章節 81: The President Might Kick Her

Henry imagined the scene in his mind.

A cold gust of wind that blew by made Charlotte's hair stand upright.

The scene was a bit ridiculous, but it was also a bit seductive.

The thought of that aroused him somewhat.

But...

Was this woman not wearing any panties?

Otherwise, how could it be possible for a cold gust of wind to blow "it" upright?

So, was she not wearing any underwear and deliberately hinting at this to him in a subtle way?

What was she suggesting?

Henry felt as if a feather were scratching his heart. It felt itchy.

In this case, it filled him with yearning and anticipation.

Of course, Henry would never admit to it.

He said, "Charlotte, you are shameless to tell me something like this."

Charlotte said nothing.

How was she shameless?

It had been a slip of the tongue.

It had only been a slip of the tongue!

Had the President never had a slip of the tongue before?