Chapter 618 Please have some self-respect!

How embarrassing!

Could those aunties stop talking?

Olive bowed her head, pretending to be indifferent, and tried to get past him.

However, she sprained her ankle.

“Ah!”

Olive let out a small groan, falling to the side.

“Be careful!”

At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her slim waist. Elvis pulled her into his lap.

The faces of the two suddenly approached, his sculptural face constantly magnified in her field of vision.

The two stuck together, their breaths intertwined. He was tall, his temperament was outstanding, and she was delicate and agile, pretty and soft. It was a beautiful picture.

Olive looked at him and her slender eyelashes blinked in a moment.

She didn’t know what to say for at “Ha ha ha,” at this time, the aunt behind her laughed hard, “Miss, we caught you. Don’t you even admit that this is your husband?”

Amidst the laughter of the group of aunts, Olive really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

She hurriedly took two steps back, then handed the water basin in her hand to him.

“I’ve washed the clothes, you go and hang the clothes,” said Olive.

After saying that, she returned to the wooden house and started washing the vegetables.

Last night’s heavy rain made them live here for a day or two, so they had to survive and feed themselves.

Elvis set the basin down, his slender fingers pulling out her panties. They were pink cartoon panties, and the girly style was very cute.

He looked at her, asking, “How do I hang these?”

Olive raised her head and saw her panties being held by his slender fingers.

He really doesn’t know how to hang them. He has never done this before.

Perhaps no one would believe that he would dry a woman’s panties here.

Olive’s little face was as red as a tomato. She quickly stood up and sna tched the pantles from his hand, “I’ll do it myself.”

Elvis frowned his heroic eyebrows, “Are you sure you want to hang them here?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you hang thein here, everyone will know what color underwear you’re wearing.”

The clothesline was right in front of the wooden house door, and the people passing by course Aunties live here so Olive can’t do that!

She hadn’t thought about it just now, but he did.

Olive quickly turned around and entered the wooden house. She would hang her panties in the back.

At this moment, there was a steady sound of footsteps, as if there was a quick breath coming behind her.

She knew it was Elvis without looking back.

He followed her.

“Am I your husband or your brother?”

His signature deep voice came from above her head, incredibly magnetic and seductive.

Olive was stunned. Why was he asking this?

Elvis moved closer, closing in on her from behind, their clothes rubbing against each other, sparks ignited everywhere.

Just now, he was at the door watching her stand on tiptoe to hang clothes. Her clothes were pushed up, revealing her small waist.

His palm moved slightly, his mind flooded with images of him holding her waist last night.

“Can you and your brother sleep together? Or can you ride on him?” He leaned closer to her ear, his deep voice teasing.

Olive hastily turned around, glaring at him, “Elvis, that’s enough. Please have some self-respect!” Elvis reached out and grabbed her beautiful chin, asking, “Self-respect? Last night you kept rubbing against me while riding on me, why didn’t you mention self-respect?

Olive’s pupils suddenly constricted, and she quickly covered his thin lips.

He really has the guts to say anything. Elvis’s narrow, deep eyes were incredibly bright, and the adult man’s allure was all the more alluring It is said that a beautiful woman harms the country, but in fact, if a man is handsome, he won’t have a bad impact on a woman.

At this time, Elvis gently kissed her delicate palm.

Olive quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and she walked away.

But Elvis stepped back a little, his handsome shoulder leaning against the wall, blocking her way.

“What are you doing? Get out of the way!”

She didn’t expect him to be such a rogue.

Elvis smiled softly. Seeing her face as red as a rose, he reached out and touched her face.

What a thug.

“Don’t touch me…”

She hit his palin.

The two were stuck in a small space, outside light couldn’t penetrate, he was like a thug bullying her.

and she hid like a deer.

Olive shivered. She couldn’t stand Elvis’ teasing so she pushed him away and ran away.

Seeing her run away, Elvis put his hands in his pockets and gently knocked his head against the wall behind him. He looked a little lazy but also a little happy.

Olive had been thinking about the strange formation she had seen in the royal ancestral hall and how she had fallen.

This unit was a bit primitive, stationed in the lower part of the river. Residents here were also very simple, and enthusiastic, and there would be no danger.

Her men and Elvis’ men would soon find the place, but the heavy rain ahead had washed away the road, and it might take a few days to repair the road.

This time, when she entered the worship hall, she didn’t even see The Ambas sador’s sword, but she had already prepared for it.

This isn’t going to be that simple. Looks like she has to find another chance to enter the worship hall At this moment, an old woman’s voice came from outside: “Miss Hart, are you there?”

Someone was coming.

Olive went out and saw Aunt Davina and her daughter, Tiffany, come together and bring her some meat.

“Miss Hart, this is for you. You can make some nourishing broth for your brother so that your brother’s wound will heal faster.” Aunt Davina said, giving her a basket of vegetables.

Olive looked at the meat in the basket, saying, “Aunt Davina, you’re too polite. I can’t take these.”

“Miss Hart, just take it.” Tiffany narrowed her eyes and looked into the cabin, “Miss Hart, where’s your brother?’

Olive immediately understood why Aunt Davina was so enthusiastic. Perhaps because her daughter liked Elvis.

Olive looked at Tiffany. Tiffany is slender and graceful, with a beautiful face. When she mentioned Elvis, her eyes were filled with deep admiration and love.

Olive suddenly felt that the Tiffany in front of her was very familiar to her.

It seems… she knows Tiffany.

But Tiffany’s face was very unfamiliar, It was a strange feeling.

Olive mused a sharp glint flashed in her clear pupils.

“Olive, why don’t you cook?” At this moment, a deep magnetic voice rang out and Elvis came out.

Elvis came out. His narrow, deep eyes glanced at Aunt Davina and Tiffany and, without stopping.

quickly saw Olive. He asked, “What are you doing here?”

Aunt Daviria smiled at Elvis, “Mr. Hart, may I ask where your house is? How old are you? Are you married?”