The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 219 Don’t Be Vulgar!

Olive Steele walked all the way downstairs and saw Alan Hoyle’s car parked there quietly. The dim yellow street lamp lit the car body making it looked like a worn-out sculpture.

The spring breeze was chilly during the night, but her heart was warm.

After only a few steps away, she slowed down and stopped three steps away from the car. She quietly watched someone inside the car smoking.

The man’s face was hidden in the darkness and the smoke. She couldn’t see anything, but she could feel his burning eyes.

He got off the car and threw his cigarette away. He pulled her into his arms and whispered, “What should I do? I’m not used to spending the night without you.”

Olive Steele pulled his coat at wrapped it around her waist. The warmth of his body gradually warmed her, “Don’t be too vulgar.”

She admitted that she often spoiled the fun.

He frowned. He took her hand and pushed her into the backseat of the car. He got inside and locked the door. Then, he pinned his body on her.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to push him away. She never thought that she would make love to him inside a car in her own neighborhood, “Alan, get up.”

“You know what? Now, this is vulgar.”

It was indeed vulgar and dirty.

him, but she feared that he

their racing breath calmed down, they sat quietly inside the car. He leaned against the door and she leaned on his arms.

tell your

out of patience. He wanted to go in and out of her house like a normal person. He wanted to

Give me more

He wondered when she was going to tell her

“I’ll give you three days. Is that enough?” he had to push

You’re too impatient. You

how your parents react so

Of course, it was easy to marry her, but it was not

hoped to get blessings from both her

a good temper, but when he is mad, it’s fatal.” said Olive

your father that his daughter will be happy to marry me.

She pursed her lips mockingly, “You don’t know how to be

the same with being artificial. I’m just being honest.”

“Come on. The more you talk, the thicker your face is.”

He laughed. He bowed his head and pecked her lips, “After your father agrees, let’s

any longer. For him, a long delay meant trouble.

it too early to say that?” Alan Hoyle was full of

been four or five years. Now, it won’t be awkward if I meet

“So, my mom and dad should give you red envelope now.”

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