Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 272

It was obvious.

Wendy immediately understood. She remembered that the last time they were in the hotel, she also gave Larry noodles. After he finished his noodles, she kissed his little face as a reward.

She could not help laughing and bowed her head to kiss him.

Larry's eyes instantly lit up like stars. His little face was flushed and he was secretly laughing with his little mouth closed.

Wendy touched his head, and her voice became softer and softer. "Larry, I'll wash the bowl first. Can you go to the living room to play for a while?"

"Okay!" Larry nodded.

He jumped out of the dining chair without her holding him, and stretched his two short legs and ran to the living room. Then he climbed onto the sofa with all his hands and feet, took the pillow next to his, and played the monkey print on it with his head down, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Wendy walked into the kitchen with a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to finish the dishes in a second so that she could accompany Larry outside.

When she finally cleaned the bowl and chopsticks, shen washed her hands and went out, Larry was still sitting on the sofa.

However, he was not playing the cartoon pillow, but the bag she threw on the tea table. The wallet had fallen out and was picked up by Larry. At this time, he was studying her ID card in his hand.

Wendy approached and found that the expression on his face was particularly serious.

She couldn't help laughing. "Larry, can you read all the letters?"

"Yes!" Larry nodded.

"That's impressive!" Wendy was surprised and thought he's so smart. And to think that it seemed like they'd met four times and she hadn't told him her name. She could not help pinching a corner of her ID card and said, "Larry, this is an ID card. You'll get one when you grow up!"

Larry blinked his eyes, showing that he's looking forward to it.

"Look, it's got a picture of me on it, right?" Wendy pointed at it.

"Yes!" Larry grinned.

"And this one, it's my name!" Wendy pointed at it and said.

Larry tilted his head and suddenly shouted with sparkling eyes, "Wendy~"

Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at Larry in front of her, which was similar to Charlies, and didn't expect that he would call her name the same way as his father.

Larry seemed to be addicted to calling her name, he stuck to her arms, and put his soft little hands around her neck and said in a soft voice, "Wendy, Wendy-"

Wendy reached out and hugged his little body. Time passed quickly. When she looked at her watch again, she noticed that it was almost nine o'clock, but there seemed to be quiet at the entrance.

She didn't know how long it would take for Charlie to socialize. Children were different from adults. They couldn't stay up late or all night and would scream to sleep at a fixed time.

Although Larry wouldn't scream to sleep, he would definitely be sleepy.

Wendy looked down at Larry in her arms. "Er, Larry, do you know Aunt Lee's phone number?"

"Nope!" Larry shook his head cunningly with a flicker of cunning in his eyes.

"What about Uncle Lee's phone number?" Wendy asked again.

"Nope!" Larry still shook his head.

"Then..." Wendy pursed her lips.

Larry looked at her and held his breath quietly. He was afraid that she would call his father directly later. Because when he got out of the car, he saw that his father left a phone number and asked her to contact him at any time.

Wendy also thought about it, but somehow chickened out just thinking about calling Charlie.

"The living room is cold. Let me take you to the bedroom first!" Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Larry in her arms let out a sigh of relief.

Great! He could sleep with Wendy!

After Wendy entered the bedroom, she put Larry directly on the bed and watched him rolling on it.

She smiled and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water. After the meal, he had not yet drunk water.

As soon as Wendy left the room, Larry seemed to have turned on some kind of radar and crawled around on the bed. He smelled all the pillows and sheets, almost being 100 percent sure that he was lying on her bed.

Because Wendy's smell was everywhere!

Just pouring a cup of water, Wendy was dumbfounded when she came back.

Larry who was rolling around on the bed just now was lying on the pillow with its eyes closed. It seemed to be asleep.

Wendy walked over and touched him lightly, and only felt that his breath was long and well- arranged.

He really fell asleep?

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had to put the glass of water aside and then turn off the shed light, leaving only a small lamp on the nightstand.

Wendy found a blanket from the cabinet and gently covered Larry with it.

Then she took out a novel that she always carried with her from the drawer, and also lay on her side on the bed. Just lying down, the sleeping little boy spontaneously rolled into her arms, with a comfortable posture. Wendy reached out her hand and patted him gently. Smelling the sweet milk scent in her arms, she opened the novel.

If she lowered her head at this time, she would find that the little boy in her arms had opened a crack in his eyes and was secretly looking at her to see if she had found anything. When he found that she had not found anything, he secretly pursed his lips and his face flushed.

