Chapter 90 Do you not like me anymore?
Olive flipped out a coin. She handed the coin to Elvis.
“Hey, Mr. Augustine, this is a tip for you tonight.”
Elvis raised his eyebrows and said,
“Go take a shower.”
Olive bit her underlip and glared at him.
“I want to have a bath with you.”
Elvis looked at her, then repeated.
“Go wash yourself.”
Olive wasn’t happy anymore. She angrily hit her feet on the ground.
“Why don’t you want to bath with me?
Elvis felt that he was about to get overwhelmed, as it was the first time he had seen her drunk. It turned out that the drunk Olive was so enthusiastic and harsh, like a little goblin.
His hands moved down and gently patted her ass.
Olive felt excited, she tiptoed and whispered to him.
“I need a kiss.”

Elvis turned his head to avoid her kissing him. He let go of her and walked the window. He held the phone with one hand and dialed a number, he placed the phone beside his ear.
He used his left hand to unbutton his shirt.
It was already dusk, standing beside the window, one could see the beauty of the entire city.
Olive stood behind him, she looked quite angry.
Elvis turned sideways and his eyes met Olive’s, he pointed his hands to the bathroom, indicating for her to get in.
Even though Olive was angry, she didn’t dare go against him. She could only murmur and enter the bathroom reluctantly.
The phone in Elvis’s hand was connected and Harry’s voice quickly sounded,
“Hello, bro, why are you calling me?”
Elvis frowned,
“I wanna ask, what’s the antidote after drinking the one nightstand?”
“Bro, what are you doing? What antidote do you seek? You’re the antidote!”
“Or, is Olive that ugly without a mask? Even if she is, just go on and hit from the back…” Before Harry could complete his speech, a loud scream was heard from the bathroom. Elvis crossed his arms and cursed inwardly. She was really annoying.
He hung up the phone and threw the phone on the sofa. He walked into the bathroom. In the bathroom, Olive was standing by the toilet. She covered her face and screamed.
“What’s the matter? Stop screaming.” Elvis inquired.
With an aggrieved expression, she explained,
“I wanted to pee, but I found out that my little penis is gone.”
As she said that, Olive demonstrated as a boy who was peeing.
Elvis placed his right hand on his forehead and was speechless.
“Why is my thing gone? Did someone steal it? Who stole it? Was it you?”
Olive’s eyes spun around him suspiciously, then she rushed over and stretched out her hand.
“You must have stolen it. I want to search your body. I wanna quickly search you.”
Realizing what she was doing. Elvis quickly grabbed her small hand and pulled her into his embrace.
“Olive, don’t arouse me, please.”
Olive had bumped into his embrace. The man’s chest was as strong as an iron. She looked at him pitifully.
“What are you doing? You hurt me, Mr. Augustine, am I not beautiful?”
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