Purchased A Mr. Right

His words seemed to have touched the bottom of her heart.

Wendy's breath trembled. She thought that she had provoked him and nervously looked at him. But she didn't find any displeasure between his eyebrows. His eyes were dark and deep, like a well. Her hand was suddenly caught by him, and her whole body was pulled to him.

Wendy was in an embarrassing posture that she squatted down in front of him like a puppy.

She wanted to stand up, but he pressed her forehead with his index finger to push her back easily. His face was approaching hers. They were so close that they were in an awkward position. Charlie blew out his breathing to her and asked, "Only happy birthday?"

Wendy was a little embarrassed, "I'm going to cook you a bowl of birthday noodle?"

"I've already eaten," Charlie said in a tough tone.

"Uh." Wendy thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "How about I sing you a birthday song?"

"Huangmei opera version?" Charlie raised his eyebrows.

"No..." Wendy was more embarrassed.

She was only good at a few selections of Huangmei opera, but she had never practiced a birthday song in the way of singing Huangmei opera...

Charlie pursed his lips and stared at her closely. He put his wrists on his knees and said, "You really didn't prepare anything for me?"

If he remembered correctly, Farr had reminded her of his birthday in the car a week ago.

After so many days, she should have enough time to prepare something for him.

There were many people who sent gifts to his birthday every year. Most of the time, Charlie would pay no interest to them. Some of the gifts were even unopened and kept in the warehouse for several years. However, he didn't know why he really wanted to receive her gifts this year. He didn't have such kind of expectation for a long time.

"Yes..." Wendy nodded her head.

Seeing that his face darkened, she added, "I'm sorry."

"Forget it!" Charlie shouted with a low voice. Then he suddenly stood up from the sofa and said fiercely, "Take a shower and sleep!" Wendy felt a little scared.

She could imagine that he would not let her go easily later on the bed.

Wendy took a deep breath and stood up, too. Beside her was a tea table. Her bag hidden in the back knocked to the table, and the things in the bag were squeezed out and fell down to the floor with a bang. Afraid of being discovered by him, she hurried to pick it up. However, it was too late. Charlie stretched out his long arm to grasp one thing and asked, "What's this?"

"Uh..." Wendy faltered.

Charlie weighed the small box in his hand. It was slightly larger than his palm. Because it was wrapped with brown kraft paper, he could not see what was inside.

He suddenly thought of something and raised his eyebrows, "A gift for me?"

Wendy didn't answer but put on an embarrassed look.

Since things had already reached this point, she could only watch he tearing apart the kraft paper. Her heartbeat was faster due to nervousness.

The box was opened, there was an electric shaver in it.

Charlie also raised his hand and said with joy, "Didn't you say that you didn't prepare anything?"

Wendy's eyelashes trembled, and she awkwardly muttered, "The bags that Farr carried in just now were filled with famous brands, and I even saw a car key. How could I have the courage to give this to you..." She hesitated for a long time and finally decided to buy a gift for him.

She called her best friend who recommended a lighter or a shaver. The former one was usually a gift from love, so she chose the latter. She went to the mall to buy it at lunchtime.

After saying that, Wendy raised her head and happened to meet his deep eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were still as deep as an ancient well, but there were a few lights in it. The lights were too strange for him but also eyecatching, making other people want to explore what is in his eyes, but also making them sink into his eyes deeply.

Wendy moved her eyes away. Her mind was in a mess.

She pretended to be calm and stood up, trying to change the topic, "This is a brand from our own country. I've never bought this kind of thing, and I don't understand it. The shop assistant recommended it for me, and I don't know if you like it or not..."

As she was explaining, she stretched out her hand and wanted to show him how to use it.

However, before her fingertips could touch it, he suddenly avoided her.

"Don't touch, it's mine!"

Charlie frowned and turned half of his body to aside.

Wendy was slightly stunned. She did not expect that he would avoid her. She opened her mouth and saw that he was holding the shaver in his hand and walked upstairs, leaving her only a view of his back. While he was going upstairs, he kept his head down.

After taking a shower, Wendy lay on the bed. A few minutes later, he pulled her over and pressed on her body. He kissed her deeply, and she collapsed under his body.

The package of the condom was thrown to the ground. Charlie looked down at her and said, "Call my name."

"Well, Charlie Hogg..."

Wendy licked her lips and did as she was told obediently.

Because he said that she was the first one to call his full name except for his parents, she felt that the tip of her tongue was trembling.

Charlie's eyes turned redder, "One more time!"

"Charlie Hogg..."

"Go on!"

"Charlie Hogg..."

The next morning, when Wendy woke up, she felt that her waist was sore and her legs hurt.

Her voice was a little hoarse as well. She could not remember how many times she had called his name last night. She did not know what he wanted to do, but every time she called out, the redness in his eyes would grow.

She washed her face with cold water. When she put the towel back, she was shocked.

The shaver she gave him last night was placed on the washstand, and the old one was thrown into the trash can.

Wendy's eyes moved from them and felt unbelievable.

If she was not wrong, his old shaver was imported and its price was much more expensive than the one from her...

When they went downstairs, the black Bentley had already parked before the building.

The car moved slowly in rush hour. The men in the car were busy along the way. Farr, sitting in the front, held a document and an iPad in his hands, and respectfully reported the schedule and arrangement of the entire day to Charlie.

Charlie kept stroking his chin with his hand. Nobody knew he was intentional or not,

His chin was clean, without stubble.

Wendy thought of the imported shaver thrown in the trash can. She moved her eyes back and looked through the window.

When they arrived at the office building where Wendy was working, Farr opened the car door for her. She thanked him and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Charlie suddenly stopped her.

Wendy stopped and looked at him doubtfully,"... What's the matter?"

Charlie didn't say anything but leaned towards her upper body. His face was approaching, then, without warning, he kissed her.

It was a gentle kiss. His lips pressed on hers for a while and withdrew.

His movements were so quick that Wendy did not even have time to react.

Charlie returned to his seat with a small curl on his thin lips, "I like it very much."

The black Bentley ran away slowly, and it didn't take long for it to join the flow of cars and became unclear.

Wendy blinked her eyes. After getting out of the car, she had been standing in the same place with a blushing face. Although he knew what he meant by "like it", it was really like an interaction between lovers. God, why was she in a daze?