Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 131

Wendy's eyes followed his hand, and her face gradually turn red.

Since she had already begun, she couldn't stop now. She had no choice but to untie his belt. The sound of unbuckling echoed in the room, followed by the sound of unzipping his pants...

"You don't need to take off my briefs."

Charlie's calm male voice suddenly sounded.

Wendy, who was holding her breath, was shocked and gnashed,"... I know!"

Who was going to take off his briefs?

Finally, she finished and threw his pants to his jacket and shirt. Wendy seemed to feel difficult to breathe.

When she looked up at him again, there was only a pair of briefs left on his body, which wrapped his scooped hips.

Wendy's face turned redder than ever.

Oh my god!

She had never taken off clothes for a man...

Wendy kept taking deep breaths to help herself stay calm. She told herself that she did that because he had a fever. Just like what the supermarket staff had said, that was an effective method to lower his temperature.

Just treated him as a child! However, how could a child had such a good figure. Even if he was lying on the bed, the outlines of his muscles could be clearly seen.

She felt that if she knocked on his muscles, there would be a bang.

She opened the bottle and put a swab into the liquid. The smell of alcohol instantly permeated in the air.

Charlie stared at her with his deep and dark eyes. He moved his lips and reminded her, "Make sure you have wiped every inch of my skin. Otherwise, it won't work."

"Got it!" Wendy muttered.

Sitting by the bed, she bent over and began to wipe him carefully.

From chest to armpits...

From arms to palms...

From thigh to ankle...

Although she was very careful, she inevitably touched his bronze skin from time to time. The heat from his body burned her fingertips, made her tremble, and touched her heart.

After using half a bottle of alcohol, Wendy finally wiped all his skin that exposed in the air. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, it's done!"

It seemed to be really effective. His temperature had lowered down a lot.

However, his naked body was too attractive. Wendy hurriedly pulled the quilt and wanted to cover him.

Unexpectedly, before she could cover him, she was pulled down by him.

He pulled Wendy to his body, and then put his arms around her waist. His face buried in her neck.

"Hey! Charlie..."

She shouted in a low voice, but he didn't move a little. Only his hot breathing was blown into her ears.

Sweats appeared on her forehead. Wendy raised her head shyly and found that his deep eyes were closed at this time, as if he didn't know what he had done to her, and the lines of his relaxed chin made him look innocent.

She wanted to vent her anger, so she struggles to get out of the bed.

Looking at his arms that pushed open by her, Wendy frowned and said to herself, "Did he really fall asleep?"

She straightened her wrinkled sweater and complained about him in her mind.