Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1511

Tina was very thin and her waist was slender. Her skin was white and delicate, which made the dark blue color very obvious.

Wilson's eyes darkened slightly.

After the ointment was absorbed, he took back his hand and wiped it with a tissue next to him.

Tina slowly sat up from the sofa and put on her unbuttoned clothes. She didn't know what medicine he had applied, but the pain at the back of her waist was almost nonexistent.

She turned to look at him.

Wilson leaned against the sofa, folding his legs, and sat in a very lazy position.

When he didn't speak, he looked very gentle and elegant, with a kind of calm and selfrestraint temperament.

Tina was rather surprised. She paused for a moment before asking, "President Chin, how did you know that I was injured?"

Wilson squinted and asked, "Are you flattered?"

"Yes!" Tina nodded. "There are so many reporters, and everyone is excited. I thought you only cared Mona and would not pay attention to me!"

After listening to her words, Wilson asked with a faint smile, "Are you jealous?"

Tina shook her head with a smile and said jokingly, "No. A mistress has no right to be jealous, hasn't she? However, if you are busy and don't need me during the weekend, you can inform me, so that I don't have to stay there alone!"

Wilson raised his eyebrows.

He seemed very satisfied with her answer, but at the same time, he felt a little unhappy.

He didn't know exactly what he was unhappy about.

Wilson grabbed her hand, as soft as her slender waist.

He put the ointment on her hand and said casually, "This is an ointment specially designed for traumatic injury. When you go back, remember to apply it yourself. I don't like women with ugly scars on their bodies!"

Tina held the medicine lightly and could still smell the fragrance of the medicine.

When she was young, her mother had not died of illness. Every time she played happily with the children in the alley, she didn't know that there were scratches on her skin, but as long as she returned home, her mother would always find out the first time.

Then she would very gently apply medicine to her scratches just like what he did just now.

Tina was not hypocritical. She said sincerely, "President Chin, thank you!"

Wilson's eyes narrowed. "That's all?"

Tina was speechless.

Wilson raised his chin slightly, the meaning of which was obvious.

Tina felt helpless.

She could not remain unmoved.

Tina clenched the ointment in her hand and leaned towards him with a red face. She quickly kissed him on the lips.

After that, she wanted to return.

Wilson seemed to be very dissatisfied and felt that it was not enough, so he wrapped her with his long and powerful arms.

He held the back of her head and kissed her again.

He opened his mouth and kissed her deeply.

Tina's struggles and refusal were useless. Her lips were hot and her tongue was numb.

Wilson looked gentle, but in fact, he was very aggressive and domineering. His kiss seemed to swallow her every time.

The kissing became more and more intense, and the hands on her back began to move.

Under such circumstances, Wilson wanted more.

He didn't mind being on the sofa or being in broad daylight. It was just that she had a large bruise on her waist. If they really had sex, it was inevitable that she would be injured again.

This damn self-control in front of her!