She was the only one.
Wendy hurriedly lowered her eyes and dared not to look at him again.
However, she still couldn't control her fast heartbeats.
Simon, who was sitting on the opposite side, had already stood up. The girl in his arms was coquettish with some impatience on her face, "Charlie, what's your plan? Go upstairs to get a room, or go home?"
From his words, he was going to make love to the girl in his arms...
Wendy understood and withdrew her eyes.
Charlie answered calmly, "Go home."
After that, Wendy was dragged up from the sofa by him.
After getting out of the bar, there was a driver waiting in front of the white Land Rover and opened the door for them.
Charlie looked a little drunk, but he walked steadily. He leaned against Wendy all the way, so that when they got off the car, one of her shoulders was numb.
When they got home, she went to take a shower first. When she came out, she went downstairs and made a glass of honey water. When she returned to the bedroom, Charlie had already taken a shower and came out. He was lying on the bed with his head on one arm.
He wrapped a towel around his waist, and there seemed to be drops of water on his chest. Under the light, he was really attractive.
Wendy walked over and put the cup on the bedside table next to him.
Then, she supposed to walk to the other side of the bed, however, Charlie grabbed her wrist and easily pulled her to the other side across his body. Then he put his hand on her waist.
Wendy took a deep breath. She was forced to put her chin on his shoulder.
She looked up at Charlie.
He closed his deep eyes all the time. The light cast a shadow on his nose. His thin lips were slightly pursed. He seemed to be a little tired.
"You're heartless. I was so tired last night that my waist was almost broken!"
Wendy suddenly remembered what he had said in the club, and her ears turned red.
What they were going to do next would also make him tired...
His finger was circling on her skin. Wendy licked her lips and kindly reminded, "Er, if you're too tired tonight, we can do it tonight..."
"Too tired?" Charlie suddenly opened his eyes.
Wendy was scared by the brightness in his eyes and immediately regretted it. "What I mean is..."
"I'll let you know whether I'm tired or not?"
Charlien gritted his teeth and didn't give her the chance to speak again. He rode on her body and tore off their clothes.
It seemed that he wanted to prove he was not tired, so he did not let her go until midnight.
The result of excessive indulgence was that Wendy felt as if she stepped on cotton. She felt she was floating when walking.
They seemed to have s*x too frequently...
On the bus, she searched for the influences of excessive indulgence on her phone. It was really embarrassing and panic.
When she arrived at the hospital, she found that grandma had recovered very well, and her face was ruddy. She could go downstairs for a walk without the nurse's help.
Wendy held grandma back to the ward. Grandma said to her, "Wendy, I want to go back to the countryside for a few days."
"Go back to the countryside?" Wendy was surprised.
"Yes." Grandma nodded, sighed, and said, "I dreamed of your grandpa last night. I miss my life in the countryside with him. I've been in the hospital for more than a year. I'm really tired of living here!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Purchased A Mr. Right