Chapter 638 Push him down

Now that Olive sat down on his lap, she lifted her bright eyes to look at him.

Elvis stretched out his large hand, his long slender fingers slipped into her long hair. Then he slowly lowered his head, his thin lips falling to her eyes.

He kissed her eyes, over and over again.

Olive wrapped her arms around his tight waist and kissed him, the dim light illuminating the two of them, making them intimate and attached.

A moment later, Elvis’ thin lips moved down, slowly threatening her red lips.

They were getting closer and closer, and they were about to touch each other.

But at this moment, Elvis suddenly opened his eyes, seemingly awake, reaching out to push Olive off his chest.

Olive got to her feet, and Elvis strode to the window, one hand on his hip, struggling and confused, “We can’t. You can go.”

He let her go.

In fact, Olive could understand him. He had fallen for Clara’s charm and still hadn’t recognized her. He didn’t want to betray her.

So now he’ll feel guilty for being attracted to her, which is unacceptable to him, and he doesn’t want to get past this last step.

He is the one suffering the most right now.

Olive glanced at him, then turned to leave.

Now only Elvis is lett in the room. He feels he should shut up and think about what he is doing.

He loves Olive, but why does he have such strong feelings for a ser vant?

At this moment, “click”, the room doar opened again, someone entered.

Elvis didn’t turn around, just pursed his thin lips, “Didn’t I let you go? Why are you coming back?”

The person behind didn’t speak but walked over, very quickly, two small hands wrapped around his strong waist, the soft body of the woman pressed against him from behind.

Elvis closed his eyes, his protruding throat rolling up and down. He is an ordinary man who has physical needs. He hadn’t touched a woman since leaving Imperial.

The two times he encountered that little maid, le felt a very strong desire in his body. Just now, he really wanted to k her, and really wanted to push her down on the bed….

Elvis closed his handsome eyes, feeling his throat burn like fire. At this time, the small hand on his waist slowly rose up, ready to stir the fire.

Elvis quickly grabbed that small hand. He wanted to forcefully pull the person behind him into his lap.

He didn’t want to suppress himself anymore. He should adult he had no resistance against that little maid.

But a second later, he suddenly opened his eyes, because this little hand wasn’t right!

Elvis immediately turned around, and he saw Olive’s beautiful little face.

Clara walked over, looked at Elvis with a mischievous wink, and subily called out, “Mr. Augustine The Just in Elvis’ eyes instantly dissipated. He regained his sanity and asked her, “Why are you here?”

“I came to see you. Just seeing you injured, I was very worried.”

Elvis looked at this beautiful little face. It was his favorite little face, but he felt that something was missing. A second ago, he was still lustful, but now he is no longer lustful. He’s been paying attention to this issue for a long time. His body didn’t react to the woman in front of him.

It is said that the body’s response is the most natural and true.

Elvis reached out and pushed Clara away, his handsome eyes were cold and indifferent. He said, “I’m okay. You can go out first.”

Clara felt like she was splashed with cold water and the smile on her lips froze. Just now in the hall, this man fought for Olive’s sake, and now he coldly pushed her away. What was he going to do?

Clara hurriedly snorted, “Elvis, let’s break up!”

Elvis turned his head, looked at Clara, and reprimanded in a deep voice: “What are you messing about?”

“Am I messing around? Elvis, look what you’ve been doing lately. You’ve been attracted to the little maid beside me. You fought for her just now, but you didn’t have the patience for me, and all you did was cold and perfunctory. Let’s break up. You can go find that little maid!”

Elvis also noticed a change in his mood. He didn’t want to get involved with the woman in front of him more and more. He frowned his heroic eyebrows, Seeing that he still hadn’t come to comfort her, Clara was a bit stuck. She wouldn’t break up with him.

But she felt his heart was gone, taken by Olive. This feeling of loss of control made Clara feel very uncomfortable.

Clara took the initiative to go over, hug Elvis’s strong waist, and say, “President Augustine, you weren’t like this before. It’s because… we haven’t been together for a long time. Tonight, I will sleep with you, okay?”

Clara got a little impatient. She felt she had to get this done.

Elvis endured it for a while before he didn’t push the woman in his lap away. After all, this is the woman he loves deeply. He told himself so many times.

At this time, Clara reached out and pushed, the two of them rolled onto the soft big bed, Clara reached out and removed the black belt around Elvis’ muscular waist.

But before she took it off, the next second, her hand was gripped by a large hand.

Clara hurriedly looked up at him, “President Augustine, what’s wrong? Don’t you love me?”

Clara moved, and the love bell instantly made a bewitching sound.

Elvis narrowed his handsome eyes, then released her.

This is her chance!

Clara was overjoyed, hastily untied Elvis’s belt.

But soon, she froze.

Clara’s hand slid along his muscular chest. Her gaze landed on the lower part of his waist, where his big boy was sleeping softly.

He didn’t respond.

He had no physiological needs.

Clara startled, her small face pale, looking at Elvis. She asked, “Mr. Augustine, what’s wrong with.

you?”

Elvis pursed his thin lips in a cold are, got up from the bed, stretched his long legs, and walked over to the window sill.

He took out a cigar and placed it on his thin lips, his tall body slightly stooped, his hands clasped together to light the fire.

With the red flame burning between his long slender fingers, he frowned and began to swallow his troubled thoughts.

Clara stood in the back looking at the handsome back of the man. The cold night wind blew the black shirt on his body, his body merged with the night outside, the fog covered him, like an arrogant emperor.

She deeply loved this man.

Just now, she thought that the opportunity had come, and she was extremely happy. She didn’t know that he had given her a blow to the head.

His body didn’t react, how could she do that? How can she became his queen?