Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 359

The saleswoman was too enthusiastic to refuse, so Wendy had to take it.

She didn't know much about tea, but the fragrance of the tea was not strong, but lasted long. She couldn't help taking another sip.

"Sir, would you like to have a try?" The saleswoman turned to look at Charlie.

"Okay." He said, pursing his thin lips.

Then, the two of them turned to look at Wendy at the same time, and the saleswoman even handed her the tray.

Wendy lowered her head and glanced at Charlie's hands full of shopping bags. She had no choice but to pick up another small cup and walked to Charlie. Under the eager gaze of the saleswoman, she sent the tea to Charlie.

Charlie seemed to be tasting the cup of tea very carefully, drinking it very slowly.

When he drank all the tea in the cup, Wendy's arm got a little sore from holding it up.

"It tastes good. Please help us pack two boxes." Charlie gave an evaluation.

The saleswoman immediately became excited and said enthusiastically, "Okay, sir! Please come with me and pay here!"

Charlie was standing in front of the checkout counter, and the saleswoman who was helping to pack the tea next to him, not forgetting her own job, continued to sell with a big smile on her face, "Sir, I just saw that your wife liked the tea. Would you like to buy two more boxes for yourself!"

His wife?

Charlie raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "Then I'll take ten boxes."

Taking the elevator down to the minus-third floor, the two of them threaded their way through the A section to the B section. After walking another two or three meters, Wendy could not help but say, "Charlie, you don't remember where you parked your car?"

"I didn't pay attention to it when I was parking." Charlie frowned. It seemed that he was also very annoyed.

"..." Wendy was speechless.

"It should be easier to replace it by taking the car key and unlocking it."

"Okay." She nodded in agreement.

Charlie looked at her and said, "Help me."

Just like in front of the tea shop, he was carrying shopping bags in both hands, plus the tea he had just bought, and he didn't give her a box to carry, so he couldn't even spare his hands to take the keys. "Oh..." Wendy nodded again and asked, "Where did you put the key?"

"It's in the pants pocket." Charlie replied.

Wendy licked the corner of her mouth and hesitantly approached him. Different from just now, her hand was going past the edge of his suit and into his pants pocket. Even through the fabric, she was being as careful as possible not to touch his body, but her fingertips would inadvertently brush against it.

His thighs were as hard as the iron muscles in his small arms.

Wendy searched the key for a long time and said, "I don't think it's here..."

"Maybe on the other side." Charlie's Adam's apple moved.

"Oh." Wendy said in a low voice.

She had to go around from behind him to the other side and repeat what she had just done, except that after reaching in, she still hadn't touched the car keys, and there didn't seem to be anything there, and she was almost poking his pocket through.

Charlie's calm voice suddenly sounded above her, which was hoarse, "If you keep touching me, I won't be able to control myself anymore."

Wendy froze.

When she looked up, she could see that in the dim light of the underground parking lot, the restrained and deep eyes were already blazing, and the strong body seemed to be gradually changing. Even his breathing seemed to have become heavy.

Wendy flushed and drew back her hands and put them behind her back. She said in a trembling voice, "It's also not in this pocket. Where did you put it..."

"Hmm." Charlie pondered for a moment, and then seemed to realize something. "I forgot. It's in my coat pocket."

Wendy pursed her lips.

Taking a deep breath, she put her hand into the pocket of his coat and touched a hard object.

After getting the car keys, she gritted her teeth, suspecting that he did it on purpose...

Along the way, she pressed the keys of the car twice. At an angle of 45 degrees, a sound was heard, and the white Land Rover stopped there.

Along the way, Wendy turned her head and looked out of the car window. The setting sun had come in from the front windshield shop. The redness on her face had not completely disappeared. Her fingers were slightly curled up, as if she could feel his thigh through the cloth.

Finally, the Land Rover drove into the yard. She unbuckled her seatbelt and all she wanted now was to dive into the kitchen.

Charlie also unfastened his seatbelt and got off the car. He went around to pick up the shopping bags. His phone fell on the driver's seat, probably because his clothes had scratched the steering wheel when he got off the car.

After seeing it, Wendy reached out to help pick it up.

Just accidentally touching the volume key, the screen lit up, and she could not help but freeze there.

The background of the screen turned out to be a photo of the three of them, and her face appeared on it...

It was taken by a girl college student in the zoo. She held Larry in her arms, and at the moment the shutter was pressed, Charlie put his arm around her shoulder. In the photo, her body was a little stiff, but her face was very red.

She also had this photo on her phone and tried to delete it several times, but in the end, she didn't. However, he used it on his phone screen...

At this time, Aunt Lee's chubby figure had come out of the villa and helped to carry things into the villa.

Wendy also closed the car door and walked to Charlie. "Charlie, your phone has dropped in the car...

"Thank you." Charlie casually put it in his pocket.

Wendy followed him, staring blankly at his broad shoulders and back.

She swallowed her saliva. Her heartbeat and breathing were a little disordered.

After the dinner, Wendy was being led by the hand by Larry to the children's room. When they was about to enter the room, the bedroom door next to them opened. Charlie, wrapped in a bath towel, stood there with a poker face. "Didn't Aunt Lee clean up a room for you?"

"Yeah..." Wendy nodded.

Without waiting for her to continue, Larry's voice sounded for her. "Wendy is going to sleep with me tonight."

Peng!

The door of the bedroom, which had just been opened, was slammed hard. Leaving the two of them staring at each other speechless, Larry pulled her hand and said sweetly, "Wendy, let's go to sleep!" "Okay!" Wendy's voice was soft.

Before she closed the door, she couldn't help looking at the closed bedroom door next to theirs.

Well...

She seemed to have seen a trace of jealousy in Charlie's expression just now. Could it be that she was mistaken?

The next evening.

Larry, who was buried in his drawing paper in the living room, ran to Wendy and touched his little belly, "Wendy, how long will it take?"

"Dinner can be served in another ten minutes!" Wendy said with a smile.

"Yes!" Larry nodded his head and ran back to pick up the crayon.

Wendy looked up at the clock on the wall. She cooked the pigeon soup over a gentle fire, and it would taste better if it's cooked a little longer. Moreover, Charlie hadn't got off work yet. Before going out in the morning, he said that he would come back for dinner.

Just as she was thinking about it, there was the sound of a car engine outside.

Wendy looked out the floor-to-ceiling window and saw the white Land Rover driving in, parked in the courtyard, and then the door opened and a tall figure stepped out.

Just outside the courtyard, there was a limousine parked behind it.