Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 148

"What?"

The officer's serious face twisted a little..

However, since he had been a professional for many years, he was able to quickly regain his expression and maintained a professional attitude, "I'm sorry to interrupt you and your girlfriend, sir. You can't park here for a long time!"

"Good." Charlie nodded with satisfaction.

The officer continued, "Please drive your car away quickly. You can go home if you want to canoodle with your girlfriend!"

Wendy hided in Charlie's arms. She was so shy that she even couldn't wait to fly away with the wind...

Not daring to look at the officer, she lowered her head and quickly rushed to the car, wanted to get in. Perhaps because she was too anxious, when she lifted her leg, her knee hit the wheel, and she got cramp in an instant.

Charlie held on to her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Seeing that the officer also looked over, Wendy shook her head in a hurry to show that she was okay.

She tried to keep going, but she still staggered.

She took a break, and when she was about to lift her leg again, she was suddenly held up and carried by Charlie. She could only put her hands on his neck and shoulders. "Charlie, you don't have to do this..." Wendy struggled in embarrassment, but it didn't help.

He didn't let go until he put her on the car seat. She secretly looked at the officer. When the officer turned and left, he was still looking at her from the corner of his eye.

So embarrassing...

Charlie straightened up and suddenly shouted, "Officer."

The police officer stopped and looked back in confusion.

"Sir, is there anything else wrong?"

Wendy also looked up in confusion and saw the corner of Charlie's mouth moving. He warned in a low voice, "Remember not to look at other people's girlfriends like this again in the future, or you may be beaten!"

This time, she completely buried her head in her knees and did not dare to look up again.

The white Land Rover went away, leaving only the exhaust behind.

The police officer were standing in the same place and was stuck dumb by his words.

The road lights were on, and the room was filled with the fragrance of rice.

As soon as Wendy got home, she went into the kitchen and began to cook. About an hour later, she cooked four dishes. She also cooked an egg soup with the eggs that left when she fried balsam pear. She asked Charlie to come to dinner. Charlie came over after putting down a cigarette.

During the whole meal, Wendy kept her head down, and tried to avoid to have eye-contact with Charlie as much as possible.

The silence lasted for a long time. Suddenly, Charlie's hand paused.

Wendy couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with theses dishes?"

"No, they all taste very good." Charlie started to eat again.

"Well." Wendy said in a low voice.

After a brief collision with his line of sight, Wendy quickly lowered her eyes again.

Charlie raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you shy?"

On the way back, she did not say anything, and she went into the kitchen as soon as she returned home. Until now, she still rarely had eye contact with him directly, and even her ears turned red suspiciously. "No..." Wendy's eyes flickered.

Charlie narrowed his eyes and asked slowly, "Why is your face so red all the time? You don't dare to look at me?"

"I didn't!" Wendy denied it in a hurry.

She braced herself to lift her eyes to look at him, but she didn't hold on for two seconds. Then she pretended to pick up the food and escaped in a panic.

Charlie laughed undisguisedly. He deliberately raised his thin lips and teased her. "You're so shy. Haven't you ever been in a relationship with anyone before?"

However, Wendy lowered her head even lower when she heard that.

After a long time, she made a muffled sound, "Yes..."

She was twenty-four years old this year and had never been in a relationship with any boy. When she was in college, almost everyone had a wonderful love relationship. Even her best friend, Emily, had a boyfriend who had been in love with her for many years. But she put all her attention on the unrequited love with Felix.

Now it seemed to be a little shameful to be mentioned by him like this.

She stole a glance at Charlie and saw a hint of joy in his eyes, which made her feel even more depressed.

After swallowing the braised pork in her mouth, she couldn't help asking, "Charlie, what about you? How many times have you been in a relationship..."

At the moment when she asked, Wendy actually felt a little regretful.

She felt that she was also like other women. She couldn't help but wonder how many girlfriends he had had before, or whether they were beautiful or not. "..." Charlie was silent.

"Why don't you answer me?" Wendy couldn't help biting her lip.

Charlie slightly pursed his lips.

"Many times?" Wendy frowned, and her chest was a little stuffy. She felt that she was asking for trouble. "Is it countless? Or you can't even remember it yourself how many exes you have?" Charlie gritted his teeth. After a while, he said stiffly, "Same as you."

Wendy blinked her eyes, same like her...

So he had never had a girlfriend before?

She swallowed and her expression was dull. "You've been single for so many years?"

"Yes."

"... Really?"

"Yes."

After Charlie lowered his voice, he put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, and his expression was a little unnatural. He looked at the corners of Wendy's mouth moving, and she seemed to be about to ask again. He was a little flustered. "Are you enough?"

Wendy bit her chopsticks and looked at him timidly.

So... She was his first love.

Thinking of what he had said before, she was the first one who called his full name; she was the first woman who made him fight with others. Now, she was his first girlfriend...

Wendy stopped, and the joy in her heart was blown up.

After taking a deep breath, she deliberately said, "Then how could you laugh at me just now!"

"Shut up!" Charlie shouted.

"Well..." Wendy shrank her shoulders.

However, her eyes shined, and she couldn't help but whisper, "I'm telling the truth!"

Seeing the corner of Charlie's mouth twitching, Wendy hurriedly lowered her head and ate.

After dinner, she packed up their bowls and chopsticks and went to the kitchen. When she just turned on the tap, Charlie came in and said that her cell phone was ringing.

Wendy wiped her hands, and walked quickly to the living room to get her mobile phone. It was from her grandmother. After going back home, she actually forgot to call the old lady to report her safety. She dialed back and chatted with her grandma on the phone for a long time before hanging up.

When she returned to the kitchen, Charlie was still there.

In the warm yellow light, he was wearing a white shirt. His sleeves were rolled up and his strong forearms were exposed.

The bowls and chopsticks in the pool had all been washed clean and arranged neatly.

Wendy looked at it and asked in shock, "Er... Did you wash it?"

"Yes." Charlie answered calmly.

Wendy swallowed her saliva and was still in a look of disbelief. Suddenly, Charlie strode over, leaned over, grabbed her by the waist, and carried her on his shoulder. Then he strode to the bedroom.