Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 86 Medusa

Chapter 86 Medusa

"You're quite principled." Nelson gave a low smile, making his eyes prettier. He slowly rubbed Charlotte's fingers and said, "Then you mean you can get it with the effort, right?" Nelson looked at Charlotte leisurely and continued, "Well, kiss me."

Charlotte was speechless.

She blushed and shook off Nelson's hand. "I won't talk to you anymore!"

After speaking, she walked ahead of Nelson and ignored him completely.

Nelson couldn't help but laugh out loud and teased, "You're a little peeved, aren't you?"

He strode forward and caught up with Charlotte. Then he put his hand on her shoulder and said, "How about a little consideration for your elderly? I'm still injured."

Sure enough, as soon as Nelson said this, Charlotte's speed slowed down, and she didn't struggle. She puffed out her cheeks and glanced at Nelson. "Don't send me things at will in the future."

"You're unhappy?" Nelson was a little puzzled and said, "I have a few distant cousins, and they're very happy every time they receive gifts."

Charlotte said solemnly, "Mr. Clark, you have helped me a lot and given me too many things. I can't afford it."

"I never asked you to pay it back." Nelson raised his eyebrows.

Charlotte lowered her head and said, "I need to repay if things are not mine."

Nelson didn't quite understand Charlotte's thoughts. He thought, "It's just a small thing after all. Since she doesn't like the shooting range, I can send her jewelry and villas or something in the future. There's really no difference."

Nelson took Charlotte to a room easily. Because today was the weekend, there were quite a lot of people. However, this shooting gallery was dedicated to Nelson, and there was no one else.

The shooting gallery was extensive. There was a row of targets in the distance, and there were all kinds of firearms and ammunition hanging on the wall, all of which Charlotte didn't know about.

Nelson took Charlotte's hand and said, "Pick one you like."

Charlotte looked at the row of pistols and was confused. Not to mention the difference in model performance, she felt many of them were the same.

Finally, she chose the best-looking gun and reached out to pick up the silver-white one.

This gun was full of a sense of design, looking frightening and powerful. Charlotte liked it quite a bit.

"This gun just came out of the ordnance factory not long ago." Nelson smiled and praised, "Baby, you have a good eye."

Charlotte's earlobes turned red, and she whispered, "I just think it looks good."

"OK." Nelson casually picked up an XT-39 gun and said, "I invited the master from Juflil to carry out a professional design. It has not been widely used yet. I'm the only one who has one." Nelson paused and turned his head to look at Charlotte. He asked, "Do you know the name of this gun?"

Charlotte shook her head blankly.

Nelson said, "It's called Medusa."

Charlotte was surprised and asked, "Why?"

Nelson bent over slightly and tapped gently on the muzzle of the gun in Charlotte's hand. Then he replied, "Because everyone who stares at this muzzle of the gun will die."

Charlotte shuddered for a moment.

Nelson took her hand and asked, "Are you scared?"

Charlotte nodded honestly.

Nelson licked her fair and tender earlobe lightly and said in a deep and husky voice intimately, "Don't be afraid. I'm always with you."

Charlotte didn't speak.

She felt that she had been harassed but without any evidence.

Nelson took Charlotte to the moving target, gave her a brief description of the target's quasi-center range, and then quickly stripped the gun named "Medusa" under her nose in less than three seconds.

Charlotte stared blankly at a stall of parts on the ground and thought, "You said this gun just came out of the ordnance factory. Why are you so skilled at stripping it?"

Nelson laughed happily and asked, "Want to learn?"

Charlotte nodded seriously.

Nelson sat on the ground, and Charlotte sat next to him, looking at the parts intently.

Nelson asked, "What about your tuition?"

After thinking for a while, Charlotte took out a marzipan from her pocket, which was her snack when she took medicine.

She put the marzipan in Nelson's hand and said, "Here you are."

Staring at the piece of candy, Nelson remembered that one secretary of the Department of State had earnestly invited him to go to the National Security Agency and give lectures about the development history of guns to the so-called "best new forces" boys two years ago.

The gifts brought by the secretary were returned by Waylon with a smile, and the secretary was politely sent out of the Clark's mansion.

Nelson vaguely remembered that even the most worthless bottle of wine in those things was Screaming Eagle, and this candy couldn't compete with it, not to mention that Nelson asked Waylon to buy this candy.

Looking at Charlotte's soft cheeks, Nelson let out a sigh. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

He thought, "All right. I accept the marzipan, but sooner or later I'll let her accept the riding position during sex."

When Waylon came in, he saw that Nelson was teaching Charlotte how to assemble a gun hand- holding.

The corner of Waylon's mouth twitched. He tried to calm down and thought, "Mr. Clark is still him. No one is impersonating him. He just has his true love."

Waylon coughed to remind the two people who were concentrating on assembling the gun, and then he put two drinks on the side. He said, "Mr. Clark, here you are."

Charlotte's eyes lit up when she saw the package. She asked, "Is this a milkshake?"

Waylon nodded and gave a positive answer.

He thought, "It took me half an hour to drive to buy it!"

Charlotte stood up happily, and Nelson put his arm around her waist behind her, so she could only struggle. Nelson said to Waylon with a smile, "Give it to her."

Charlotte drank the cup of warm oatmeal milkshake.

Nelson didn't like sweet food, so he had just ordered a cup of coffee. After taking a sip, he didn't drink anymore. He raised his eyes and asked, "Anything else?"

Waylon coughed and replied, "Well, someone leaked the news that you are here. Ms. Bryson happened to be here. I met her when I came, and she wants to meet you."

Nelson said lightly, "I don't want to see her."

"She said she had something to tell you." Waylon continued, "I guess it is probably related to the project in Vesmos."

"Ask her to make another appointment." Nelson lazily held a piece of parts and said, "Don't you see I'm busy?"

Waylon thought, "Do you mean you're busy playing with Ms. Lopez? Well, you're indeed very busy."

"Maybe she really has something to tell you." Charlotte raised her head and continued, "Why don't you meet her?"

Nelson squinted and stared at Charlotte dangerously. "You want me to see other women?"

Charlotte was speechless and thought, "I didn't mean that. Don't you have a business to discuss?"

Waylon thought Nelson was irrational again and immediately mediated the dispute. He said, "I think Ms. Bryson indeed has business to discuss. Why don't you just meet her?"