Chapter 239 Little Vixen!

This was the second time that Olive had washed his underwear. After drying the clothes, Olive looked up at the dried clothes.

When she saw that her underwear and that of Elvis had come very close, she let out a chuckle.

When Olive turned around, she saw Elvis. He was leaning against the wall. And his eyes were glued

to her.

Olive’s face blushed in embarrassment.

“Mr. Augustine, why are you being so impolite? You don’t even have the courtesy to knock before. entering a girl’s room.”

Elvis’s furrowed his brows.

“Oh, is it me who’s being impolite or you? You were just smiling at my underwear just now like a little ny mpho.”

Olive had never lost a war of words, but since she met Elvis, she usually couldn’t win against him.

Olive walked into the bathroom and dropped the bucket. She came out of the bathroom and stood beside the bed.

This was her boudoir. The entire room was filled with the sweet fragrance on her body.

Elvis lifted his long legs and walked over to her.

“Why are you staring at me that way? I feel like you’re treating me like your puppy.” Elvis muttered as he got closer to her..

Olive jumped into his embrace and lugged his waist.

“Mr. Augustine, do you want to be my wolf dog?”

Elvis looked into her eyes and said in a low voice,

I suspect that you’re seducing me, although I

like this?” Olive’s small hands moved down along his

the powerful

“Where are you touching?”

Olive had touched him

are you looking at?” Elvis’s deep

body, grandma said that you can’t perform anymore.” Olive

for this. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have

I see? Olive’s

Augustine, aren’t you

heard his question, her palm-sized face

her and turned around to leave

firade: Hoted by My

Chapter 239 Little Wisen!

Olive

his embrace. Elvis was caught

chuckled and placed her hands on the expensive black belt around

grew up on. Elvis raised

and crawled off him. She lay beside him

been in coma for the past two days. It was

look at the girl beside him. Olive’s

Elvis deep and

saw an ugly little

utter

me wrong, the little caterpillar I’m talking about

else did you want to

him, and she kicked his thigh

didn’t evade her kick. He was strong and her

held her in his arms. His lips were pressed against her long hair and

bit ch.” Elvis muttered under his

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