Chapter 620: Hold Her Little Feet

When he arrived, he attracted all the attention.

Olive felt like she had hit countless darts, and the jealous girls glared at her.

Olive smiled, her bright red mouth peuting, and then she whistled at him again.

Elvis raised his thin lips, and even his handsome face was covered with a sinile, “When a woman whistles at a man, it implies that she wants to h ook up with that man. So, do you wanna h ook up with me?”

Olive furrowed her brows and said, “Women only whistle when they see the best young men.”

Elvis looked at her and asked, “What does that mean?”

Knowing that he did not understand what she meant, Olive patiently said, “You’re a duck.”

Elvis stretched out his slender fingers, picked up her little feet from the water, and held them in his palm.

“If I were a duck, then you would never be able to sleep with me, Elvis added.

Olive was speechless, as she frowned at him.

He was really a master at flirting with girls. Olive didn’t know what else he couldn’t do.

He held her snow-white feet in his palm, and his fingertips touched them, they were crisp and itchy.

Olive tried to retract her feet, “What are you doing? Let me go!”

Elvis gently held her little feet and wiped the water droplets off her feet with his shirt.

“The water is cold, don’t play with cold water, go up,” he warned.

Olive’s eyelastics shivered.

He was gentle, gentlemanly, considerate, sympathetic, and generous. He

back. “Why should I listen to

big, articulated palms on the stone beside her and wrapped Olive in his embrace. He

Olive stiffened.

lips against her soft red lips and

kissed her gently and

particularly liked to

it be seen from how frequent he kissed her, but also the care and affection he exuded

a man who could indulge women

pushed

lips and buried his head

body was really

around and saw countless

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620: Held Her Life

Olive felt a jealous and malicious gaze on her. She

stared jealously at Olive, as

see them sideways. Elvis pressed against Olive’s slender body. and they

vividly outlined his tall and straight figure. It was

wondered why she hadn’t met such a man like

difficult for a woman to reject

turned a little red. She still

so she reached out and nudged Elvis, “Let

slender waist and his h oar se voice said, “Hold

he added, “You don’t want me to go to Tiffany,

“I’d rather you be surrounded by beautiful women.

tighter to her waist, and responded, “Believe in yourself. You can

to struggle within his iron-like arm, trying to break free from

frowned and pushed her away with her slender arm. He reprimanded in a h

support herself, as she stood up,

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