Charlotte stood in situ, and did not move for a long while.
Diana seemed to be excited to know she met her brother.
Why was that?
She did not understand. Diana directly hung up the mobile phone, and then rushed over to the restaurant.
Charlotte had a look at the transfer record in her phone, thinking it should be enough to pay for the bill.
As she turned to go out, she kicked something and threw herself forward.
Bang!
The door of the toilet was closed directly from inside, then locked. Kennedy held Charlotte who fell into his arms.
Charlotte raised her head and saw Kennedy, stunned.
"What are you doing here? This is... the women's room. How can you come in?"
Kennedy unexpectedly entered the women's room and locked the door.
Kennedy raised his eyebrow in displease, “My woman is here, why can't I come in?"
The straight words made Charlotte flush. She found that this man had become more and more puzzling since he had sex with her. He always liked to stick to her.
Thinking of this, Charlotte moved, pushed his chest and wanted to stand up, but was pressed by Kennedy's hand on the waist, and then she leaned back.
"What on earth do you want? Let go of me."
She begged nervously, "Mr. Nelson is still waiting for us."
Hearing that, Kennedy narrowed his eyes, staring at her in displeasure, “Are you eager to meet him?"
Charlotte was confused, “What are you talking about?"
“You've dressed up to see him!” This was a statement.
Charlotte, “...When did I dress up?" Charlotte stretched out to touch her face and said “I did not make up today."
"Really? Let me see." Kennedy stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, lifted her face, and then bent close to her to have a look.
The warm breath hit Charlotte's face, as soft as the fledgling bird hair, which made Charlotte’s heart itchy.
She paused for a moment, staring at Kennedy, and found that the man's eyes were deep. Even at this close observation his skin was in a good state, and his eyes were as wide as the boundless sea.
Inexplicably, Charlotte suddenly became nervous, and then subconsciously licked her lips.
Kennedy pinched her chin with more strength. He said in a hoarse voice, “You really did not make up, but why do you wear skirt specially? Do you have other thoughts?"
Charlotte, “...What thoughts do I have? You gave me the materials, you asked me to negotiate the contract, and even the dress I was wearing was from you."
Kennedy’s voice became hoarse, “Woman, you can only talk back?"
Charlotte, “I'm just telling the truth."
She felt that the temperature around her was a little hot, and unconsciously wanted to break free from the shackles of him. "Let me go, we should go out now. "
The next second, Kennedy directly kissed her.
The big hands that pinched her chin turned to hold her face. The big hands, dry and warm, moved back and pressed the back of her head.
The tongue pried open her teeth.
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