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 could be described as a

her little foot back. “Why should I listen to you?

the stone beside her and wrapped Olive in his

Olive stiffened.

against her soft red lips and

kissed her gently and

liked to

could it be seen from how frequent he kissed her, but also the care

who could indulge women in every possible

pushed

lips and buried his head

was

She looked around and saw countless pairs of

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Held Her

felt a jealous and malicious gaze on her. She looked up

she stared jealously at Olive, as if she wanted

Tiffany could see them sideways. Elvis pressed against Olive’s slender

Elvis. The wet long trousers on Elvis’s body vividly outlined his tall and straight figure. It was a pity that

why she hadn’t

was difficult for a woman

earlobes turned a little red.

so she reached out and nudged Elvis,

hugged her slender waist and his h oar se voice said, “Hold on for a while, I can’t go

want

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

responded, “Believe in yourself. You can do

within his iron-like arm,

arm. He reprimanded in a h oar se

to support herself, as she stood up, Immediately she found her balance, she ran

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