let me go, or I will shout for help!"

"I remember you once said the same words to me." Charlie frowned, stared at her and said slowly, "I've told you that you could shout whatever you wanted. I like you to cry out! That makes me excited!"

Wendy glared at him and couldn't even say a word.

At this moment, no one came out from nor came to the toilet.

Charlie's palm was already on her back. His fingers pinched the corner of her clothes, and then he pulled down her clothes a little.

Wendy seemed to hear the sound of unbuttoning.

She lowered her head and vaguely saw her breasts.

From Charlie's position, he must see them clearly. Wendy blushed.

"Charlie Hogg, what... what are you going to do?"

Wendy was angry, ashamed and annoyed.

As soon as she finished speaking, the little key pendant hanging on her neck was pinched by his fingertips.

Charlie's eyes were fixed on it. His eyes were half closed and his long eyelashes almost covered his pupils. She could only vaguely see the corners of his lips were slightly upward.

He let go of the little key pendant. She felt his warmth on it.

Charlie didn't do anything more to her. Instead, he raised his hand and patted her on the head.

It was just as a man patted a pet dog.

"Good girl."

Wendy bit her lips after hearing these two words.

It seemed that they were back to the past. He would also say that when he was satisfied. The weight on his body was gone. Charlie took the bottle of water that had been unscrewed by her and walked past her. When he entered into the corridor, Wendy vaguely heard her supervisor's voice. "Mr. Hogg, are you OK? I asked Wendy to come..."

Wendy took a few steps forward and looked at herself in the mirror at close range.

The blush on her face spread to her ears and neck, and she was more like a person who was drunk.

When Wendy returned to the private room, the dinner was almost finished. What puzzled her was that Charlie, who had returned before her, was drunk in just a few minutes. He closed his eyes and put his hand on his forehead.

Such a scene seemed to be familiar to her.

When she went out of the restaurant, the supervisor asked her to send Charlie home again.

Thinking of what happened in the toilet, Wendy refused unless the supervisor agreed to send Charlie home with her. At last, the supervisor compromised and asked a driving service. Then, he got in his car together with Wendy and Charlie.

The driver and supervisor sat in front, Charlie and Wendy sat behind.

Charlie didn't do anything abnormal all the way, so she finally relaxed.

There were not many cars on the road at night, so they arrived at the high-end residential quarter soon. After getting off the car, Wendy and the supervisor held Charlie to his house together.

When the elevator door closed, Wendy reached out her hand and pressed a number. When she turned back, she saw the supervisor looking at her with a confused look. "Supervisor... What's

wrong?"

"Wendy, you're familiar with here?"

"No..."

Wendy's eyes flickered and prevaricated. Fortunately, the elevator arrived soon.

They went straight to the door. The supervisor took out the key from the pocket of Charlie's trousers. After he opened the door and they went in, Wendy dared not to do anything else, for fear of the relationship between Charlie and her would be discovered. She followed the supervisor upstairs to search bedroom.

Under the dim moonlight, the big bed was really eyecatching.

Especially... for Wendy, who had lots of great memories on it.

She didn't know if she was too relaxed. When she put Charlie on the bed, he touched her breasts.

He didn't touch her inadvertently, instead, he grabbed her breasts hard for a few seconds...

Wendy looked at Charlie, only to find that he still closed his eyes, as if he didn't know what he had done to her.

She gritted her teeth and could only endure it!

Fortunately, there was no light on, so the blush on her face could not be seen.

Wendy covered Charlie with the quilt. Then, the supervisor and she quietly went out of the bedroom and closed the door. When they went downstairs, she couldn't help looking in the direction of the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the door, she found there was a strange smell, as if something was scorched, which might come from the kitchen.

Wendy slowed down and moved to the kitchen.

The moonlight shone in through the window, so Wendy could see everything clearly in the kitchen. The messy stove, the pot on the floor, and there seemed to be a black and dirty thing inside...

Wendy remembered that he had called her yesterday to ask how to cook noodles.

The supervisor, who had already been at the door, shouted at her, "Wendy, what are you doing?"

"Wait a moment!" Wendy hurried to follow him.

After closing the door, the whole building fell into silence.

In the darkness, Charlie slowly opened his black eyes.

He swallowed. Even if he drank some wine after kissing her, he could still smell her scent between his lips and teeth. He slightly rubbed his fingers. It seemed that he could still feel her skin.

Charlie took off his strap. He knew what he wanted to do.

He couldn't control himself as he was thinking about her...

In the Hogg's Group In the northern city, there was no heating in this season, but the air conditioner kept the conference room warm. Wendy felt a little hot when she was gasping.

She picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip to moisten her throat.

Wendy looked in the direction of the door. She was very anxious that the supervisor didn't come back after he went out to answer a phone call. There were only Charlie and she in the large room.

Farr, who was standing next to him, could not be totally ignored.

In addition to the noises made by air conditioner, there was only the sound of flipping documents.

Form the corner of her eyes, she could see Charlie's deep eyes were fixed on her, which was quite different from the last time.

"What's the meaning of the expected value of the market will be increased by two percent in this case?"

Wendy swallowed and answered, "I'm not very clear about that. My supervisor can explain to you..."

Charlie paused for a while and suddenly shouted.

"Wendy."