Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Shireen Miller asked York Charlie with an expectant face, who knew that York Charlie just swept his eyes gently and said indifferently, “In my case, there is no significance.”

Shireen Miller’s face suddenly turns pale and miserable, but a moment later she squeezes out another smile and places the breakfast she’s been carrying in her hand on the table, “York, don’t you forget about the party tonight.”

York Charlie responded casually, but Shireen Miller was happy as hell to hear his response, and the smile on her face was genuine again, not forgetting to lean in close to Blanche Capra on her way out and sneak a word in her ear.

“For your information,” she waved the bracelet on her wrist, “it’s a family heirloom of the Charlie family, passed down only to the daughters-in-law! I have it now, and you won’t be cocky for long!”

Blanche Capra snorted and let her go.

York Charlie’s voice came through, “Have breakfast, ignore her.”

Blanche Capra walked over, but York Charlie directly handed her a glass of milk, Blanche Capra subconsciously used her right hand to take it, her hand reached out to the general suddenly felt wrong, panicked and put it back.

York Charlie’s eyes, however, were firmly fixed on her movements, and seeing that she hastily withdrew her hand again, she could no longer care less, and directly reached out and grabbed her right hand in front of her eyes.

“How come it’s gone?” York Charlie could scarcely believe that the birthmark, which had been there the last time, had now disappeared as if it had never existed.

Blanche Capra had already thought of something to say, “Last time it was an accidental cut, the scab came off and it hasn’t healed yet, it’s been so many days that of course it’s healed enough to be invisible.”

York Charlie looked at her suspiciously, “Then why did you run off in a hurry last time?”

Blanche Capra gave him a blank look and continued with her prepared words, “Who told you to move, I was afraid that if you kissed me again … again, I would run away.”

York Charlie for a moment could not tell whether what she said was true or false.

The two went out together, but York Charlie parked the car in the shopping mall, and then pulled Blanche Capra into the mall.

Blanche Capra was a little depressed because York Charlie was being assertive again and had to pick out a bunch of clothes for her and then made it mandatory for her to change.

Blanche Capra could do nothing but take the clothes and go into the fitting room.

Unfortunately, the first outfit was a bit of a pain to put on, and Blanche Capra had already taken off her original clothes and was about to put the new ones on when York Charlie burst in.

Blanche Capra let out a gasp of surprise and rushed to cover herself with her clothes, but she could only cover the key areas.

Seeing York Charlie looking at her in a leisurely manner while she was flustered and in a mess, Blanche Capra immediately blushed, “Why did you come in? Get out!”

York Charlie laughs, “I saw you change your clothes halfway through the day and wondered what kind of trouble you’d run into, so I came in.”

Blanche Capra glares at him, “What trouble could there be? It’s you coming in that’s my trouble!”

York Charlie had a thick smile in his eyes, “So afraid of being seen by me, huh? But …” He touched one hand to her crystal-complexioned shoulder in a flirtatious manner, and the coolness of his fingers caused her to shiver slightly, while his hand brushed away as if he was sweeping away non-existent dust from her shoulder.

“Didn’t I read it a long time ago?” His voice continued slowly.

Blanche Capra, as if she were a rabbit that had been successfully teased and then abandoned, was so angry and annoyed and didn’t know what to do with him that she could only say to him, as if he were commanding her, “Turn around and don’t look back!”

York Charlie also did not snicker at her, obediently turned around.

Rustling sound of dressing came, for a while, and then the sound of zipping, but she seemed to be unable to reach as if, after half a day of tossing and turning, York Charlie finally could not help but turn around.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Only to see Blanche Capra’s lean and tight back facing him, her slender arms were pulling the zip on her back. The delicate, well-defined butterfly bones moved as she lifted them, and York Charlie’s eyes were glued to the butterfly wings, the icy blue material wrapped tightly around her, as if she were a butterfly with wings ready to fly.

A pale pink scar was left on her almost flawless back, and York Charlie couldn’t take his eyes off it. He couldn’t help but reach out and touch the pale pink, as if it were the lightest colour of peach blossom lying in pure white snow.

Blanche Capra felt his touch and her body instantly tightened.

“Does it still hurt?” His extremely gentle voice floated softly from behind him.

Blanche Capra’s body violently shuddered again, shaking her head, “Don’t you …” She had only just spat out two words when she felt him caress her back scar back and forth again, her body’s sensitivity causing her to suck in a breath of air. “Don’t, don’t move …”

Blanche Capra’s voice was as delicate as a newborn milk cat’s purr, and with a slight shudder, like a cry but more like a whisper, and York Charlie’s heart melted at the sound of it.

But he felt that such a shy and sensitive Blanche Capra was the rarest thing to see, and the one he wanted to see the most.

So York Charlie felt as if there was a magnet-like suction between his hand and her back, his hand levitating and gently touching up, sometimes from bottom to top, sometimes from top to bottom, once, twice, three times, until the snowy whiteness of her skin faded to reddish pink, and he looked to the back of Blanche Capra’s head, and the roots of her ears were reddening.

Blanche Capra took one of his strokes after another, so gently that her body tingled one after another, and she turned her back to him, biting her lower lip, and several times she couldn’t help but ask him to stop.

But every time she let out her voice is so embarrassing, she can no longer stand it, not minding that the clothes are not on she turned around, red-faced and raised her voice, “You still do not go out!”

York Charlie saw her upper body in just her underwear this time.

Blanche Capra saw his deep eyes on her breasts and couldn’t control her scream, which reached the ears of the mall manager who was making his rounds outside the fitting room.

The mall manager thought that the female customer who was trying on clothes encountered any offence, the alarm bells rang loudly in his heart, and he immediately sought the sound and walked to the fitting room outside.

The shopping centre manager was just about to shout out who is inside what happened, and saw a suit, temperament cold handsome man walked out, the shopping centre manager opened his mouth suddenly unable to speak.

And then, the fitting room out of another person, a snow-white skin, eyes calm, perfect body of the woman, she wore ice blue velvet dress, shoulders surrounded by snow-white fluff, as if the iceberg piled up a layer of soft snow. Such a dress, but set off her whole as if the snow mountain out of the snow girl, out of the dust, but also holy.

Blanche Capra to York Charlie how can not smile out, she walked to the dressing mirror in front of, casually walked two steps, turned around twice, for this body of clothing satisfied.

Blanche Capra was still thinking that it was really worthy of York Charlie, he had such a good eye for picking out clothes, she had never liked a dress so much, it was really beautiful and to her liking.

“Seen enough?” Blanche Capra suddenly heard York Charlie’s obviously displeased voice, she thought it was talking about her, the annoyance in her heart just roamed up, she turned around to see that the shopping mall manager greyly ran away, and York Charlie was rather coldly looking askance at him in that direction.

Blanche Capra thought he was being childish and walked out without paying any attention to him.