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

Chapter 129

In order to be safe, Charleston deliberately brought medicine to her wrist on the wound of her knee.

Now she felt very uncomfortable when she lifted her foot.

However, this game was really good, and Margaret couldn't wait to play.

So after a while, he didn't pay attention to these things, and he was also excited to carry the gun.

Now the people she and Charleston met were all her teammates.

Up to now, none of the people in the green team had seen him.

When Margaret walked, she found that her shoelaces had fallen off, so she had to squat down and tie

them up.

Charleston took a few steps away and found nothing. When he turned his head, he saw Margaret

squatting there and tying shoelaces.

She usually tied up neatly when she was alone, but at this time, she didn't know why her hands

trembled under Charleston Fei's gaze.

The shoelaces were tight enough to tie her to death.

Charleston frowned slightly and walked over.

Margaret raised her head and saw Charleston squatted down as well. She was the same person as

her.

Seeing that she was twisted into a ball of dead shoelaces, he commented, "You are so stupid!"

"..." Margaret saw Charleston actually stretched out his hand toward her shoes, and suddenly did not

want to say it out, "You don't want to tie shoelaces for me, do you?"

"..." Charleston looked at Margaret's shoes and suddenly said, "I don't know how to tie shoelaces!"

Damn it. A typical high score and a low score.

Can't shoelaces be tied?

However, when he thought that Charleston's shoes should be fixed, and men's shoes should not have

shoelaces.

Therefore, he should be able to forgive her if she didn't know how to do it.

"Then what do you want to do..."

Before Margaret could say this, Charleston had already grabbed her ankle, took off her shoes, and

threw them aside.

Margaret's eyes widened in shock.

Charleston said and turned around again, exposing his broad back in front of her. "Come up!"

"..."

It turned out that he was not helping her tie her shoelaces, but to carry her on his back.

Subconsciously, Margaret gently pounced on him and lay in Charleston's arms.

He put his hands on his shoulders.

Charleston got up and walked forward step by step with her on his back.

"Little thing!"

"What?" Margaret was surprised.

"I don't know how to tie shoelaces..."

"..."

"But I'll carry you on my back!"

"..."

"I'll carry you for one second, one minute, one hour, one day, or even longer, as long as you want me to

carry you!"

"..." Margaret frowned, and her heart was inexplicably twitching.

"As long as I, Charleston, am here, you little thing will be fine even if you tie your shoelaces or don't

wear shoes all your life, because I will carry you!"

"Then why don't we wait until you're old?" Margaret suddenly asked, "Can you carry it when you're

old?"

After asking these words, Margaret was already a little regretful.

Why did she ask this question? Did she even think of the thing that happened between her and

Charleston when he was old?

But somehow, Margaret was still looking forward to Charleston's answer.

She felt a slight pause in Charleston Fei's body and turned her head. "Why can't I carry you? You have

a little more flesh on your chest, and the rest are thin. I can carry you even when I'm old!"

"..." Margaret did not know why she had an impulse to hit him. "What if? What if you can't..."

"Margaret, are you stupid? Even if I can't move my back, don't you have a wheelchair?" Charleston

turned his head and looked at Margaret. He said with a smile, "I can push you for the rest of your life."

"..." Margaret said, rolling her eyes secretly.

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Margaret thumped her tongue and said, "Charleston, you don't have to be so kind to me. Anyway, we

have nothing to do in the future. It doesn't matter whether you push the wheelchair or not. It doesn't

matter whether you push the wheelchair or not."

"What do you mean?" Charleston suddenly gave off a cold air.

Margaret felt a chill, but she still braced herself to say, "After all, I'm just considering you for the time

being. Maybe we won't be together in the future."

"Do you want to be with another man?"

"No, I mean, even if I'm not with you, I'm not necessarily with other men."

"Little thing, you don't have to have this idea, I will never let you go!" Charleston said coldly.

Margaret was stunned. He was really a domineering man.

"Why?" she asked in a low voice.

"Don't I have to do that?"

Margaret didn't think that she was outstanding enough to make such a man like Charleston obsessed

with her.

"I won't let you go. I won't let you stay with other men. It's impossible for you to escape from me in your

dreams!" Charleston said overbearingly, as if he was threatening her.

"You don't want me to be with other men? What about you? If you tie me up and occupy me, can you

have other women?" Margaret said.

She thought of Suanne...

"..." Charleston shouted, "Little thing, remember, I have only one woman beside me. I've dreamed of

you for seven days every week. Where do you think I have time to find other women?"

"Oh." Margaret said, blinking her eyes. "Really?"

"Of course."

Margaret nodded and looked around, only to find that something was wrong. "Did we just come here?"

"..." Charleston left with Margaret on his back and stopped. He didn't speak.

Margaret continued to look around, and she was even more certain that the two had just been here.

So are they lost now?

"Do you know the road?" Margaret said to Charleston.

She suddenly remembered that when she first left, she was always in the front, followed by Charleston.

Then she didn't see the way until her shoelaces fell off.

He allowed Charleston to leave.

"..." Charleston remained silent.

Margaret suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Is Charleston a road idiot?"

Except for the places he had been to before, it seemed that he went out with Larry.

Charleston resigned, and he didn't need to know the way anywhere.

"What are you afraid of? There's a helicopter!" Charleston shouted as if she didn't care at all.

That was to say, he was really a road idiot!

The dignified president of the group turned out to be a road idiot.

Margaret didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this kind of contrast.

"Then we can only wait for the helicopter to come," Margaret said helplessly.

This was a forest, and the environment was almost the same. It was really difficult to recognize the

road.

And it was clear that this place was far away from the place where Charleston came out to fight in the

field.

He didn't know how he walked.

Margaret requested to get off Charleston's back. The two of them tacitly stood under a tree and waited

for rescue.