Charlie put the diamond ring firmly on her ring finger, picked up the coffee cup, and walked out of the pantry.
When they reached the door, Charlie stopped and called, "Farr!"
"Mr. Hogg!" Farr immediately ran over.
Charlie glanced sternly at the corner of his eyes inside the pantry and said in a deep, expressionless voice, "Now, publish a new rule immediately. Staff will not be able to chew the crap, and if someone does, he or she will be fired! Make sure every mailbox gets it!"
"Yes!" Farr nodded.
And the female employees in the pantry didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Charlie didn't let go of her hand until they were back in his office, stretching out his index finger of the hand that held the coffee cup and said, "Wendy, continue to brush on Twetter on the couch. I'm going to finish those documents."
Wendy closed the door behind her, flush with her gaze was his broad shoulder.
She finally understood why he suddenly wanted her to make coffee for him, and why he asked her to take off the ring. It turned out that it's not about the ring, he was just trying to make the scene in the pantry. Wendy was also clear that he did it on purpose.
He had seen through her heart, but he did not say anything. Instead, he used the most direct way to shut those people's mouths.
Warmth flowed in her heart for a while. How could she not be moved? She did not go to the couch, but took two steps forward and hugged his sturdy waist from the back.
Wendy's soft voice cried, "Charlie..."
Charlie stopped and let her hold him for two seconds. Then he turned around, with a cup of coffee in his hand.
His deep, restrained eyes gazed down at her, four eyes were gazing at each other, without the need to say anything else, the love was already pouring out. Wendy's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and kiss his thin lips.
Charlie raised his eyebrows silently. When her lips were about to leave him, he grabbed her with his arms and deepened the kiss.
In the spacious office, there was no sound for a while.
With her back leaning against the door, Wendy was a bit lost in thought as he kissed her. She was shocked to find that her hands somehow pulled his shirt out of the waistband of his pants, many folds, and her own collar was ripped open quite a bit.
As for the coffee cup, most of it had been spilled on the carpet.
The room was filled with love, with the strong scent of coffee. At this moment, Wendy's feet suddenly left the ground and she was dragged by his big hands and held up, and his kisses became more intense.
"Charlie, don't..."
Wendy finally made a sound and panicked to remind him.
Charlie seemed to have just regained consciousness from his lust, with his high nose resting on top of hers, each roll of his Adam's apple bringing a heavy gasp, and his dark eyes closed in an effort to suppress the blood rushing through his body.
A few seconds later, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you still seducing me?"
"I didn't..." Wendy felt extremely wronged.
"I still haven't finished those documents. If you continue to look at me like this, then I won't be able to control myself and will punish you here!" Charlie held half of her face with his big hands, and every word was like a flame.
"Don't!" Wendy was embarrassed, so she hurriedly lowered her head.
Charlie lowered his head and took two deep breaths at her neck, then let go of her. He took the coffee with little left and turned to walk to the desk.
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