Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 137

"I didn't..." She shook her head in panic.

"So... Are you seducing me?" Charlie narrowed his eyes.

"No..." Wendy felt really wronged, but she was drunk, which made her unable to explain.

Charlie held her hand, wrapped it in his palm and led it all the way down. Magically, the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned one by one as their hands went down. This time, his strong chest was completely exposed to her.

Wendy was stimulated by the scene and felt even more dizzier. When she wanted to look away, Charlie suddenly leaned over and called out her name.

"Wendy."

She couldn't help but be stunned.

This word slipped into her ears without warning, as if a small feather was sweeping through her heart.

No one had ever called her in this kind of tone.

Whether Felix or anyone else who was close to her all just called her name in a normal and friendly tone. It was the first time that someone called her name in this way. This simple name suddenly became somewhat seductive and romantic.

Wendy swallowed, and her chin was gently raised by Charlie. "Wendy, I want to do something bad to you." Her heart suddenly beat faster.

What he meant by this sentence...

Wendy raised her eyes, only to find that his deep and profound eyes were burning with the light of desire, as if they were showing that he wanted to swallow her.

It seemed that he had endured for a long time, so Charlie expressed his eagerness in a very straightforward way. "I want you!"

Wendy only felt that these three words exploded in her brain.

Charlie pressed her on the bed as if he was doing push-ups. He bent his elbows slightly, and his hot breath spread on her eyelashes. "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. If you don't refuse, I'll take it as a yes."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

He began to count the number, but he suddenly quickened in the end. "Three-two-one!"

Wendy was dizzy and couldn't react at all. She looked at him blankly, only to see his thin lips curled into a smile.

Then, the shadow descended.

She was kissed.

When her lips and teeth were opened, Wendy's refusal was replaced by a groan. When her consciousness became more and more blurred, a parabola of clothes flashed in front of her eyes.

Who on earth was flirting...

Out of nowhere, Charlie took out a condom package and bit it open with his teeth.

When he bent over again, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his overbearing and seductive voice echoed in her ears, "Wendy, give yourself to me!"

Wendy was completely intoxicated.

The next morning, Wendy was awakened by the morning light.

The curtains were not closed, and the bright light from the outside filled in. The whole bedroom was brightly lit, including the knitted sweater and trousers on the floor, as well as countless toilet paper balls.

She had a severe headache and felt sore and weak all over the body, as if she had been beaten by someone.

Wendy suddenly sat up because she found that she was not in her own boudoir.

It was typical men's style room, but it was not unfamiliar. After looking around carefully, she was sure that it was Charlie's room opposite to hers. What followed to her mind was the limited- level scene that happened last night.

Like a slide, it replayed in her head.

"Wendy, I want to do something bad to you."

"I want you!"