However, not long after pretending to sleep, he couldn't resist the sleepiness a bit and gradually actually fell asleep.

Charlie knocked at the door at 11 o'clock.

Wendy closed the novel and didn't speed up until she walked out of the bedroom.

Emily had been stuck in her bedroom since she came back, except going to the bathroom. Wendy felt that it must have something to do with Dr. Chin. It's just that in Emily and Simon's relationship, there's nothing she could do except themselves.

Wendy lay down on the cat's eye before reaching out and opening the door slowly.

In the light of the corridor, the outline of Charlie's stern face jumped into her sight, including the exhaustion that he hadn't restrained yet. It seemed that he didn't drink because he had to drive.

Wendy explained, "Well, Larry fell asleep again..."

Charlie nodded. He guessed the kid was probably asleep by this time.

They were not in a hotel but at home. He couldn't stay here like last time. So she also didn't take off Larry's clothes just in case.

There were no man's slippers, so Charlie followed her into the bedroom barefoot.

He picked up his son and carried him with one hand. His deep eyes swept over her face and said, "Miss Lim, sorry to disturb you!"

Wendy shook her head and walked out with them.

Charlie was tall enough to hold Larry with only one arm, which made Larry look smaller. It's a lovely picture.

The elevator arrived with a "ding" sound, and the father and son entered it.

It was not until the elevator door was slowly closed that Wendy came to herself.

She bit her lips for two seconds and quickly went back to the house to grab a blanket and chased after them before she could change her shoes.

It seemed that Wendy ran out of the apartment building one step behind Charlie. When she ran out, Charlie was bending over and carefully put his son in his arms on the back seat.

"Wait!"

Wendy caught up with him.

Charlie paused and turned his head back to look at the panting figure.

Wendy quickened her pace and went to the Land Rover. She handed the blanket in her hand to Charlie and said, "It's getting cooler tonight. Larry is asleep.

I am afraid that he will catch a cold! Last time, he had a serious fever. If he catches a cold again, it will be troublesome. Just cover him with it!"

Charlie glanced at her slightly undulating chest and his pupils contracted.

Seeing that he did not reach out to take it, but made way for her, Wendy had to go forward, bent into the car, and covered Larry with the blanket personally.

Larry seemed to be sleeping really well and didn't know he was being carried away.

Before Wendy took back her hand, she couldn't help but scratch on his little face.

When she stood up again, she was tripped and staggered forward. Seeing that her forehead was about to hit the door, she closed her eyes and only hoped that there would be no big noise to wake up Larry.

All of a sudden, her waist tightened, and a strong arm was wrapped around it.

Wendy shook lightly twice, but she didn't hit the door as expected. Instead, she fell into a firm chest. Charlie's Adam's apple was very close to her, and so was his masculine breath blowing on the tip of her nose.

"Er..."

Wendy swallowed her saliva and her breath was a little unstable. "Thank you, I'm standing firm. You can let go now..."

Charlie did not move. Instead, he closed the door, blocking the sleepy, unconscious Larry inside.

Wendy struggled, but she didn't get rid of the hand on her waist. On the contrary, she felt that she was more tightly wrapped. She frowned and was about to make another sound, Charlie took a step forward and pressed his long legs against her knees. His strong body approached her, and her whole back was attached to the car, forming a posture of being embraced.

Then, he raised his hand and touched her lips.

Wendy could even clearly feel that his fingers were slowly rubbing on it.

She couldn't avoid it and couldn't get rid of it. Her voice trembled. "You, what are you doing..."

"Your lips are trembling." Charlie lowered his eyebrows, and his tough face was approaching her. His breath sprayed on her face, and his calm voice continued, "Your eyelashes are trembling, and so is your body..."

Suddenly, he pinched her chin.

"Oh!"

Wendy widened her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Charlie kissed her without warning—

The moment the four lips touched, he pried open her teeth and her mouth was full of his breath.

The back of her head was locked by his palm. His kisses are still strong and dominant, as they once were, absorbing all the oxygen in her chest.

When Wendy was released, she almost couldn't stand still.

She couldn't remember when they had kissed each other last time. It had been so long that she almost forgot it.

Just somehow, his kisses and his tongue were actually clear to the mind and senses.

She covered her mouth with the back of her hand and stared at him in disbelief. "... What are you doing?"

However, as soon as she finished her words, Charlie's thin lips covered her lips again.

When he let her go again, his deep eyes narrowed in the night. "Isn't this what you want?"