Purchased A Mr. Right novel 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.

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.