Chapter 422 She was talking in her dream, “Mr. Augustine…”
What?
Was this strange phone number empty?
Elvis immediately pressed his thin lips into a sharp arc. The cell phone number that texted him in one second became a blank number the next. The first to disappear without a trace under his nose!
Who is that guy?
This mysterious person sent this message to Olive. Is he related to Olive?
At this time, “Knock knock”, someone knocked on the door outside.
Elvis withdrew his thoughts, saying, “Come in.”
With a “click” sound, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a small head poked in. Olive didn’t come in. She stood at the door, her bright eyes shining through the c rack of the door onto his handsome cheek.
Elvis strode to the door, squinting at her: “Why are you standing at the door? Why don’t you come in?”
Olive had changed into her pajamas. She was wearing pink fur pajamas with a bunny ears cap. She is pure, mischievous, and cute.
She reached out her slender white hand and handed him the white shirt, “Hey, here’s your clothes.” At first, she wore his white shirt, but now with clothes, she returned the white shirt to him.
Elvis reached out his big hand to grab her slender wrist, directly pulled her into the bedroom, and closed the door with a “click”. His two big hands pressed against the wall, overbearingly pressing her down, “I’m asking why you don’t come in? Afraid I’ll eat you?”
This man!
As he approached, Olive’s slender back could only lean against the wall. She tried her best to support her back, trying to stay away from him, “This is your bedroom. I should keep my distance from a single man. I’m living here but in the guest room.”
“What do you mean by not wanting to sleep with me?” Elvis frowned, showing a hint of displeasure.
“…What? Who wants to sleep with you? Elvis, get serious!” After saying this, Olive reached out and pushed him away, wanting to leave.
Although Elvis was unhappy inside, he didn’t force her. After all, they would sleep together sooner or
later.
Elvis put the rabbit ears cap on her small head and used his big hands to grab her two rabbit ears playfully, the corners of his lips curved up into a grown man’s smile. “So you know I like this?”
Olive’s hand-sized beautiful face let out a “boom”, she looked up to see that his white shirt had been rolled up, revealing his sturdy arms, on his wrist was a precious steel men’s watch. He had an elite appearance, but he was such a man who viciously played with her bunny ears. Olive swore she was pure, but he was a bit… amusing.
Olive immediately reached out and “slapped” his large palm, “Elvis, why are you always so p erver ted?”
When she was in Los Angeles, she wore pajamas with a tall, and he kept her tail, too.
She didn’t mean to please him, she just liked this kind of pajama.
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“Always?” Elvis paused, “Did I pull your bunny ears before?”
Olive’s heart ski pped a beat. She suddenly lifted her eyes and looked at him in amazement. Did he… guess something?
Ever since he asked who her ex-husband was at the scientific research facility, Olive had always had the feeling that he had suspected that her ex-husband was himself.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Elvis playfully looked at her appreciatively, “Am I wrong? Did your ex-husband like to pull your bunny ears?”
Olive looked at his narrow, long, and deep eyes, his gaze was a little teasing her, very gentle, but the darkness in his eyes concealed the sharpness, making her temporarily unable to see clearly.
Olive was a little confused, she reached out her small hand and pulled her bunny ears back, then opened the door to the room and ran away.
She ran away.
Elvis had one hand in his trouser pocket, the other was holding the white shirt she had stuffed into him. Now he’s sure he is her ex-husband!
She gave him her first time!
The person she loves so much is him, too!
She is his everything!
Elvis brought the white shirt to his nose and sniffed, he smelled the sweet scent of the girl, and the shirt she wore wafted her scent.
Elvis’ protruding throat rolled up and down twice, he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, then directly put on that white shirt.
It was late at night, and Elvis was still awake, he was searching for information with a thin notebook in hand..
A mysterious flower vine jumped on the screen of the laptop. It was the flower that had grown above Olive’s heart. It was so bright red that it was almost seductive.
These days, he had been investigating this flower, not letting Peterson and Ray handle it, but investigating it himself.
Immediately after, a full version dialog box appeared and a message was sent, “This flower is called. Empress Flower.
”
Elvis’ handsome face was illuminated by the dim light, flickering indistinctly, he typed on the keyboard and replied: “What is Empress Flower?”
“It is said that there is a mystical country at the other end, ruled by queens, and each queen has sublime medical arts. They were born with a royal flower, a symbol of status and supremacy.”
Elvis frowned, asking, “Where is that country?”
“The country at the other end has disappeared at the end of the world, and only the princess can find her way home.”
Elvis was silent for a moment, typing, “I want to find a way to get there!”
Elvis reached out and closed the notebook, got up from the bed, opened the bedroom door, and went-
into Olive’s room.
A small ball curled up on the big soft bed. Olive was fast asleep, her little face red from sleep, her eyelids drooping like two small fans, her face when sleeping was very docile and soft.
Elvis sat at the side of the bed, long slender fingers resting on her small face, squeezing lovingly. At this time, Olive, who was sleeping, moved, took the initiative to place her small face in his palm, and gracefully rubbed it. In her dream, she muttered: “Mr. Augustine…”
She was calling…Mr. Augustine…
Elvis stopped, Mr. Augustine…
Was that his other sell?
What happened between her and Mr. Augustine?
Elvis knows it is someone else, and he shouldn’t be jealous, but now sitting by her bed, hearing her call Mr. Augustine in her dream, he really has a grudge inside and is jealous of himself like crazy.
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