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.

He was gentle, gentlemanly,

her little foot back. “Why should I listen to you? Go

rested his big, articulated palms on the stone beside her and wrapped Olive in his embrace. He raised

Olive stiffened.

lips against her soft red lips

kissed her gently and

particularly liked to kiss

kissed her, but also the

who could indulge women

quickly pushed

He let go of her red lips and buried his head

body was really

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

felt a jealous and malicious gaze on

she stared jealously at Olive, as

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

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

She wondered why she

difficult for a woman to reject such a

earlobes turned a little

reached out and nudged Elvis, “Let me go,

h oar se voice said, “Hold on for a while, I can’t go out like

don’t want me to go to Tiffany,

by beautiful women. In the future, the Palace of Bliss

waist, and responded, “Believe in yourself. You can do

to struggle within his iron-like

with her slender arm. He reprimanded

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