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.

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

should I listen to you? Go

palms on the stone beside her and wrapped Olive in his embrace.

Olive stiffened.

against her soft red lips and gently kissed her teeth

her gently and

particularly liked

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

a man who could indulge

pushed

of her red lips and buried his

was really

was doing. She looked around and saw countless pairs of eyes. staring

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moment, Olive felt a jealous and malicious gaze on her.

also arrived, she stared jealously at Olive, as if she wanted devouring

could see them sideways. Elvis pressed against Olive’s

his tall and

was Olive. She wondered why

for a woman to reject such a

little red.

nudged Elvis, “Let me go, will

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

want me to go to Tiffany,

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

her waist, and responded, “Believe in yourself.

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

and pushed her away with her slender arm. He reprimanded

herself, as she stood up, Immediately

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