Purchased A Mr. Right

The night fell.

Wendy took out the remote control and changed the channel, on which there was an advertisement for a condom brand.

It was the same brand as those in the drawer, and the picture of last night instantly appeared in her mind.

What happened last night really killed her. She wanted to throw the condom away when he put it in her hand, but he insisted on asking her to put it on for him.

At last, she almost cried, "I don't know how to do it..."

"It's okay. I can teach you."

Wendy was embarrassed.

She thought that he patiently taught her last night, including all the details. Her fingers moved slightly, and it seemed that she could still feel the hot feeling now...

"Wendy, missing your man..."

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind, and she almost jumped up.

It was her best friend Emily, who was holding a plate filled with fruit. Wendy's face was burning. She bit her lips and denied,"... I don't, it's you!"

"So why do you have strong reactions?" Emily put a piece of apple into her mouth and pointed at Wendy with the fruit fork. She smiled slyly, "And your face was burning. You must be missing your man!" "I don't..." Wendy's eyes flickered with guilt.

"Yes, you do! You can't lie to me." Emily didn't believe her and then bit the crunchy apple.

"I don't want to talk to you!" Wendy muttered and was about to stand up.

"OK, OK. If you don't want to talk to me, just talk to your Mr. Hogg!" Emily said deliberately. Then, she lifted her chin at the window and continued, "I just saw a white Land Rover when I came downstairs. I don't know if it's your man there!"

White Land Rover?

Wendy heard her words and walked to the window.

She opened the curtain and looked down through the glass. There was indeed a white Land Rover that stopped at the side of the road. When she just focused on the plate number, her phone vibrated. She took it out and put it beside her ear.

The quiet male voice sounded, "How long are you going to watch? Come downstairs."

After hanging up, Wendy was stunned for a while. Then she turned around and ran to the door. She grabbed a coat and went downstairs.

When the door closed, she seemed to hear Emily's teasing words.

Wendy went out of the building and found the white Land Rover was very eye-catching in the night. In such an old residential area, it was enough to attract the attention of the neighbors. She lowered her head, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat, "Uh, why are you here..."

Charlie said nothing and only glanced at her.

Wendy licked her lips and continued, "I have my period, so I can't..."

Last night, they had done several times. He said that she would have her period in the coming days, so they should seize the time.

When she woke up this morning, she went to the bathroom. As expected, she had her period. On the way to work, he asked Farr to go to the convenience store to buy a pack of tampons. When he handed her a pink plastic bag to her, she was very embarrassed.

"I know!" Charlie answered. He seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Wendy licked the corner of her mouth and didn't dare to say anything.

When he was about to finish smoking, Charlie continued, "Come and buy some food to my house after work tomorrow. Cook for me."

"Okay..." She nodded meekly.

Charlie didn't answer her for a long time, so Wendy turned to him. He suddenly put his lips on hers.

In the night, the white Land Rover gradually ran out of the old residential area, with the red taillights on.

Wendy touched her red and swollen lips and became speechless.

Did he come here only to tell her that thing?

He could tell her via phone call. On the evening of the next day, Wendy and Charlie arrived home almost at the same time.

As soon as she entered the door and bent over to change her shoes, she heard the sound of turning key. Then the door was opened, and Charlie entered in a black suit.

"I'm going to cook!"

After saying this, Wendy rushed to the kitchen with bags in her hand.

Charlie threw the car key on the shoe cabinet and went upstairs to change his clothes. When he came down, he wore a pair of pink-gray trousers and a round collar T-shirt, looking very casual. He went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and then sat on the sofa to watch TV.

He was just like a husband who was waiting for his wife to prepare dinner.

There was no good program on TV during this period, but he usually watched financial news reports.

Suddenly, a ringtone of the phone sounded.

It was not from Charlie's phone but from the bag next to him.

Because the bag was half-opened, so he could see the screen clearly when it was lit up.

When he saw Felix on it, Charlie suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He stretched out his arm and easily took out her phone with two fingers. He twitched her lips into a thin line. When he turned his head, he could see the slender figure was busy in the kitchen, lowering her neck and putting her hanging hair behind her ears from time to time.

Charlie hung up without thinking.

Then, he opened the call record, deleted the record, and turned off the phone.

As soon as he finished, there were some noises coming from the kitchen.

Next, Wendy, who was wearing an apron, came out with some cowpeas in her hand. She asked him uncertainly, "Er, did my phone ring just now?"

"No." Charlie hid her phone under a pillow.

"Really..." Wendy frowned and added with suspicion, "Did I hear it wrong..."

"Someone answered the phone on TV." Charlie pointed to the TV with the remote control and said calmly.

"Oh..." Wendy nodded.

However, when she looked at the boring financial news on TV, she was still a little confused.

Charlie glanced at her, frowned and urged in a low voice," Go to cook! I'm very hungry!"

"Got it!" Wendy answered in a hurry.

She didn't dare to talk too much, so she hurriedly went back to the kitchen and became busy again.

The sound of cutting vegetables rang rhythmically again. Charlie put her phone back into her bag as if he had never touched it. He crossed his legs and lit up a cigarette. He was shaking his legs lazily while he blew out the white smoke.

An hour later, Wendy brought four dishes and one soup to the table.

There were meat and vegetables, and the amount was just enough for the two of them. Moreover, she also prepared a delicious mushroom soup.

She told Charlie the dinner was ready. He came over with one hand in his pocket, pulled out the chair, and sat opposite her.

Wendy put a bowl of rice in front of her, and then, just like him, she pulled out the chair and sat down.

However, it seemed that he raised his eyebrows from time to time.

After several times, Wendy couldn't hold back and asked, "... What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Charlie glanced at her and kept eating with chopsticks. After he chewed the beef and swallowed it, he said slowly, "I just feel happy."