Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 160

Wendy blushed at his undisguised words.

Especially his hand, the rough fingers grinding her skin, made her nerves tightened.

Gradually, Wendy could not control her breath and her mouth was dry. Charlie was also in the same situation. His chest under the white shirt was heaving violently, and his deep eyes were burning hot.

"Bang, bang—"

Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking on the door.

The voice was a little low. Toby wasn't strong enough to push open the door, so he could only smash it with his hand.

She almost forgot that there were more than two of them in the house.

Wendy took a deep breath to calm herself down quickly. She quietly pulled down the skirt that had been rubbed to her waist.

She stole a glance at Charlie. Sure enough, his face was not good. The muscles on his cheeks tightened due to dissatisfaction. He took out a cigarette again and lit it up. He used the smoke to quell the desire that was constantly rising up.

When he spit out the smoke, he said fiercely, "It's better to have a daughter in the future."

"Er..." Wendy was embarrassed. This was an undisguised dislike.

Soon, her heart beat faster.

Because of his words...

Toby was still knocking on the door. Wendy gently pressed her chest and ran over to open the door.

Toby was holding his belly with both hands. When he saw Wendy, he immediately muttered, "Wendy, I'm hungry!"

"Are you hungry?" Wendy looked at the sunset outside and asked, "What do you want to eat? There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator. If you have anything you like to eat, tell me. I'll cook it for you right away!"

"Oh..." Toby tilted his head and quickly spoke out two dishes.

Wendy agreed and looked back at Charlie who was smoking. "Er, Charlie, what do you want to eat?"

Seeing that he ignored her, she went into the kitchen silently.

When it was dusk, the dining room was full of the aroma of food. Charlie and Toby hated each other, so they would not sit together. They could only sit on their own side, facing each other and not looking at each other.

Charlie still held a cigarette in his hand when he was sitting at the table.

When he saw Wendy served a bowl of noodle to him, he relaxed a little, and then put off the cigarette.

Wendy cooked two more dishes than usual. All of them ate happily, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

Charlie picked up two noodles and looked at Wendy, "Wendy, you can't only feed me my stomach, you have to feed my body."

"How can your body be fed?" Toby couldn't help but interpose.

"You don't understand, kid." Charlie raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hump!" Toby curled hid lips and looked to Wendy. He tilted his head in confusion. "Wendy, why is your face as red as a monkey's butt?"

"Maybe it's too hot..." Wendy's eyes flickered.

Seeing Charlie's narrow eyes, and Toby's look of curiosity. Her face was redder. She picked up a chicken leg and said perfunctorily, "Eat quickly!"

Finally, they finished the meal in peace.

When Toby ate the chicken leg, bones fell on his clothes, causing a big oil stain.

He didn't take any other clothes here, so Wendy had to take him to change pajamas and soaked his dirty clothes in the basin. When she finished all this and went back to the kitchen, she saw Charlie standing in front of the pool. His sleeves were rolled up and there was the sound of splashing water.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

When they came back from the countryside, Charlie also did dishes for her.

At that time, the degree of shock was no less than now. But when she saw the scene with her own eyes, she was still stunned. Such a high- ranking president was willing to do such a thing that most men would look down upon...

Wendy walked over gently, and her body moved unconsciously.