Chapter 90 Do you not like me anymore?

Olive flipped out a coin. She handed the coin to Elvis.

“Hey, Mr. Augustine, this is a tip for you tonight.”

Elvis raised his eyebrows and said,

“Go take a shower.”

Olive bit her underlip and glared at him.

“I want to have a bath with you.”

Elvis looked at her, then repeated.

“Go wash yourself.”

Olive wasn’t happy anymore. She angrily hit her feet on the ground.

“Why don’t you want to bath with me?

Elvis felt that he was about to get overwhelmed, as it was the first time he had seen her

drunk. It turned out that the drunk Olive was so enthusiastic and harsh, like a little

goblin.

His hands moved down and gently patted her ass.

Olive felt excited, she tiptoed and whispered to him.

“I need a kiss.”

Elvis turned his head to avoid her kissing him. He let go of her and walked the window.

He held the phone with one hand and dialed a number, he placed the phone beside his

ear.

He used his left hand to unbutton his shirt.

It was already dusk, standing beside the window, one could see the beauty of the entire

city.

Olive stood behind him, she looked quite angry.

Elvis turned sideways and his eyes met Olive’s, he pointed his hands to the bathroom,

indicating for her to get in.

Even though Olive was angry, she didn’t dare go against him. She could only murmur

and enter the bathroom reluctantly.

The phone in Elvis’s hand was connected and Harry’s voice quickly sounded,

“Hello, bro, why are you calling me?”

Elvis frowned,

“I wanna ask, what’s the antidote after drinking the one nightstand?”

“Bro, what are you doing? What antidote do you seek? You’re the antidote!”

“Or, is Olive that ugly without a mask? Even if she is, just go on and hit from the back…”

Before Harry could complete his speech, a loud scream was heard from the bathroom.

Elvis crossed his arms and cursed inwardly. She was really annoying.

He hung up the phone and threw the phone on the sofa. He walked into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Olive was standing by the toilet. She covered her face and screamed.

“What’s the matter? Stop screaming.” Elvis inquired.

With an aggrieved expression, she explained,

pee, but I found out that my

said that, Olive demonstrated

his right hand on his forehead and

thing gone? Did someone steal it?

eyes spun around him suspiciously, then she

hand.

want to search your body. I wanna quickly

grabbed her small hand and

his embrace.

don’t arouse

had bumped into his embrace. The man’s chest was as strong as an

looked at him pitifully.

hurt me, Mr.

facial features,

He

her cheeks and her face expressed

Mr. Augustine doesn’t like

not want to take advantage of

repeatedly pushing him to

this upon yourself.” Elvis lowered his head

his.

her breathe been forcefully

his arms around her waist and

door and pressed

She reached out and nudged him. Elvis let go of her

lips, he stared at

What’s wrong?”

belongings yet. Give it to me, I think you stole

body, he raised his hand

water poured down from the top of Olive’s

pressed her shoulder with his big hand and

was like a weakling. Her entire body was wet. Her wet hair was

her beautiful face. Her senses

you doing? Are you crazy? Let me go. It’s so cold!”

man before

disappeared and she had returned to the

normal self.

that had just transpired, and

Do you not

a coin. She handed the coin

Mr. Augustine, this is

his eyebrows and

“Go take a shower.”

underlip and glared at

want to have a bath

looked at

“Go wash yourself.”

anymore. She angrily hit her feet on

don’t you want to bath with

he was about to get overwhelmed, as

turned out that the drunk Olive was

goblin.

and gently

tiptoed and

“I need a kiss.”

kissing him. He let go of her

held the phone with one hand and dialed a number,

ear.

hand to

beside the window, one could see the beauty

city.

him, she

Olive’s, he pointed his

for her to

dare

enter the

was connected and Harry’s voice

are you calling

Elvis frowned,

antidote after drinking the one

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