Chapter 29 Fake Plays

He grabbed her little tail. Olive blushed and quickly struggled,

“What are you doing? Let go.”

Elvis didn’t let go, he tugged on her tail and asked,

“New interest?”

Olive was stunned, she felt it was abnormal. Out of all the sexy night dresses, how

could this particular one be interesting to him.

Olive reached out and pushed him.

“Mr. Augustine, you’re so shameless!”

Elvis held onto her little tail and furrowed his brows,

“How am I shameless?”

“You prepared this pyjamas and the night dresses in the closet, aren’t you shameless

enough?”

Elvis glanced at the closet door and said,

“I didn’t prepare the clothes in there. Grandma did.”

Grandma?

Olive was dumfounded.

Elvis looked at Phoebe,

“Is she still good?”

Olive tried her best to pull back her little tail.

Phoebe is very good.”

“Then why are you not good?”

“What does he mean, am I also a kitten?” Olive thought inwardly.

Now that her tail was still in his hands, his frivolous and slow attitude was a little

bullying, as if she was a kitten to

him.

on the

to bring you a glass of smoothie. Drink

while it’s chill.”

that others

go of

walked over and opened the door. He glanced at the drink in

to make

the smoothie at the door side, and placed the

headed back in.

to the bathroom and had a cold shower. Then he

through his laptop.

emanating from his body. And his body temperature rose little by

kept surging.

the bed with

beautiful and demure.

the

stood and walked to the

are you doing? I’m reading.” Olive

the bed and held her soft little hand, placing

“Am I sick?”

felt his body temperature. She quickly felt his

asked,

“What did you eat?”

he was at his

he swiftly

almost fell to

me?“Elvis’s expression was not

obviously angry.

caught. Mrs Samantha felt

pointed at Mr. Henry,

it was him. There

was so frightened that his legs wobbled and he

shock.

quickly

bold, but since he’s

no need to throw

should hug my

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

I can’t raise my head

their great–grandchildren are. They’re always bullying me.

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed the

and approached the bed.

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