Unlike the past, Wendy took the initiative to hug him this time.
She buried her face on his chest, and her hands were crossed on his back. She hugged him tightly, and there was almost no gap between them.
Charlie's body froze.
His hand, which was going to take out a cigarette, stopped in the air. He looked at the girl who suddenly rushed to him and raised his eyebrows silently. Then he hugged her back slowly, with his palms putting on her back and waist.
Wendy's face pressed against his chest, and she was breathing on it.
She could hear his steady and powerful heartbeats clearly.
The water in the pot started to boiling, but Wendy didn't want to loosen her hands. She just wanted to feel more warmth from him. After a long time, until his calm voice sounded in her ears, "If you don't let me go, I want more."
"..." Wendy blushed.
"Really?" Charlie's palms went down.
Feeling something protruding, Wendy let go of him in a panic. Her face seemed to be swollen worse, and her ears were hot.
Charlie put his two arms on the countertop and then leaned over to circle her. He controlled her in his arms and said, "I don't mind doing more exercises, but your best friend..."
"Don't!" Wendy pushed him, and dared not to look at him, "I'm going to cook the eggs. You can stay out..."
When she turned around, the eggs in the pot were rolling.
The steam rose up, and she felt someone bit her neck.
He bit gently, which made her itchy. Wendy touched her neck and felt there was a teeth mark and some saliva on it. In her sight, Charlie was walking lazily out of the kitchen.
When Wendy took out the eggs and put it on the towel, there was a sound coming from the door.
It was Emily who had been out before. She seemed to have done it on purpose. When she changed her shoes, making some noises loudly. She waited for a while and went in.
Emily ran to the kitchen with the breakfast. She looked at Wendy, who was turning off the stove fire, and then at Charlie, who was flicking smoking ash in the living room. She blinked her eyes and said, "Have you guys finished?"
"..." The eggs in Wendy's hand almost fell to the floor.
"So fast!" Seeing Wendy's blushing face, Emily thought that she had admitted it.
Wendy was embarrassed and was about to deny it, but she heard Emily continued, "But it seems that it hasn't been an hour since I left. Including the foreplay, Mr. Hogg is not very durable..."
Wendy covered her mouth.
This time, the eggs fell to the floor and broke.
Wendy had no time to pick them up. She whispered in a low voice, with shy and embarrassment, for fear of being heard by Charlie in the living room, "Emily, lower your voice! Don't talk that anymore..."
She stayed in the kitchen for a long time then came out.
Charlie just came out of the living room with the car key and phone in his hand.
"Uh, Emily bought soybean milk and fried dough sticks. Do you want some?" Wendy didn't dare to look at him, and her eyes kept moving.
"No, thanks." Charlie shook his head and waved his phone, "Farr called me just now. We need to see a customer."
"Oh..." Wendy nodded.
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