Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 190

Wendy was stunned.

She was sure that she could really feel Charlie's tongue.

Moreover, it seemed that he was trying to open her teeth in the process of serious artificial respiration... Wendy suddenly raised her head, fell on the grass, and covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Hmm..."

Charlie, who was lying on the ground unconsciously, finally opened his eyes and sat up.

Wendy glared at him, and her face was red with embarrassment. However, Donna and Simon were around, so she couldn't vent her anger on him.

Donna hurried over and said, "Ah? Charlie, you finally wake up!"

"Yes! We're so worried about you!" Simon, who was indicated by her eyes, also echoed her. In the end, Donna deliberately looked at Wendy with a calm face. "Right, Miss Lim?"

Wendy's face turned redder. Even if the wind blew, she felt hot.

She stood up in a panic, patted the grass on her body, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going to roast meat!"

Looking at her escaping figure, Donna laughed and walked to her nephew. She stretched out her foot and kicked Charlie's leather shoes. She teased, "Mr. Hogg, you're such a big boss of a group. Isn't it a little childish for you to use such a trick?"

"It seems a little bit!" Simon echoed.

Charlie ignored them.

He raised his hand and touched his thin lips, it seemed that Wendy's warmth was still on them. A meaningful smile from the corner of his lips reached to the bottom of his eyes.

The tent had been erected, and the meat on the grill began to give off a fragrant scent.

Charlie's clothes were wet because of this little accident, so he went back to change his clothes.

Watching his tall figure leaving, Wendy took a sigh of relief.

There were a lot of ingredients for BBQ, meat, vegetable and so on. She put them on the rack. She used to cook BBQ when she was in college, so it was not very difficult for her. The ingredients were all pickled, all she needed to do was to smear some oil and add some condiments.

Throughout the whole process, Donna squatted on the edge of the barbecue grill, getting ready to eat the food that was roasted.

"The food here is really fresh. Let alone vegetables, the taste of meat is incredible! We can't eat it in the city at all!" While biting the beef, Donna sighed.

In the blink of an eye, she found that there were only a few iron sticks in the plate, and Wendy had been busy standing in front of the grill. She felt a little sorry. She got up and walked over, wanting to help. "Wendy, what can I do for you? Sprinkling these on the squid?"

As she said that, she grabbed some onion and coriander and threw them on the grill.

"Uh, auntie, don't put all of them on!" Wendy saw it from the corner of her eye and almost blurted out, "Charlie didn't like eating coriander..."

Only when she noticed a different atmosphere did she realize what she had said.

And Charlie, who had gone to change clothes before, was walking towards her with one hand in his pocket, and his deep eyes were staring at her. The grassland here was empty and not soundproof. He must have heard it just now...

"Wow!" Donna raised her eyebrows and shot a glance at Simon next to her. "Little beast, do you think it's a little unnecessary for us to stay here?"

Wendy's white face turned red again. She bit her lip and said, "Auntie, if you say that again, I will go back..."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Seeing this, Donna could only stop. "I just made fun of you. It's not a big deal. You're too shy! Hurry up, roast two chicken wings for me. It's so delicious. The house owner said that these are all local chickens!"

Wendy nodded, took a few sets of chicken wings and necks and put them on the grill, then she oiled them.

Charlie came up to her. "Are these all done?"

"Yes..." Wendy nodded. "Smell good." Charlie picked up the plate.

"Hmm..." She nodded again.

She didn't dare to look up at him, because she would always recall the artificial respiration and his tongue just now.

"Are these ready? Let me have a try" Donna saw the food and immediately reached out her hand.

Charlie frowned, as if the roast food had been eaten by his aunt. Wendy, who was standing in front of the grill, had not stopped toasting. Even if the night wind was cold, there was sweat on her forehead. "Auntie, please don't eat too much," he said.

"Why?" Donna, who was struggling on the chicken wings, was unhappy. She looked at Wendy and instantly understood. She asked with a faint smile, "What's wrong?"

Charlie remained silent.

Wendy, who was next to him, couldn't stand it anymore, so she found an excuse. "The rest will be ready soon. I'm going to call Dr. Chin to come to eat first!"

After that, she dropped her fan and ran towards the tent.

"Dr. Chin, it's all done. Let's go and eat while it's hot."

Simon was making a phone call with one hand on his waist. It seemed that the call had not been connected yet, he was a little angry. When he heard Wendy's voice, he said, "Okay, I'll be right there!" Then, he poked the phone screen again.

When Wendy turned around and was about to go, she heard him exasperated. "Emily, try hanging up my phone again!"

Wendy silently went back, thinking that Simon must have been calling her best friend, Emily.

Emily and Simon.....

Why did she inexplicably feel that the two of them were well-matched?

Wendy went back to the grill and was shocked by the scene in front of her. Donna took a branch in her hand and was running after her nephew angrily.

Of course, Charlie couldn't fight back. He seemed to be afraid that Donna's high heels would sprain her feet, so he didn't move fast. Thus, he had been hit twice in the blink of an eye. Wendy felt that it must be very painful even just by hearing the sound.

"Crack-"

The branch in Donna's hand was broken.

Wendy came to her senses and stepped forward."... Auntie!"

"Sorry," Donna threw the branch away, tidied up her clothes, and smiled at her.

II

." Wendy was dumbfounded.

In the tent, there was a thick layer of outdoor duvet. It was very comfortable to sit on it.

In the end, Wendy roasted a few rows of corn and squeezed some salad sauce on it. As dessert, Donna ate two of rows, then she covered her stomach, saying that she could not eat any more.

Wendy was still worried about the reason Donna beat Charlie, so she couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, why did you beat Charlie just now..."

"Humph!" Hearing this, Donna sat up angrily. "That b*stard! In order to make me eat less, he told me that the barbecue is not good for my skin and if I ate too much, I would grow many wrinkles. He also told me to be careful that my husband would raise a mistress outside. Don't you think I have to teach him a lesson?"

Wendy said weakly, "But you still can't beat him..."