Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 88

After walking along the riverside for more than ten minutes, Wendy noticed that he always kept a distance from the river.

Thinking of that she had once taken him out of the river, she tilted her head to look at him and ask, "You really don't know how to swim?"

"Yes." Charlie nodded. He kept silent for two seconds and added, "When I was a child, I got drowned by accident."

So it left him a shadow?

"Where did you get drowned?" Wendy blinked with curiosity.

"The bathtub." Charlie said in a deep voice.

Wendy wanted to control her expression, but she failed.

Although he was a child at that time, he had been afraid of water since he was drowned in the bathtub, which was so inconsistent with his current role, the CEO of a big company.

Charlie narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth, "Stop laughing!"

Wendy tried hard to hold back her laughter, but she was totally out of control. He pulled her into his arms with a dark face and kissed her deeply, swallowing all her laughter, "I said stop."

"Okay, okay..." Wendy kept nodding her head and looked around to see if there was anyone else who noticed them.

Here was different from the city. If anyone saw their intimate behaviors, they could not go out for the next few days, because people would gossip about them.

After letting go of her, Charlie stood still. The cigarette in his hand was almost burnt to the end of the sponge, but he didn't smoke it again. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Uh, what are you looking at?" Wendy was puzzled.

Charlie glanced at her lazily and said slowly, "I'm researching a good place to s*x outdoors."

"..." Wendy almost jumped up.

"But no good place here." Charlie said with a slight pity in his tone.

Why this man always thought about s*x!

Wendy couldn't talk with him anymore. Looking at the smoke rising from the bungalow not far away, she changed the topic in a hurry, "Let's go back. We’ ve been out for a long time. I’m worried about grandma when she was alone at home!"

When they returned home, grandma had taken medicine and fallen asleep.

Wendy looked at the time and began to prepare lunch. She brought two kinds of vegetables from the kitchen to the yard and started to deal with them.

She carried a small stool and sat on it. She always felt that someone was moving at the door. It seemed that he was secretly looking inside. Wendy frowned, but she didn't think much about it. Most of the people in the countryside were familiar with each other. Maybe they just looked around curiously when passing by, especially when there was a big car parked in front of the door, which was really attractive.

After dealing with the vegetables, she washed them up and went to the kitchen.

When she looked up inadvertently, she saw Charlie leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen. He was very tall and it seemed that he would reach the doorframe if he raised his head a little higher.

Wendy cut all the vegetables and looked up, only to find that his eyes were still fixed on her.

It seemed that because there were only the two of them in the kitchen, his eyes were completely focused on her.

Under his gaze, Wendy really couldn't be herself. She almost put the wrong seasonings into the pot several times. Finally, after frying the vegetables, she added some water and covered the pot with a wooden lid. She checked the cabinet and said, "There's no soy sauce. I'm going to buy one!"

But when she got up, she was worried again. The wood- burning stove, unlike the gas or electric cooker, needed someone to add firewood from time to time.

"Charlie, can you help me look at the stove?" Wendy had to turn to the only living thing in the kitchen.

"Okay." Charlie didn't refuse and walked over.

Wendy handed him a fan, brought a small stool for him, pointed at the stove and said, "You can sit here. If the fire begins to die down, you can fan like this, and then add some firewood..."