Wendy had to pull out a tissue and hand it over to Charlie.
But she didn't expect that Charlie would be so bold as to grab her hand directly and touch her palm with his rough finger.
Not only was there Larry, but also Ryan was still watching...
Wendy glanced at Charlie in embarrassment, pulling back her hands in a hurry and putting it behind her back.
Fearing that Charlie would come up with all sorts of demands next, she got up with Larry and excused herself. "Well, you two take your time fishing, I'll take Larry to walk around in the front..."
After Wendy and Larry left, only Charlie and Ryan were left under the umbrella.
Charlie slowly finished his meal and put down his lunchbox, then focused on fishing like Ryan next to him.
Charlie moved the fishing rod in his hand and suddenly said slowly, "Mr. Ye, you seem to be particularly interested in my area."
How could Ryan not understand the meaning behind Charlie's words? First, he was shocked by Charlie's perceptiveness, and then he smiled and did not escape the subjet. Similarly, he gave a meaningful response, "Everyone likes good girls." "Heh heh." Charlie let out two soft chuckles.
Since Charlie had already brought it up, Ryan paused for a moment before taking the initiative to say, 1 feel that it's not gentlemanly behavior to use a child to tie up her."
"I never considered myself a gentleman." Charlie curled his lips and narrowed his deep eyes, looking at the float on the river. "However, there are a lot of things that you understand too superficially, you think it's a tie, but you don't know that it's her inner choice. Actually, it's just like fishing, the bait is there for the willing to take."
"Well, it seems I got one."
Suddenly, Charlie raised his eyebrows and said.
Indeed, ripples could be seen on the surface of the river, and he threw his arm back and lifted his rod, and a lively fish was caught at once.
Charlie looked sideways and said meaningfully, "Mr. Ye, as I said, the bait is there for the willing to take!"
When Charlie caught a big fish again, Wendy just happened to come back with Larry.
"Daddy, you've caught a fish!"
After seeing it, Larry ran up excitedly.
Charlie couldn't hide his complacency. He raised his eyebrows at her and said, "Wendy, come and see how big it is?"
"It's quite big..." Wendy nodded sincerely.
When she looked to the side again, she asked in surprise, "Ryan, haven't you caught one yet?"
"Not yet." Ryan shook his head awkwardly. There seemed to be a big difference from last time, things were different. Charlie had a lazy look in his eyes, and his bucket was so full of fish! On the contrary, Ryan, who was adept at fishing, didn't catch a single one today.
Wendy could not help comforting Ryan. "It may be a little windy today, not too good for fishing!"
"It could be!" Ryan pushed up his spectacles.
Wendy was afraid that Ryan would feel uncomfortable, so she walked over and said, "Ryan, I'll get you some more bait, and you can put in two more, I think that will attract fish more easily!"
"Okay!" Ryan smiled and pulled his fishing rod up.
Wendy squatted down. Just as she was about to help Ryan hang up the bait, Charlie suddenly said, "Larry doesn't seem to feel well."
"Not feeling well?" She was shocked.
Turning her head to look over, and sure enough, Larry, who had been playing with the fish, was holding his hands over his stomach, and the features on his small, pink face were twisted together in pain.
Wendy hurried forward and asked worriedly, "Sweety, what's wrong? Are you having a stomachache?"
Larry lowered his head and groaned in discomfort.
Seeing this, Wendy was even more panicked. She subconsciously turned to look at Charlie and unconsciously grabbed his arm. "Charlie, what should I do? Larry seems to have a stomachache!"
"Don't worry." Charlie put down his fishing rod. He looked down at his son and said in a calm voice, "Maybe it's because of the river wind, and he just drank too much cold water. Let's take him to the indoor lounge now and ask the waiter for some hot water and medicine!"
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