Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 63

When she suddenly stood up, Charlie didn't think too much about it.

It turned out that she went downstairs to cook noodles for him...

It was just a trifling matter, but there seemed to be some emotions surging in his deep and dark eyes.

Charlie lowered his eyes. When he raised his head again, his eyes had returned to calm.

"You come just in time. Try it!"

Seeing he was wearing a bathrobe, Wendy put down the noodles, "I didn't cook too much. You haven't eaten for a whole day. It's too late now. If you eat too much, you won't digest it and will feel unwell in your stomach."

"Okay." Charlie pulled out a chair.

He picked up the noodles with chopsticks, and it smelled better.

Charlie was even hungrier. He felt something was stuffed in his chest as he stared at the steaming noodles. It didn’t make him bad but brought him something unusual.

Wendy didn't leave. She sat opposite him and waited obediently like a wife.

When Charlie put down his chopsticks, she got up to clean up immediately.

Wendy washed the bowl and chopsticks and went upstairs later. She pushed the bedroom door open and found Charlie lying on the bed with his head on his one arm. The bathrobe on his body had been taken off, and he was naked inside. The quilt was covered on his waist, and his strong chest was completely exposed in the air. The whole room was filled with virility.

She thought he was asleep.

The moment she gently lay on the bed, she was pulled over by him.

Wendy lay on his chest and got very close to him. The exhaustion in his eyes was even more obvious, even his breathing was full of tiredness.

She asked in a soft voice, "Are you tired?"

"Hmm," Charlie mumbled.

Wendy suddenly thought that he was also fully occupied during a weekend, "In fact, you need to have a good rest, or you will be more tired and fall

"No, I won't," Charlie replied.

Noticing that she didn't believe it, he lifted the corner of his mouth and said in a low tone, "I have a lot of staff in the company to be paid. If I was too tired to fall ill, how can they make a living?"

She even asked him whether he was tired or not. It was really a naive question.

It was not easy to be on the top. If he could stand at the top, he had to pay more. He needed to take control of the big company. He had to think twice before making each decision. Because a small mistake might make him go bankrupt. Other people usually only saw the bright side of him, but they didn't know that he had given up lots of things on the other side.

Wendy was stunned.

Suddenly, she felt that it was not easy for people like him.

The buttons of the pajamas were undone one by one. Wendy felt dizzy, and then there was a cool feeling spreading on her collarbone. She quickly grabbed his hand and said, "You're too tired, we can’ t..."

The answer to her was Charlie's kisses.

Wendy was stiff for a while and soon melted in his kisses.

His slender fingers were moving on her skin. It was hard for her to resist the trembling feeling he brought to her.

The temperature in the room gradually was raising. Both of them seemed to lose control. When she thought they would do it, he suddenly let go of her.

"Uh?"

Wendy looked at Charlie in surprise, who had already returned to his side.

He raised his hand and turned off the light, "I'm not going to do it. Let's sleep!"

"..." Wendy blinked in the darkness.

Just now, he was already...

Charlie turned over and pressed her with his long legs, laughing in a low voice, "Are you disappointed?" "No, I'm not!" Wendy was embarrassed and denied it.

They closed their eyes, and soon they fell asleep. Their breathing was long and peaceful.

Tonight should be the first time that they slept in one bed but didn't do anything, except for that time during her period.

She didn't know that Charlie enjoyed her company more than making love to her.