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 smile, “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 eye lastics shivered.

gentlemanly,

her little foot back. “Why should I listen to

rested his big, articulated palms on the stone beside her and wrapped

Olive stiffened.

her soft red lips and gently

her gently

particularly liked to kiss

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

was a man who could indulge

quickly pushed him

red lips and buried his head In her pink

was

vaguely guessed what he was doing. She looked around and saw countless pairs of eyes.

jealous and malicious gaze on her. She looked up and quickly saw

also arrived, she stared jealously at Olive,

could see them sideways. Elvis pressed against Olive’s slender body. and they

on Elvis’s body vividly outlined his tall and straight figure. It was

wished she was Olive. She wondered why she hadn’t met such a man like

was difficult for a woman to

turned a little red.

nudged Elvis, “Let

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

want me

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

responded, “Believe

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

away with her slender arm. He reprimanded in a h oar se voice, “Go

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