Fit For Your Love

The man sat on the sofa, leaned against the back of it, putting the cigarette in his mouth.

Then the smoke came out, blurred his delicate features.

His dark eyes were full of deep thoughts so that one could not see what he was thinking.

But in the dark eyes they could not understand, there was a touch of coldness.

Olivia took Harry out of the Golden Night and wanted to take a taxi to send him away, but Harry kept pestering her, making it impossible for her to hail a car.

The two of them were at the gate of the Golden Night.

Olivia was afraid of being found by someone, especially Henry and Everett, so she took Harry to the opposite side to hail a taxi.

Not long after, a taxi stopped in front of the two of them.

Olivia opened the door and tried to push Harry in, but Harry suddenly stuck to her like a piece of brown sugar and refused to get in.

The driver was getting impatient and asked, "Getting in or not?"

Olivia said, "Right away!"

As soon as she finished, Harry said, "Baby, shall we start having fun right away?"

The driver cursed them for their shamelessness and then drove away.

Olivia frowned and covered Harry's mouth.

"Baby, I love..."

Olivia couldn't help but step on the back of Harry's foot, then turned around immediately and ran.

pain at all

Olivia, then pressed her

so

the client, he came out

Olivia, who

face changed and ran over

Harry in

eyes closed, and murmured with a smile, "wild, but I like

Frank was irritated, then stepped on Harry's

pulled Frank

"Forget it.Let's go."

her of what happened

Frank's eyes widened.

"Forget it?"

"Olivia he's harassing you!"

"I know, but..."

could finish, Harry circled Frank's leg with

way too much for Frank, so he cursed Harry and kicked

from the corner of Harry's mouth and knew that things would get out of control if Frank continued to hit him like this, so she hugged Frank and said, "Frank, please

first time Olivia had taken the initiative

and

of people who happened to be

stood there, watching Frank taking Olivia

Joey were

their good

the parasol tree, Everett's face was hidden

looked out of the window at the fleeting street