Honey, I'll Make You a Star (Margaret and Charleston)

Chapter 113

"..." Charleston paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows. "Do you dislike me?"

"A little bit of dislike..." Margaret said, blinking her eyes.

"A little dislike is also a dislike!" The CEO of Limbaugh Group was despised.

Obviously, Charleston's face was a little bad. Looking at this little woman's expression, did she really

have such a bad smell?

Charleston pinched her collar and smelled it.

As expected, he felt a sour taste.

His handsome face suddenly turned as black as a rag.

All of a sudden, she walked out of the room.

It seemed that he was going to take a shower.

After all, Charleston, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, never thought that she would be

disgusted by women one day!

Looking at Charleston's back, Margaret laughed out in a particularly unkind way, and laughed loudly.

After Charleston left, she felt much more relaxed.

He stood up and went back to his room to clean his face and washed his head by the way.

After all, compared with Charleston, she was not much better.

After washing, she came out with a towel to wipe her hair.

As a result, he vaguely saw a figure on the sofa.

Looking at the stalwart figure, she knew that it was Charleston.

It seemed that he had just taken a shower, revealing a strong chest on his upper body.

There was only a bath towel around the lower part of his body, which made him look like a criminal.

The dim walls were covered with dim lights.

This scene seemed to be an exquisite scene on the painting.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with what you see?" Charleston opened her arms.

Without hesitation, he showed off his perfect figure in front of Margaret's face.

What a dramatic line.

Margaret was a little embarrassed and turned her head. "I don't want to see you."

Charleston Fei did snort, as if he didn't need to explain to her that he had already known about it.

Charleston was sitting in the middle of the room, which meant that no matter how Margaret walked up

to him, she had to pass him.

Her hair was still wet, so she needed to dry it quickly, or she would catch a cold.

She had no choice but to move forward and planned to turn sideways to bypass Charleston.

However, when she was halfway through, Charleston reached out and touched her calf.

Margaret was completely unprepared for this touch, and her body immediately trembled with

sensitiveness.

It was also at this time that Charleston was quickly held by her waist and relaxed her.

Margaret fell on his lap.

"Let me go. I don't like to be so close to others." And this man was a dangerous man who only wrapped

himself in a bath towel.

Holding Margaret's body, Charleston felt that the soft touch was so soft that she didn't want to let go.

"I'm not anyone else!"

"..." Margaret had a headache. How could this guy be so naughty? "Then what do you want to do?"

Charleston blinked his good-looking eyes and smiled evilly. "I want to do something that we haven't

done just now!"

"No way!" Margaret refused with a stern expression.

"Why?" Charleston took his words out of the question and asked directly.

This damn rogue actually dared to ask why?

Margaret made up an excuse. "My hair hasn't dried yet. I'll catch a cold!"

"..." Charleston's eyes fell on her hair.

Because she was born with a natural scroll, even if she washed her hair, her hair would still be curled

up.

A drop of water gathered at the end of her hair and slowly wet the luxurious carpet.

Charleston snorted and stood up reluctantly. "Blow it dry quickly!"

If she got sick and caught a cold, he would beat her to death!

Charleston got up.

Margaret thought that he was going to leave.

However, when he saw him walking toward a cabinet, he took out the hairdryer inside.

He pushed Margaret Keyan to sit down on the sofa without saying a word.

The hairdryer was a battery, so there was no need to put a plug on it.

Charleston opened the hairdryer and blew on Margaret's hair.

In an instant, Margaret saw a mass of black hair flying in front of her.

Some of them stuck to the corner of her eyes, which made her very uncomfortable.

She covered her eyes and shouted, "What are you doing?"

"I'm blowing my hair!"

"No, I'll do it myself!" Margaret stretched out her hand to take the hairdryer, but was avoided by

Charleston.

"What if you blow it and don't catch a cold?"

Margaret said patiently, "No, give it to me!"

Only if he could blow it, he would not be able to do it.

This young master had always been served by someone else. When had he ever served someone

else?

Margaret didn't want to be the first mouse.

If that was the case, he would definitely die a terrible death.

"Little thing, do you dislike me?" How could Charleston not see that Margaret was very reluctant to let

him blow her hair?

"..." Margaret said, "I just don't want you to be too tired."

"I'm willing to be tired of you, whether it's on the bed or under the bed, but I won't be tired on the bed.

Shall we try it now?" Charleston said with more and more enthusiasm.

He even wanted to throw away the hairdryer in his hand and pick up Margaret.

Margaret quickly waved her hand and said, "No, I think it's better for you to help me blow my hair!"

Charleston's slender hand was holding a small-sized home hairdry, which looked so weird.

He talked about the hairdryer facing Margaret's hair, from the end of her hair to her inspiration...

At first, Margaret was very uncomfortable, but in the end, she gradually became sleepy.

At the moment when the blow was over, Margaret had already fallen asleep.

Charleston turned off the hairdryer and looked at the sleeping little woman in front of her.

It was so small that it looked like a porcelain doll.

"..." Charleston's face turned extremely dark in the end.

"He's asleep!"

She fell asleep just like that!

Charleston really wanted to pull her up and take off her clothes...

But when he saw Margaret's sleeping face, he finally held her on the bed with a sullen face.

He accepted his fate and went to take a cold shower.

When she came out, she saw Larry waiting respectfully outside the door.

Charleston lowered her voice and walked out. "What's the matter?"

When he walked to the door, Charleston closed the door.

She only thought that she was worried that she would make trouble for Margaret.

"Sir, according to the information Young Master Yi Xuan told us, we did not find out that Miss Margaret

has anything to do with any children." Larry said truthfully.

"I know." Charleston had already known it was the result.

After all, the other party's power and means were absolutely overbearing.

How could they investigate it so easily?

"You, continue to investigate and see how much you can find." Charleston said.

"Yes!" Larry nodded.

Wait a minute!

Charleston took his leave and returned to his room.

Looking at Margaret, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, her face was uncertain. She looked at the

little girl and smacked her mouth.

His eyes suddenly became soft.

"Ha, Margaret, what did you encounter before? But at the moment you met me, you were mine."

"It's destined that it can only be mine."

Charleston was an absolutely beast-like man. However, he had been hiding his beast nature in his daily

life and had not been discovered.